As part of Antonine Octavius' election campaign he promised to deliver a pony to every noble in Eponllyn if he won. When the election was over, he immediately delivered the promised ponies to the entire realm.
Roleplay from Garin Indirik
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"A pony? What am I supposed to do with a pony?"
"I'm not sure, Your Highness. The Royal Treasurer did not specify as to what anyone should do with their pony. I was told only to deliver it."
Garin looked over the little pony. It was a mare. Immaculately groomed, though of an odd coloration he had never seen before. It was mostly grey, but with a tan, almost yellowish, mane and tail. Its eyes were a honey-colored amber. On its hindquarters was a peculiar marking of seven spots.
"What is her name?"
"Your Highness, I am told that her name is Derpy."
"Derpy?"
"Yes, Your Highness."
"Derpy..."
The clerk nodded solemnly.
"Take it to the stables. I'll figure out what to do with it later."
The clerk nodded, then led the pony away to the stables.
