the leatherworker/quester

At the marketplace, Silver set up his temporary stall and put out his many leather goods. His pet pet marmoset, Fluffy, got onto the stall to attract the pony's attention like he always does.

Crimson was just trotting by in the market place. He was poor, but he loved to look around stores and shops. He looked at the leather goods store. Crimson was in a sour mood right now, and rather tired. He though browsing around might calm his nerves. Once he saw a gray-coated pony he tried to pass. "'Ey, can ya' move, please!? I ain't in 'da mood," said an agitated Crimson Inferno.

Silver looked at him "It's a stall, move around."

Crimson blushed. This is an example of his lack of common sense. His common sense was especially not so good when he was angry. "W-Well, shut up," shouted an embarrassed Crimson. A few ponies were staring at the scene.

"So would you like to buy something?" He asked.

Crimson responded normally, but still quite annoyed. "N-No," said Crimson, silently. He was rather shocked at how calm this pony was.

"Something the matter?" Silver asked as his pet marmoset monkey climbed on silver's shoulder and onto his head.

Crimson sighed, deciding to come clean. "Well, ma' job sucks, I dun' 'ave any friends 'ere, an' I dun' even 'ave a marefriend. Tell me 'dings aren't bad fer' me right now," shrieked Crimson, looking down on himself.

"Maybe you could come work for me?" Silver asked.

Crimson raised an eyebrow. "Work fer' you? What work do you 'avee available?"

Silver stood on top of the stall and raised his hooves in the air "Adventure and freedom!" He than got back down and coughed "Well I mostly do leatherworking and odd jobs. I could use a companion to help me on my quests."

Crimson actually liked the idea of ditching his current job. Without question he accepted the job. Besides, Crimson used to travel and fight a lot. Now would be a good time to dust up his old adventuring skills. "'Ey, just curious where're we goin' first," asked Crimson. His mood lightened up slightly at the thought of finally getting a new job that he doesn't mind at all.

"I was thinking we'd go to canterlot. The aristocrats there usually give a lot of quests." Silver said.

Crimson shrugged, nodding at the request to go to Canterlot. He followed this pony.

"'Ey," said Crimson. "What's yer' name anyway? Ma' name's Crimson. Crimson Inferno!" Crimson silently awaited a response, putting one hoof behind his head.

"My name is Silver Eagle, and this is my marmoset, Fluffy." Silver said as he packed up his stall. After rolling the stall up in a bag, he put it on Crimson's back "Alright, youll be carrying first."

Amina was still in Ponyville. She actually liked the quaint little town, and she was excited to keep exploring. Maybe this market would be better than the one in Canterlot.

The rose-colored Saddle Arabian trotted down the street, exploring the stalls. She saw two stallions wrestling with a heavy, closed-up stall, and she went over to see what was going on. Her slender legs carried her with swift speed, and she stopped in front of them.

"Bardon," she said, "but do you need any help?"

The bag wasn't that heavy to Crimson. He then thought about teleporting to Canterlot. "Want me to teleport us both ta' Canterlot?" Crimson prepared his horn. He can only teleport up to fifty miles but he can manage. That's when he saw the mare. Crimson tilted his head. He has never seen a mare like this before. Nevertheless, he decided to flirt for the mare. "Hey hottie! I've got 'dis! Maybe when I'm done wit' work, you an' me could go out?"

"Id rather not teleport. Adventure is about the journey, not the destination." He looked at the mare "Thats okay my friend has got it."

Amina raised an eyebrow.

"What is zat?" she asked incredulously. "Hottie? 'Go out?'"

She blushed in embarrassment. Amina did not understand the slang of Equestrian, and she was embarrassed to admit she didn't know what the pony was talking about.

"Are you going to Canterlot?" she asked. "I am staying zere for a year. I am ze delegate from Saddle Arabia, and I am in Equestria to attend to bolitical matters and to observe Equestrian life. May I join you?"

Crimson blushed at the akward situation. "Ehehe. Sure you can come," said Crimson, rubbing the back of his head with his hoof. "I meant hottie by yer' hot. Y'know. Yer' beautiful. And I meant go out as in go on a date," said Crimson.

Silver raised an eyebrow at the saddle-arabian "So you're a politician." He stood there and thought for a moment "I suppose you can come, but i'm not really allowed to be at the castle."

"Oh," Amina said. She blushed. "We will see. My name is Amina. What is yours?"

"Why are you not allowed at ze castle?" she asked to the other pony. She picked up her saddlebag and put it on.

"We are going to the train station, is zat correct?"

Crimson just decided to introduce himself first. "My name's Crimson! Crimson Inferno! And today's yer' lucky day! You can end up wit' a handsome stallian like myself by 'de end of 'da day," said an arrogant Crimson. He winked at the mare, then left the explaining to Silver.

Crimson thought this mare was interesting, and found her accent charming. He just thought he needed to get on her good side, then BAM, ask for her hoof.

"No i prefer to go on hoof. I usually discover things in the way there. And the reason im not allowed in there because the court doesnt like having anarchist around...plus ive been porpusly avoiding taxes."

Amina's eyes widened.

"Walk? To Canterlot? Bardon me, but how do you plan on accomplishing zat? You would have to climb a vertical mountain!"

She nodded towards the train station. "Zat is the smarter way to go. Maybe if you were going somewhere else, you could go on hoof."