Post by c h a n t e || on Nov 15, 2010 18:42:41 GMT -5
Thy blessing be Amulet
The equines organ are virile
His gift is fire
Amulet has seen fifteen years
Thy epidermis is stained moonwashed with ebony points
His stature stands at 16.3 hands
His blood runs thoroughbred
The dream...or nightmare ||
Amulet was blessed to be upon this land by his dam, Tiana, with the gift of flames and his sire, Samus, who also had the ability to control flames. Amulet was brought to this realm in the miracle of birth in April when the earth is starting to renew from the harsh winter. His charcoal occulars opened to the sight of new bright emerald stalks and the sight of his beloved golden dam. Like most tykes he stood quickly and was on his way to becoming a grown equine. Amulet flew through the phases that a normal growing equine would experience until he started to notice something different about his chassi. His bones quivered at the power he felt and soon he was on his way to controlling fire much like his origins. They were powerful and his sire was moving up through skill levels quickly.
Amulet had only the best teachers. He envied his sire with his entire heart. Samus was his hero, his teacher, his world. Samus was dedicated to stopping the nightmares and the dark that followed them. Samus would sometimes be gone for days with other equines that wanted to stop this epidemic. Amulet knew his sire was fighting something but was unaware of how dangerous this world was. Like any mother his dam shielded him from the truth until he was old enough. When Amulet reached the mature age the truth was revealed. His entire life so far was training to help fight the epidemic and before his conscious could fathom the reality of everything he was in combat along side his origins.
The battles continued and somehow the young Amulet had continued to make it out alive. The day finally came when Amulet followed his "troops" into battle. He fought along side his sire. Braces flew, ivories flashed, fire raged, equines fell to the lithosphere asleep only to get their skulls crushed by nightmares. Amulet watched as his father slumped against the earth with a thud. His muscular chassi rippled as the weight of a nightmare crushed him. Amulet's skeleton stood entirely motionless while he watched the ones around him fall to the earth. His lower appendages took flight without his conscious awareness. His daggers churned at the lithosphere furiously as he tried to escape the sight. He was still young, his powers only enough to fend off. Much to his dismay he didn't escape. His chassi hurled at the earth in mid-run. His structure slammed against the earth with force as he remained motionless. Daggers and ivories ripped at his epidermis violently and suddenly it stopped. Amulet laid motionless against the earth for quiet some time. When he finally came to reality he had lost track of time. The land was quiet and eerie. He folded his appendages and struggled to stand. His muscles burned and his pelt itched. Amulet had been in a coma for over a week. He dragged his weak chassi through the lands until eventually his strength returned, but he didn't stop traveling. Amulet continued to travel throughout the realm avoiding everything and everyone. Finally one day, the sun stood high upon the atmosphere. Amulet had stopped for water. His lanterns searched his reflection upon the still pond. He didn't see himself though, he saw a coward that his sire would scowl at. Amulet had ran from his fight, his reality, his calling. With this realization Amulet changed direction and let his appendages carry him back towards society.
The picture ||
Amulet is built as a thoroughbred breed. His stature is tall and stands at about 16.3 hands high. As a young equine his chassi was lanky like most other thoroughbreds but as Amulet traveled his stature filled out thickly with muscle. His travels through high climates and tough terrains build his stature quickly and strongly. His epidermis his stained moonwashed with ashen strands littered throughout. Upon this ivory and ashen exterior is petite charcoal colored flea bitten spots that have collected over his pelt with time. His mandible is dipped in ebony along with his doublets. The epidermis around his occulars are also painted charcoal.
The thoughts ||
Amulet is now very independent since his experience. He continues to remain reserved about his past but with the right pushing can open up. He lived alone for so long that he sometimes forgets what is socially acceptable. He has a quick tongue that can get him into trouble if he doesn't watch his thoughts. He can be very opinionated about situations and beliefs. But despite the hard exterior of a alone virile he can be very lovable. He has a soft heart for family and anyone can access that with the right pushing. He longs for someone to share his life with but is afraid to lose the ones close to him again. He remains very loyal to his cause and this follows him through every aspect in his life.
Good addition? ||
Amulet is a good addition to the fight because he grew being trained to help fight. It's engraved in his skull and throughout every fiber in his being. He's loyal to his commitments and to his beliefs. Plus he would like some revenge for his origins souls that the nightmares took.
Mii ||
I'm Chante, I used to RP on Feathered Hooves. That's how I met everyone and I have my own site that kinda went downhill sadly =[
I have been rping on and off for so many years that I can't remember. lol
