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Thu, 14 Jan 2021 01:16:00 +0000

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"I'm speaking so listen up." Table by Camy

TABLE INFORMATION

Brilliant coding done by Camy
Beautiful Artwork done by SpritWindCaper
Character Featured is Malphas in his Formals
I added the music to it

Asyn's Ace, Acing Plot Thread of Plotting

Thu, 14 Jan 2021 00:42:08 +0000

Hello there! It's nice to see everyone again, both familiar and new faces! I've got on character at the moment on the site that I want to discuss some plots with. I plan to add a character here and there over time, but until then this is where all my plotting will occur!

Malphas Ocarin
Planned Plots

Malphas x Syrilth
Malpahs Learning Magic

Active Plots

Finished Plots

Fire Threatens the Valley

Wed, 13 Jan 2021 23:41:02 +0000

The portal shivered and warped as a figure formed in its depths. A slender body moved forward, the red of his skin sharp against the lush landscape. Hooves of silver pushed through the void and rested upon land it had never touched before. Pearl like horns pierced the portal and introduced the full face of the figure. A stallion, with citrine eyes that glowed slightly against the dark color around them. His long ears twitched forward as his eyes wandered the landscape before him. He continued to step forward, until his entirety was revealed to this new land.

His back legs appeared like spears and they punctured the ground as he finished his entrance. He stood there, ears swiveling through his crown of flames as he monitored his surroundings. The sky was dark, the only light appearing from the great stars above. As he turned his head up, he discovered these stars were not familiar to him. This was a new land, maybe even a new realm for the beast.

His eyes settled on the landscape once more, his tail flicked to the side as his flames threatened the grass. The isles had welcomed a new visitor, and one that was ready for adventure once more. Malphas Ocarin, Stallion of many titles, had arrived in a land he would be forced to adapt to in the years to come. He offered a slight gruff to the silence around him and seemed a bit agitated as he continued to look around. "This is no tavern.... That wicked wench tricked me."

"I'm speaking so listen up." Table by Camy

Malphas Ocarin

Tue, 12 Jan 2021 01:37:08 +0000

OOC Name: Asyn
How did you find this site?: Camy <3

Character Name: Malphas
Character's Age: 8 years
Rank: Traveler
Personality:
When your gaze first sets on Malphas, one thinks poorly of him. They usually distrust him, seeing him as the evil that needs riding of. However, he is more on the side of good than any other could be. He believes strongly in justice, and to treat others fairly. He does not believe in a lie, but sadly knows others speak them more freely than they should. He will do everything he can to follow the laws of the land e travels through, respecting all he crosses. Once you befriend him, he will never betray you. He believes, strongly, that those in need should be helped and would give his life for strangers if he believed they were needing protection.

Even the enemies of his past have witnessed him risk his life for them, even if they did not deserve it. Though as good as he may be, he does have his faults like any other being. His greatest weaknesses are his compassion and those he cares about. He can easily be tricked into helping others that may only be leading him into a trap. He puts too much hope in others to change their ways and gives people who wrong him, personally, chance after chance to correct themselves. However, if he believes you are evil and wrong, he will hunt you to the ends of the earth to bring you to justice. He can be obsessive in justice. The one thing that will anger him most will always be the threat to those he cares for. If harm were to come to them, he'd easily become more of a Chaotic Good than anything.

Appearance:
Malphas Ocarin is a striking creature, one that most don't easily forget once they've seen him. His skin, tight on his frame, is a deep, crimson color. Along his neck and shoulders are gray stripes that almost tease about a darker past. Along his neck, where locks of hair should be, instead is alive with bright flames that move on their own. No matter how high his mane of flames may go, they can not hid the two, twisting horns that grow from his skull. The glint and gleam as if they were made from pearls and rise taper off as they rise. His eyes are a bright, citrine color that rest in black sockets.

From his body he carries a long, lion like tail unicorns usually have but, once again, he has fire where the hair should be. Finally, to complete his demonic looks, he has two back legs that start off normally, but taper off to bony points. They were once hard to use for normal walking, but the mutation was common among his herd due to their back legs being used for battle and hunting desert creatures under the sand. Overall, his appearance can catch a lot of paragons off guard, however his demonic appearance greatly differs from his personality.

Magic Y/N: yes
Magic Type: Fire

Hel

Sun, 03 Jan 2021 06:55:33 +0000

OOC Name: Phish
How did you find this site?: I knew the amazing Camy was working on this site and the other day figured I'd stop by and see how it was going!

Character Name: Hel
Character's Age: 8
Rank: Traveler
Personality: Hel is at his core, a being of raw emotion. With some exceptions, he has zero qualms about expressing himself and quite frankly doesn't care what anyone else thinks. Fiercely loyal to his company, Hel forges new bonds slowly and with an open mistrust that borders on outright distaste. His only experience of friendship is that of a brother or sister in arms and he quite literally doesn't understand any other kind of "squishy" relationship.

A consummate soldier, Hel has spent his entire life following orders. Tenacious, and single minded, he will doggedly complete any task set to him. He is reckless with his health and without someone he trusts to check on him, he will wear himself to the bone in the line of duty. For someone who has never spent a moment on himself, the mission is everything.

Off duty, Hel is loud and boisterous with insatiable habits. He has little respect for outside authority, but doesn't typically go out of his way to start fights. He is used to being one of the biggest, most dangerous equines around and uses his presence to keep things under control.
Appearance: Hel is a tall, sexy drink of water and you can be damn sure he knows. This fine stallion stands at an impressive 17.2 hh and seamlessly blends his warmblood and draft ancestry into one package. Built for strength and stamina, Hel can fight for hours even after a long days march. A pair of shiny, dark indigo horns sprout from his head above his icy blue eyes. Much like a ram, or goat, the bone underneath his horns is thicker than an ordinary equine to protect the area from blunt force trauma. Two smaller, near black horns pierce the bridge of his nose and are positioned similarly to a rhino. They are incredibly sharp and piercing with a slight hook that makes them perfect for cutting throats.

The majority of Hel's body is a pearlescent white that seems to shine softly, especially at night. His mane and tail are both long, thin and ghostly pale. Dark violet markings accentuate his body, licking the underside of his belly, chest, and running in a stripe down his spine. His legs are steeped in violet as well, with light feathering above shiny onyx hooves. He has several piercings, four on his left ear and one hoop through his left nostril. They are solid, simple steel with a blue/black feather attached to the bottom ring on his ear.
Magic Y/N: No
Wings? Y/N: No

Holiday Raffle

Wed, 23 Dec 2020 02:30:17 +0000

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To celebrate the holidays offline, I figured "let's do a raffle!"

Rules

Simply post here with your OOC account with your favorite gif from whichever holiday movie and why in a few short sentences.
There will be three winners chosen.
Winners may choose which prize to get. First place chooses first, second next, and third is last.
Once a prize is chosen, it can't be chosen again.
All participants will get 100 treasure each for posting their entry correctly.

How This Will Work

All participants that follow these rules will be thrown into the giveaways random.org generator and the result will be linked with a special code to showcase the results.

Prizes

Here are all the prizes the winners can choose from.

Royal rank [super rare] - From the Isles or the Empire, no other place has royalty, you CAN have their home base elsewhere until that area is unlocked. You may choose also to be related to either the King or the Empress or any line for that matter. It must be looked at and approved by me however to be sure it aligns with the lore. This item CANNOT be gifted.
Faerie Blessing [super rare] - A blessing of your choice by an elemental faerie that we have. This item CANNOT be gifted.
Secondary Magic [rare] - Any choice of magic can be applied to only one character of your choosing. It will start out at Level 1.
Iron and Gold Armor [uncommon] - For some serious defense that will allow your character to take impact/attack 2 times without any damage. The iron does all the work while the gold makes it pretty since gold is soft.
Second/Third Companion [uncommon] - For those who want another companion depending if they have two or not already. Must be claimed in the Maintenance area.
Exclusive Pixel [mega ultra rare] - Made by yours truly, this will be winter/holiday themed catered to the winner's choice. This prize CANNOT be gifted.
500 Treasure [uncommon] - There be gold here! While the shop may be barren for now, this will give a nice boost.
Free Business Building [common] - Your character may open any business they so wish so long as they follow the lore. This must be looked over and approved by me first.

Yuletide Celebration

Mon, 21 Dec 2020 00:23:53 +0000

It's here! Presents, presents, and more presents!

Yuletide in the Isles is held when the snow is nearly melted rather than the typical time, celebrating a new year and arrival of spring all in one go. Songs, music, and dancing is a common sight both indoors and outdoors. However, thievery is to be at all time high with so many, so soldiers and even air fleet members will be on the lookout since it's one of the busiest times celebrating.

Post in reply to this with your character icly going up to Dalila to receive your gift! The Event Manager will then reply of what you have received. You may choose to opt in or out to have your character's gift stolen with an OOC note somewhere in their post saying "OPTING IN/OUT gift theft".

Bells could be heard as the large feathered mare made her yearly appearance, her beautiful faux fur cloak sparkling behind her. Foals ran or flew toward her quickly, crying out in welcome to her before getting a gift that made them smile brighter than the sun. Music played in a nearby tavern, providing more ambience. While it didn't snow, due to the opposite of season, the festivities were still being ran.

"Come get your presents! You may not get what you want, but what you might need." Her voice carried out delicately like the bells upon her neck and cloak. Gifts appeared like magic as she shifted more whom came toward her. Anyone who tried to get another was met with a tsk tsk and a shake of her head.

Into the Light

Sat, 19 Dec 2020 03:36:34 +0000

More stuff to go here eventually when I get around to it

Steps In the Dark

Sat, 19 Dec 2020 03:35:33 +0000

BOOP. But actually words may eventually go here for...stuffs

Sound of Silence

Thu, 17 Dec 2020 18:47:20 +0000

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Asterion Spiros

Wed, 16 Dec 2020 20:52:36 +0000

OOC Name: Howl
How did you find this site?: Camy threw Masamune at me until I followed the trail

Character Name: Asterion Spiros
Character's Age: 8 years
Rank: Traveller
Personality: Asterion brandishes a vicious silver tongue. He sows lies and doubt. He is pestilence and death. He spreads rumours with a wicked grin however this does not make him evil, he is a sadist but he yearns for a true home. Observant, he knows your darkest secrets. He watches and bides his time waiting for the perfect moment to inject the poison. Deep down he is scarred and worn. Sometimes suffers from night terrors.

Asterion is quiet unless giving a scathing insult with a burn so bad you need the emergency burn unit or if he actually fancies voicing his opinion on something. Commands an air of intensity, you either love him or hate him. He sees through most lies, has an emotional intensity that feels as though you will drown in the depths. Often abrasive and intimidating. Easily plays detective, often sees details others might miss. Values his privacy and takes a while to open up, strategic with his choices. Plans ahead and during. Has a poker face. Doesn't back down easily. He's in it for the long haul.

Quick thinking and can change his plans on a dime if needed. He's adaptable and shrewd, self-preserving. He is however not the scheming type. Stubborn as a mule holds a few very strong beliefs. Surprisingly loving with those that have broken down his barriers. Asterion is the wicked beast and the belle. Carries a hatred of himself, a scar that has only just begun to heal. Bitter and jaded but willing to fight. An absolute workaholic works him to exhaustion. Liable to work himself to death. Cares deeply and has emotional depth. Very much like the ocean, he can be the calm sea or the turbulent storm. The shallow reef or the deepest trench. The cool current or the destructive tsunami.

Craves solitude, needs to recharge before socialising. Enjoys a debate but will happily bring someone down a peg or two. Finds that some are just stupid and regards them with contempt and condescension. Unsure in relationships and so tends to avoid them. Pride will be his downfall. Money buys everything and everyone. Patient.

Others will find it hard to get a rise out of him. Has great discipline and holds himself to a high standard. As previously stated he is a workaholic and does so because he feels as though he has to be constantly in motion. Appears cold yet when courting he is warm. Often practical love. Prefers to show love through actions rather than words. Seeks to provide. Stable.

Appearance: Asterion is not your average equine. He is much more suited a life on the sea than on land. He is exquisite in detail such a master craftsmanship only an expert could create. The stallion has heterochromia meaning his eyes are two different colours. His left eye is a striking Caribbean green while the right is a piercing scarlet red. He muzzle is draped in ebony and it slow creeps up his face soon spreading out into a paint splatter allowing for turquoise to hold centre stage. This turquoise traverses his neck and blends to sky blue, a subtle yet effective change. The majority of Asterions' body is navy his neck is once again splattered in a paint like manner with the navy now taking on such a form to incorporate the turquoise and blue more seamlessly. His forelegs are a grey and it creeps up them stopping just at the knee before changing gradually to the navy. His hind legs are different and only contain the grey at the fetlocks. The splatter markings are larger this time going up his turquoise blue legs and along his barrel. From his shoulder to the stifle is a almost spray can of black. A golden nose ring connects to both ears via ear piercings and a gold chain. A mane of cerulean midway through a splatter of black before once again becoming cerulean. His luscious tail starts out a darker navy before becoming a lighter blue eventually becoming that wonder cerulean you see on his mane. The legs have a good amount of feathering and his hooves are grey. His mane and tail are heavy and thick.
Magic Y/N: N

I changed some to black because I couldn't read it when it was the red XD

A New Beginning

Tue, 15 Dec 2020 20:06:14 +0000

Orion could hardly believe where he was. One moment he’d been exploring a patch of forest, the next, he was on what seemed like some sort of floating structure. He’d seen some glimmer of light, heard a faint crackle, almost like lightning, but then it was gone, and so was he. He’d found himself on the outskirts of what appeared to be a bustling city, filled with activity, with equine and cervine. And most, if not all, of them had wings! The inquisitive stallion was filled with amazement, and more than a little apprehension. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been in close proximity to so many people…if he ever had. It was more than a little overwhelming, especially since he didn’t, couldn’t, speak.

Feeling more than a little lost, Oreo looked about in vain for a sign that there was someone who would help him get his bearings. His wings were tucked closely to his sides, and helped shelter the scaled form of his companion Elara. Her white form blended in well with his own white coat, the only discernible features being her bright blue eyes and the little pink tongue as she tasted the air. She was wound loosely around his neck, her head tucked against the uppermost part of his wings.

As he looked around, he thought he spotted someone who had looked his way more than just to offer a judgmental glance, but he wasn’t entirely sure. So, he just lingered there, on the outskirts, looking incredibly lost.

Orion Blackwing

Tue, 15 Dec 2020 03:28:50 +0000

OOC Name: Fallen
How did you find this site?: Camy is the bestest so of course I'd follow her here <3

Character Name: Orion Blackwing
Character's Age: 12 yrs
Rank: Traveler
Personality: Oreo is so sweet he'd give anyone a cavity. He's a very kind soul who wouldn't think twice of giving the last of his food (or whatever it may be) to help someone else. He's very caring, protective, thoughtful, empathetic and he doesn't like seeing anyone suffer, no matter who they are or where they came from. For instance, if someone were burned/scarred, etc, he wouldn’t see anything “wrong” with them unless someone were to point it out, and even then, he still wouldn’t care. If anything, he would just want to know why they had to suffer such pain.

While he can be slow to trust, he is also quite gullible in that he takes someone at face value and believes they're being honest with him. In addition, he’s also insatiably curious, supportive, energetic, but at the same time shy. He’s full of contradictions it seems, but really, he just wants to make all the friends he can. One thing to note however is that Oreo is mute. He hasn't spoken since his mother died, and he doesn't remember if he ever did before her death. Nevertheless, he's always coming up with clever ways to communicate.
Appearance: Orion stands at 6 ft tall (18 hands high) and is a stunning white Pegasus. His wings are predominantly white with black spots. He has a white mane and tail, and around where his tail protrudes from his rump are a beautiful array of feathers akin to the tail plumage of a bird. He is able to ruffle his tail feathers (quite literally) independently of his tail.

His eyes are a pale icy blue, and the only spots of true color are his accessories. Oreo is often seen with numerous different brightly colored feathers tucked in amongst his mane. He also wears a necklace looped several times around his neck that can be seen on him at all times.
Magic Y/N: N
Wings? Y/N: White wings with black tipped feathers.

Jack Frost

Mon, 07 Dec 2020 06:34:06 +0000

^{OOC Name: Olive

How did you find this site?: Camy

Character Name: Jack Frost

Character's Age: 8 yrs

Rank: Traveler

Personality: There was a very specific reason why – as a newborn colt – Jack was named as he was. Names had great meaning and held great weight in his first herd. Once given, they followed their bearers around in very beneficial or terribly detrimental ways. Names had a way of sealing one’s future for better or worse, and changing that rarely ever occurred. Only a lucky few were able to escape what was placed on them, though there was no need to do that in this case.

Jack Frost was a very stoic being even from the very start. He did not prance around like other young horses did, or waste his time on things he considered fruitless endeavors. Others tried to get him to play countless times, though after so many refusals, they eventually stopped. It was not that he was a rude or cruel individual; rather he was just quiet and thoughtful. Jack took the time to think things through and his personality reflects that without a single, solitary doubt.

It is very easy for him to stand like a silent sentry in the background with blinking and breathing as the only indicators he is alive. When the proper time arises, Jack Frost will speak his piece, and go back as he was. The stallion is very intelligent and knowledgeable; he just does not find the need to ramble on aimlessly. Something must encourage or inspire him to open his mouth, and that is quite the task to do, though he speaks with great authority.

There is a downside to all of this unfortunately. A patient, observant creature has the tendency to find flaws and point them out unwarranted. While Jack Frost is a goal oriented type, if there is something he does not wish to do, he will not do it, end of story. He will stand firm and rooted where he wants to, so there might be a twinge of headstrongness engrained in there somewhere. Jack will get things done in an efficient manner, but on his terms.

Appearance: Jack Frost’s appearance is one that certainly sets him apart from others. And while no two horses are exactly alike, there is a very minute chance that another individual would even come close to looking like him anyways. That is just the way that it is, and always has been also. A mirror would be the only thing seemingly capable of duplicating such results that Jack has. Is that a good thing? Perhaps. Is that a bad thing? He has yet to see for certain.

Starting right off the bat with his build, Jack’s could be considered medium in size. He falls right about in the middle of the scale, and does not mind it one bit. Each size class has their advantages and disadvantages to them, why not have the best of both worlds? Regarding specifics, he has a long, narrowed snout that leads to a thick neck and straight back. This curves into muscular haunches, athletic legs, and finely chiseled hooves. He has a deep, almost barrel-like chest.

The coloration of the man’s coat contains a conglomeration of various patterns and shades to it. His base coat is a light gray and darkens in some places, especially on his muzzle where it is the most apparent. There are speckles of white all over his body. Jack Frost’s eyes are like pure crystal, untainted or tarnished. He has tribal-like markings on his forehead, chest, inner right leg, and on his hooves. His mane and tail are white with a very smoky quality to them.

As for the icing on the cake, this stallion has more added to his appearance. He is endowed on his head with two sets of swirling horns, one set bigger than the other. Jack has a leonine tail in addition to his normal wispy tail and mane. It looks like he was bedazzled with crystals on his chest; one bigger one in the center surrounded by smaller ones. Jack Frost does not necessarily have loud aesthetics, though the details can prove to be quite striking.

Magic Y/N: Yes

Magic Type: Ice/snow

Wings? Y/N: Yes, airy and transparent}

Syrilth's Tables

Sun, 06 Dec 2020 01:55:40 +0000

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It had been a long time since she came here and every time she did, she didn't like it. It just looked...too gray. Too ashy. Much as she was a dragon, this place was not fun to be around. Not to say she came here for fun, but because the smell of the fire was still strong in the air. Magic, always magic. It forced those to go with others unless another ruler came along. It was why she hardly came to it, she prefered those who came to the Red Wastes but, Tantibus and others were from here.

She just had to find the right equines who wanted to live in a rough yet tough environment. Everyone had their back, thanks to her rulership.

Her ears picked up the voices nearby and she froze to listen. One was familiar and the other wasn't. The younger filly with the curious wolf companion made Syrilth curious on how she was doing. She walked towards them, one of the branches crumbling to ash finally onto the ground from the brush of her wings. Her ears swiveled before being forward again. There was still some magic that made her irritated.

Sure enough, she was right. The little filly and her wolf along with a stranger she didn't know who was colored like the northern lights. The very lights that she saw while out exploring few years ago during her time away from Elysium.

"Hey." It was all she said at the beginning for now. Her greetings were still rough around the edges but she felt it was best. "How'd you two get here?" she asked the filly and mare as she walked over closer to them.

She could lead them out and could let them decide where to go. But first, introductions. Even if it was clumsy from her.

Making an entrance

Sun, 06 Dec 2020 01:53:45 +0000

In the darker area of the bustling kingdom, set within an alleyway, a portal sparked to life. It began to hum, causing some to look as Syrilth stumbled through. She never stumbled, the portal had literally spat her through making her skid onto the cobblestone. Her wings spanned out earning a gasp. They were immense, they had to be to pick up her large and muscled figure. Her eyes immediately saw those nearby and stared at them for a second before whirling around.  "What is this?!" Some things never changed, for her temper still flared up when she was surprised - again - by magic. The portal shimmered and crackled with lightning before it suddenly stopped as if it didn't just send her in this dark area.

She heard the whispers nearby and wasn't afraid to stare at them outright. They whispered about her wings, wings that she had so many years ago earned. She had come upon something that had sent her here while searching for her long lost love, Isolde, but to no avail. Little hope flared within her but curiosity of where she was won out.  "You three! Where am I?" She walked up to towards them, her wings folding behind her in a relax position, while her hooves clopped and thudded on the stone. They looked up at before one of them cleared their throat. "Why you're in the dark parts of the kingdom, traveler. The Isles of Volatilis, ruled by King - " They stopped, for she was already walking away.

This place was like nothing she had ever seen. There were tall structures and as she walked through the alleyway, no one dared to walk towards her even though she stared at them for a while. Was she so intimidating? Surely she couldn't have been the only dragonic horse they've ever seen. Syrilth let out a snort, remembering the times some did who were fearful of her while others weren't back so long ago.  She finally got out of the alleyway and dark part, she could see that pegasi were seen everywhere both walking and in the air. So many of them! Her eyes narrowed to block the sun, which was always a welcome sight. Some had armor and some didn't, just like her. Up ahead was a market but she wasn't a fan of a crushing crowd, so she kept to the outer areas.

If she was here, she needed to find out what here consisted of. So it was time to explore as much as possible, a feat she had done many times that it was done without hesitation.

Syrilth

Sat, 05 Dec 2020 22:29:44 +0000

OOC Name: Camy
How did you find this site?: I made it

Character Name: Syrilth
Character's Age: 15
Rank: Traveler
Personality: Syrilth was once a hothead of a mare who would attack, and land sharp words, upon anyone who crossed her. Where she once bathed in blood, she is now calm, like a silent hunter rather than a bloodthirsty charger. Especially if they were upon her territory without asking permission. What used to be a bloodthirsty killer who had forgotten what her kind was made for, Syrilth is a battle machine who thinks before reacting, but don't be fooled. While she may have..."softened" up, those who knows her would jab at her about, she's still quick to get aggressive towards others whom are sexist towards mares. She had once ran a stallion out of her kingdom years ago who tried to strike a laughable deal by insulting her immensely and other mares are a one way trip to being attacked. A bite at his flank while he ran was a clear message.

Her most recognizable trait - especially for those who know her or met her already - is that she has no tact. She's blunt as they can be and she isn't afraid to voice it. With a disciplined upbringing, she is the opposite of staying quiet. Her bluntness has also earned her nicknames, which just glides off her back depending on who says them.
Appearance: Syrilth looks more like a shadow than that of an equine with dragonic features. She has a black coat, as if the darkness itself spat her out, and it is usually covered in dirt rather than glossy. Even her eyes are void of color, completely black, giving her a very eerie presence. The only light that shines in them is the light sources up in the sky and nearby. This mare is very tall at 20hh and robust like a stallion, showing off her strength with well developed muscles after years of training in her homeland.

Upon her crown are twisting long, black horns like that of a Greater Kudu gives off an illusion that she is much taller than her actual height. Developed to frighten other species, as well as prey, to back off or pay the price. Her mane is slightly long, rugged and a little dirty at times, while her tail teases the ground. This is so she is quick in traveling as well as able to fight without worrying they will get tangled. Her hooves are black and cloven, giving them a sharp and deadly appearance. While not very dragonic, she knows how to wield these bad boys.

However, the one thing you should worry about are those fangs that peek out from her mouth that are long. These forewarns others that she is also a carnivore, feasting on anyone, especially when getting too near without permission. She uses these fangs in battle, often biting down and tearing off flesh in large chunks maximum. Don't be surprised if she eats in front of you after injuring you. What you should be surprised for is what comes next...

Dragonic wings shoot up from her back, the massive size adding more to her already large figure of 20hh. Her wings however she was not born with. They were earned when she had to let go of her love and go back to her kingdom at the time without being selfish. Black scales here and there upon her back, her neck, and partially around her belly to act as protection upon her weaker areas after proving herself worthy of leadership to her dragonic blood.
Magic Y/N: Yes
Magic Type: White Fire
Wings? Y/N: Yes, dragonic and black.

Luvena

Fri, 04 Dec 2020 03:46:05 +0000

OOC Name: Lull
How did you find this site?: camy <3 <3 <3

Character Name: Luvena
Character's Age: 8
Rank: traveler
Personality:
update// October 2019

Over the past two years she has been jostled from place to place. Elysium crumbled and she left, for mythos... which in turn crumbled as well. She has been left with a hollowness. Not knowing where her children are has pierced a whole in her heart, and seeks distraction from it all.
While she was happy before, now she is exhausted. and longs simply for a place to settle.

update// september 2017

Nervous||quiet||happy||accepting

The events of her life have given her every reason to be nervous and jumpy. trusting strangers has become a hard task for her, and she is always on guard when meeting them, fearing the worst, and jumping to the worst conclusions. It takes her a while to let down her guard, and who could blame her, she is vulnerable, and too many have broken her trust. too many have betrayed her and taken her home and her friends.
She is silent, even more, soft-spoken then she used to be, one must be listening carefully to hear her musings. she doesn't mind, it means that those who don't listen... she just won't talk to.
More then anything right now... she is happy with her life. yes she is exhausted, yes she is in pain, she has endured the worst and lost her home. lost her dearest friend. But she has safety, she has two children and love. More love in her heart then she could have ever dreamt of. and she is grateful for that, not taking it for granted. She is happy, incredibly so.
Probably more then anything now... she is accepting. of what has happened to her, what is to be of her life. Fires and magic and rampant queens. she has accepted it all. She has accepted her illness and her fore coming death. She has spent too long denying it, regretting it. She has decided not to do that anymore. She has had many good things, and that is enough for her. ,br>
Original
Sickly||Tired||caring||Kind||Stubborn||

Luvena is a very sickly mare, she was born very ill, and her parents were certain she wouldn't live, she did pull through, however she remained sickly. On a very bad day, she can hardly bring herself to move, an she is in pain and she can't eat. On good she is simply tired, on an average day, she tends to be in pain, all over, from head to hooves, not incapacitating but uncomfortable still. She spent years with the best healers trying to figure out what was wrong with her but to no avail.
As mentioned above she is always tired, she can't do much for long periods of time really, and if she does push herself to hard, it often has bad results. Traveling long distances is not something she can do often.
Though she can't really care for her own illness in general Luvena is a very caring and nurturing mare. she would put herself in danger if it were to help another. she is also exremely kind kind.
And last of all she is extremely stubborn, despite her weakness, she is always trying to do more then she is capable of, and she will try to hide it if something is to much for her or if shes having a bad day.
Appearance:
Luvena is a, or would be a beautiful mare... but her beauty goes unnoticed often, due to the dullness of her coat, and the lack of shine in her turquoise eyes, as if a matte film is drawn over them in an effort to hide any light. She has an almost pink-brown coat, which becomes lighter at her chest, flank, hocks and knee, almost a light golden tone. she has dapples of the same color on her barrel that rest underneath the other markings. She is painted irregular charcoal-colored splashes on her body, covering her face, neck, and stomach, as if someone took a burnt branch from her homeland and scribbled over her. Her mane fades from black to that same charcoal grey, and her tail is a creamy white color. Her hooves are dark reddish-brown, as if stained the color of old blood. She is an extremely thin and delicate mare, to the point where her ribs can be clearly seen through her dull ragged coat. it is partially out of under-eating (a result of her precarious health) but also simply because of her fragile health. Her legs hardly look like they can support her, and some days the skinny things hardly can. On a good day, her coat and eyes might hold a little bit of shine, but typically they are dull and plain, and yet somehow they still manage to clearly convey whatever she might be feeling truly the windows to her heart and soul.
Magic Y/N: no

Ingrid Ka

Mon, 30 Nov 2020 18:06:30 +0000

OOC Name: SecondChances
How did you find this site?: I think it was either DA or discord

Character Name: Ingrid Ka
Character's Age: 4yrs
Rank: Traveler
Personality: The girl is quite the sweetheart. She tends to adopt or take in those who are in need. She doesn't like to see anyone suffer or being taken advantage of. She can sometimes be a bit naive herself. She wants to be a great sheildmaiden like her great-grandmother.
Appearance: She is of the medium type build. She is a black, blue, green and white. She has vine markings that cross on her face. Green and gold colored eyes. Her mane and tail is a black with some green highlights. Deformity wise she has vine like markings on her face that she inherited from her mom. She had inherited and will pass on the black circles around her eyes. While the skeletal teeth didn't show, she as inherited the genetics in order to pass them on. She has star markings that tend to twinkle through the night
Magic Y/N: Yes
Magic Type: Siren Song
Wings? Y/N: No

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