Anonymous looked down at the mine below as he walked up the path, heading towards the only exit to the quarry. “Good start. If there’s a mine, there’s a path to any sort of civilization, mining communities most likely. No Dwarves as far as I saw in this world so probably Earth Ponies manage this place. I hope they’re not racist like Dwarves, but I’ll take what I can get.” Not very good memories with Dwarves, well that’s before he got drunk with the Dwarves. It becomes ‘blood brothers for life’ and the ‘mine is our paradise and home’. A bunch of nonsense that he falls for every time. Though he hates elves though, they suck. 