Post by xx.elise on Jul 10, 2009 23:23:05 GMT -5
Name: Aram
Gender: Stallion
Age: 7
Chosen Alliance: Lesion
Breed: Warlander
Height: 16.2hh
Gender: Stallion
Age: 7
Chosen Alliance: Lesion
Breed: Warlander
Height: 16.2hh
Physical Description: A devastatingly dark bay stallion. His mane is velvet black and his eyes are a hazel color. There are four white socks on his legs and no markings on his face in the least. His body is defined with muscle, thick and lean all at the same time. The way he carries himself is with regal dignity and long strides. Everything about him seems to equal out.
Personality: He is a very princely equine, thinking highly of himself. Though even with this prancing show pony thinking of his, Aram can be the biggest sweet heart you've ever met. It may take sometime to get to know him, but it happens. Everyone has some personality flaws, well why can't he? There is a bit of a temper on this big boy, but he doesn't really care. He'll pick a fight with anyone who wants to try and fight with him. If he had ever felt someone important to him, then they would be loved unconditionally. The only problem is he fears giving away his heart so easily. Though he cares most deeply for those close to him, he doesn't like to allow them so close. He wishes that he could just be alone, but it seems that might no be the way things turn out for him. Aram fears letting anyone touch that soft place in his heart, so he pushes everyone away, telling them he doesn't need them, when really he does.
History: Aram grew up in a rather normal life style, the only difference is that his mother left him with another mare. His mother had been young and foolish so she gave him away to a mare that had just lost her own foal. He got lucky. Most mares don't take in foals that are not his own, but this mare knew compassion in her heart and could not watch him wither away to nothing but skin and bones. This foster-mom taught him to love and look after others, though he was scared. He lived with her for a long time, but soon things changed and a stallion took her away from him. Aram didn't know what to do except run. Run as far and as fast as he could until he ended up here. Now this is the place he calls home though he longs for much more.
Example RP post:
My heart ached and I wondered why it throbbed so. I turned my features toward the sky and closed my eyes, letting the crisp wind batter me from all sides, letting it settle the nerves that seemed to tell me something both amazing and frightening was going to happen. My hooves carried me toward the place I wished to be most, but they stopped so suddenly I wondered at it. I'd learned to just where I had landed myself and realized that I was on the borders of these lands that had so long ago become the place I called home. I wasn't sure how I could allow myself to wonder so close to the end of this land. My ears flicked back and I shot around, throwing dirt into the air as I galloped away, pushing hard with my tightly pulled muscles. I could travel far, but not at this break neck pace I was going at now. It was hard to believe I was such a fool. Such an idiot to think of those long ago memories. Those memories of acceptance and love. I didn't think I could ever feel those emotions again.
My hooves beat like over harsh drums against this harshly beaten lands, leaving a mark so deep in the ground that it was more than evident that I had traveled past there in a most dangerous pace. My nostrils flared wide, taking in the cold winter air that chilled my body as the wind that swept off it came back and splashed against my rump. I sneered at the shiver that raced along my spin, making me slow to a safer trot. My head hung low, which was not like me. It was normal my crowning glory to hold it high and dance like a king, but after those long ago dreams and memories I wasn't sure I could still stand so tall and proud. It was a heart breaking sight, but one that many would turn their gaze away from. I was big enough that many did not want to face the powerful muscles that moved under my dark bay coat. Yes, I was constantly dealing with these silly thoughts and feelings. Why couldn't they just leave me be and let my heart roam free?
STATS:
Strength: 5
Agility: 4
Intellect: 5
Wisdom: 3
Looks: 5
Strength: 5
Agility: 4
Intellect: 5
Wisdom: 3
Looks: 5
