Post by ƒireh! on Mar 28, 2014 12:05:20 GMT -5
Name: Relic
Age: 10 years
Breed: Thoroughbred x Arabian
Gender: Male
Height: 16 hh
Coat Color: black
Mane Color: black
Tail Color: black
Eye Color: black, though one is scarred over and white, blinded by injury
Markings: none
Extra Features: small rocky growths that grow in patches along his spine, rump and lower legs
Alliance: Light
Personality: Relic is a wise old soul, really. Coming from dark origins, he found himself a life of peace and comfort when he finally saw the error of his ways and fell in love. Even after her death, he's still carried plenty of wisdom in his soul and body. Ever the kind and gentle creature, many a horse respect Relic, and he in turn, respects them. Never one to judge at first glance, it's hard to not get along with him. He's calm and collected, loyal to those he trusts and very giving to those that need it. He protects his alliance with his entire being, and tends to forge truces and alliances with everyone. He's well known for extending the olive branch to anyone and everyone, believing in second chances.
Description: Built solidly, Relic has the body of his cross: a leggy and compactly muscled creature with a solid neck and a smooth head. Thick and plush hair grows from his nape and rump, falling in black sheets of silken shine, hardly ever tangled. Across his left eye, a scar disfigures his face, causing the once black eye to be milky white and blinded. The rest of his body is without a trace of a marking or scar; a smooth inky expanse of midnight black, at least in color. His body sports strange rocky growths along his spine and rump, as well as his lower legs. These rocks can be knocked off and easily regrow, only appearing in small patches that make him look like an aging remnant of the olden times.
History: Relic has come a long way. Originating from lands far from Nevermourne, when he was first around, he was a Dark at heart. A dastardly and mean spirited monster, he went by the name of Talisman and spent his time force claiming and harming others, creating chaos where he went. At least, until he met.. her. Her, being Timeline, his love, his heart. At first, she rejected him for his dastardly ways, and he drew back in surprise, and for the first time in his life began to think of his actions and what they caused others. He began a journey of self discovery and eventually came to terms with himself, shedding his old self like a bad jacket and donning the name Relic as well as a new view on life, returning a changed man to try and woo Timeline. It worked, and while they loved each other, Timeline grew sick and died, leaving Relic on his own. He began to journey around the lands, gaining knowledge and wisdom as he did, discovering places and learning how others worked. Eventually, there came a time where he took a place as Light King in the old lands, and forged a friendship and truce with the dastardly Dark King, Xeus, the cannibal that tore everyone to pieces, and yet respected Relic. With the friendship, others began to realize just how respectable Relic was, and as he aged and stepped down with the whole of the continent swirling around him. He traveled a little bit, and when he came back.. things were in chaos. The Lights were destroyed by a mare named Kurai, who took hold of the island by force, and he himself aided in helping the Lights as the Darks threw themselves into chaos. Eventually, things settled, and he politely took time to himself and left with a few goodbyes once he was sure they were safe. He traveled for a couple years, and eventually ended up here in Nevermourne, once more finding himself Light King and ruling with his people rather than over them.