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Nov 17th Morning

A tall red stallion walks down the Main street at a slow walk looking around as he goes. He is wearing a clock that covers his head and upper body, his flank not coved shows his mark as a blue shield with knight along with a number of old scars.

The travel to Manehattan had been a long one but he knew this was the best place to come going by the rumours he had heard. The walk had be hard not just on his body but his mind to. He couldn't help but see Canterlot in the distance on the way here.

He had not been in Manehattan since the city was lost to the Griffons and it didn't looked like they had done much to try and rebuild it not this area anyway.

He didn't know where he was heading or where to go but at this point his mind was on what happened here all those years go. He could remember fighting for his life in this very street commanding his ponies to stand there ground.

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He pushed these through out of his mind. He hadn't come here to relive old memories but to try and help.

He was hoping the rumours of rebel force in the city was true and find them was not going to be easy as he had no contacts he was on his own for now. He looked around the street, He could see many Homeless and wounded ponies sit on the sides, begging for bits.
He wanted to help but the few bits he had he was going to need to get him through the next few days.

As he walked he started to form a plan in his mind using his time he spent head of a unit that used guerrilla warfare in the war he could think of a few places to start looking.

He through the best place to start would be in the East District as that area seam to be the worse off and where most of the ponies lived. A good place to hide and blend and a place where griffons wouldn't have a strong presents, this would be a place he would operate from.

If he didn't have any luck there his next plan was to try the sewers but he was hopping he wouldn't need to go down there. From what he could remember it was a maze down there and when he had used them in the past they did have maps, it had been 10 years since he had seen a map and he was sure they would of change with tunnels collapsing.

He made his way over to the East district keeping out of sight of the Griffon portals.