Well, at least she’d seen what the wisdom of the Moon could do with a set of daggers. Yvan the Yakasutric Yogi, a nasal-voiced, skinny 30-something earth pony colt with a braided beard hanging down to his knees and a mane in a colt-bun, who’d taught Honour a few classes of Yakasutra back in Filly', was definitely not about to slice anypony up, being an avowed pacifist.