Post by thekrab on May 18, 2008 15:19:07 GMT -7
Character Name: Reivious
Gender: Stallion
Alliance: Unicorn
Height: 17'1
Age: 8
Description: Reivious is a big horse, and with big I mean masculine AND tall. The stallion's large bod is pure muscle, carefully treated and taken care of over the years, though no-stallion cannot escape without a battlescar or two. His legs are long and lean, quick with race and with fight, despite his size. His speed makes him hard to hit when it comes to battle, and his sheer battle makes him a formidable opponent in any type of match. The brute wear's a coat of red, a light crimson highlighted with golden tiger-like marking snaking up his limbs. His neck is proudly arched and elegant, weilding the same, attractive markings as those daring legs. Revious deems a fine head, which is gold in colour due to one of the neck stripes masking his whole profile. Unique about this stud, the area around his eyes remains the light red colour, as if he wore a mask, giving him a mishevious, but often thought cute, appearance. His mane and tail are deffenetly his best feature, a beautiful mix between the palomino and grimson, creating a sort of chocolete, molting together smoothly into locks of hair enviable even by the mares. The visionaries glow amber, like that of a hawks, appearing as if they detect anything in his wake. Top that off with a snazzy black horn, and you have one devious, yet handsome unicorn.
Personality: Despite his rather dark and mysterious appearance, Reivious is a gentleman in everyway, though sneaky at times. He is often serious, but can be persuaded to play if one really wants it. He tries to treat all equally, (though he has never really favored horses), but those who rile him must pay the price. Though as a last resort, Reivious is particuarly good at fighting, and will not take the time to chat over a cup of tea. Some may say his temper is a little unrelenting, but he is a pretty fair creature in all, and often doesn't kill his victim. When he IS playful, the stallion has a great sense of humor and loves to gallop and romp in the fields, and especially play tricks on the older ones. Despite his young age, he is rather smart, and has a favourite past time of talking the myths and battles with the elders. Rei doesn't have many pet peaves, but the main one is know-it-alls. He hates them! The thought of even being around one makes him sick, and when he is, the inner concious reminds himself to humor them. Often ending in much sarcasim and a slight verbal disagreement. He tries his best to be his best around the mares, great around fellow stallions, and tries to hide the frequent waves of grief that wash over him at times.
History: They say a past should be forgotten, that it will have nothing to do with your future or anyone else's really, but for some, like Rei, it is hard to forget. He was born out of wedlock (his mother was basically what one would call a whore) and was soon abandoned by his mother at the age of three months, most likely she was off to find another stud stupid enough to breed her, and the sad thing was, Reivious was glad to be rid of her. Figuring it was destine to find his father and set things straight, the colt searched the lands until he was four years of age, only to find by word of the wind that his father was killed in the war between the two groups, unicorn and equine. Finding that he had no destiny, Rei went into a two year slump. During which he sulked and wandered, thinking that his life was over and that he should just quit. At age seven, his life changed. A nearly dead unicorn stumbled upon him, asking for company. He was well around nine hundred years of age, and only wanted company for his final days. The unicorn, Ghothea, told many stories, many of war and many of peace. The dying beast intrigued Reivious, and he was determained to get within the alliance of unicorns, and help wage the battle they were in. Reivious spent a whole year of break-neck training, furiously getting his body into amazing shape and stature, honing his skills and wits, becoming a war machine. He tread upon New York in his eigth year, and is determained to get both respect, and self pride, out of fighting with his kind.
Status: Finished
Gender: Stallion
Alliance: Unicorn
Height: 17'1
Age: 8
Description: Reivious is a big horse, and with big I mean masculine AND tall. The stallion's large bod is pure muscle, carefully treated and taken care of over the years, though no-stallion cannot escape without a battlescar or two. His legs are long and lean, quick with race and with fight, despite his size. His speed makes him hard to hit when it comes to battle, and his sheer battle makes him a formidable opponent in any type of match. The brute wear's a coat of red, a light crimson highlighted with golden tiger-like marking snaking up his limbs. His neck is proudly arched and elegant, weilding the same, attractive markings as those daring legs. Revious deems a fine head, which is gold in colour due to one of the neck stripes masking his whole profile. Unique about this stud, the area around his eyes remains the light red colour, as if he wore a mask, giving him a mishevious, but often thought cute, appearance. His mane and tail are deffenetly his best feature, a beautiful mix between the palomino and grimson, creating a sort of chocolete, molting together smoothly into locks of hair enviable even by the mares. The visionaries glow amber, like that of a hawks, appearing as if they detect anything in his wake. Top that off with a snazzy black horn, and you have one devious, yet handsome unicorn.
Personality: Despite his rather dark and mysterious appearance, Reivious is a gentleman in everyway, though sneaky at times. He is often serious, but can be persuaded to play if one really wants it. He tries to treat all equally, (though he has never really favored horses), but those who rile him must pay the price. Though as a last resort, Reivious is particuarly good at fighting, and will not take the time to chat over a cup of tea. Some may say his temper is a little unrelenting, but he is a pretty fair creature in all, and often doesn't kill his victim. When he IS playful, the stallion has a great sense of humor and loves to gallop and romp in the fields, and especially play tricks on the older ones. Despite his young age, he is rather smart, and has a favourite past time of talking the myths and battles with the elders. Rei doesn't have many pet peaves, but the main one is know-it-alls. He hates them! The thought of even being around one makes him sick, and when he is, the inner concious reminds himself to humor them. Often ending in much sarcasim and a slight verbal disagreement. He tries his best to be his best around the mares, great around fellow stallions, and tries to hide the frequent waves of grief that wash over him at times.
History: They say a past should be forgotten, that it will have nothing to do with your future or anyone else's really, but for some, like Rei, it is hard to forget. He was born out of wedlock (his mother was basically what one would call a whore) and was soon abandoned by his mother at the age of three months, most likely she was off to find another stud stupid enough to breed her, and the sad thing was, Reivious was glad to be rid of her. Figuring it was destine to find his father and set things straight, the colt searched the lands until he was four years of age, only to find by word of the wind that his father was killed in the war between the two groups, unicorn and equine. Finding that he had no destiny, Rei went into a two year slump. During which he sulked and wandered, thinking that his life was over and that he should just quit. At age seven, his life changed. A nearly dead unicorn stumbled upon him, asking for company. He was well around nine hundred years of age, and only wanted company for his final days. The unicorn, Ghothea, told many stories, many of war and many of peace. The dying beast intrigued Reivious, and he was determained to get within the alliance of unicorns, and help wage the battle they were in. Reivious spent a whole year of break-neck training, furiously getting his body into amazing shape and stature, honing his skills and wits, becoming a war machine. He tread upon New York in his eigth year, and is determained to get both respect, and self pride, out of fighting with his kind.
Status: Finished