SPRING The weather is slowly warming up once again. Plants and flowers and beginning to spring up and brightening the landscape again. While most days are quite plesant, storms are certain to pass by from time to time.
May 10, 2014
With the activity check closed, boards will be cleaned up and hopefully we can get some activity going here again! Some tension between the angelics and possessed is still brewing, and if you'd like to be a part of that, be sure to check out the plotting board where you can find the thread on that. Let's try to get some more activity going everyone! Also, the items for characters idea is still being worked on by staff. - Tigress
Zamora; 4yo dark bay mare, unaligned, wandering Solitaire; 4yo black tobiano stallion, desolate, leader of alliance wandering Image; 3yo chestnut roan filly, angelic, wandering Eiryl; 5yo seal bay mare, angelic, wandering Awry; 4yo sooty bay stallion, possessed, challenging for alliance leader, King of Exodus/leader of alliance Tatterdemalion; 2yo chocolate palomino colt, angelic, wandering Eerie; 6yo dark bay pintaloosa mare, unaligned, resident of the Exiled Lands Petrify; 3yo black overo colt, possessed, resides in Soul
Last Edit: Sept 9, 2013 6:36:30 GMT -5 by symphony
Name ; Zamora Age ; 4yo Gender ; Mare Breed ; Thoroughbred Height ; 15hh Eyes ; Brown Coat ; Dark Bay Mane & Tail ; Black Alliance ; Unallied Raven ; no Personality ; Zamora is a jumpy little creature; nervous and easily distracted. She is scared of pretty much EVERYTHING, and it certainly keeps her busy, too busy to hold a proper conversation or remember anything for any amount of time. She's a little over-energetic most of the time and never stops moving, and finds it hard to hold a full conversation with anyone as she tends to blurt out things mid-conversation and change the topic.
Name ; Solitaire (Soli) Age ; 4 years Gender ; Stallion Breed ; Paint Height ; 15.3hh Eyes ; Blue Coat ; Black and white tobiano Mane & Tail ; Black, streak of white in mane Alliance ; Desolate Raven ; no Personality ; Most times he seeks his own company and keeps to himself, but other times he craves the company of others. He doesn't divulge into his personal life or past with even the closest of friends. Solitaire is a deep thinker and rarely smiles or shows his joy, even though inside he may be happy about something. He tends to keep everything to himself, and stay out of others affairs; though occasionally the kinder side of his heart will surface when witness to great injustice.
Name; Image Age; 3 Gender; Filly Breed; Mustang x Arabian Height; 14.2hh Eyes; Brown Colour; Chestnut Roan Mane & Tail; Chestnut Alliance; Angelic Raven; Corbeau is much calmer than Image, and sees himself as her bodyguard, in a sense. He usually simply goes along with her wild plans and tries to talk her out of the more dangerous aspects, knowing that she won't listen if he tries to stop everything she wants to do. Personality; Image is headstrong and free-willed - most days she will be found wandering and playing in whatever place takes her interest. She doesn't like seeing others being bullied or beaten and her impulsive nature usually sees her stepping in without really thinking about what she's doing. She has attitude too, and isn't afraid to show it; generally, she tries to intimidate people and convince them she doesn't need anyone to protect or care for her, though from the amount of trouble she finds herself in, it really wouldn't hurt.
NAME eiryl AGE five years GENDER mare BREED thoroughbred x arabian HEIGHT 16.1 hands
EYES blue COAT seal bay MANE&TAIL black
RAVEN navi is her guidance now, though her rebellious side often gets the better of her. PERSONALITY eiryl may look grown up, but she never really progressed from a foal's mindset. she's childish and sweet, and dreams of flying more than anything else. HISTORY grew up in a good herd, with a good mother who looked after the poor darling even as a yearling and two year old, but was left to wander after it was broken up by a possessed stallion.
Name Awry Age 4 years Gender Stallion Breed Arabian Height 16hh Alliance Possessed Lands Exodus
Coat Sooty Bay Eyes Dark Brown Banners Black
Personality Easy to anger and always in a stormy mood, no matter how much you try to bring him joy. Awry has this weird fascination with storms, and so in summer particularly he is generally in a constantly bad mood. He won't hesitate to lash out if provoked, and is a big believer in revenge - he can't bear to be overruled or seen as weak. Raven Oscill is very similar to Awry, cruel and unbending. Long, sharp claws and beak grace his features, and he prides himself in the gloss of his feathers, complete with a hint of blue when caught by the sun. History Wandered into the lands of Ravenhaught hungry for power, and soon took over as leader of the Possessed.
Personality :: Tatter likes everyone and everything. He's very lively and friendly, bouncing around all over the place, and eager to learn; though he is also very impressionable and so can occasionally have problems identifying equines with darker motive
History :: Born in the Exiled Lands to a twisted stallion and simpleton mare, Tatterdemalion never really fit in there. He was much to bright and, as his father soon found out, hard to squash. He was hated and shunned in his herd there, simply for being different, his only company his mother who didn't understand joy from pain anyway. Eventually, he plucked up the courage to leave and start a better life for himself somewhere else, retracing his parent's steps from long ago to bring himself to the rest of Ravenhaught.
Name :: Eerie Age :: 6 Gender :: Mare Breed :: Pintaloosa Height :: 15.3hh Eyes :: Dark brown Coat :: Bay tobiano blanket Mane & Tail :: Black, brown and white Alliance :: Unaligned Raven :: No Personality :: Bitter and angry, always snappish and generally not nice to have anything to do with. She's icy cold and opens to no one, having given up her hopes and dreams a long time ago. Most who dare approach this snarky mare leave feeling very offended and in a bad mood. Past the cold exterior though, she has a soft spot for foals, always having wanted one of her own but never having had one, and the gentle soul she once was lies buried by her past. History :: Eerie was unwanted from the moment she was born, her mother a mare with no home or herd and no desire to join one. She kept the filly, grudgingly, unable to lose her though she tried many times. Her mother was thoroughly unsettled by the way Eerie was able to find her no matter how far she ran from the foal, how the filly could shadow her without a sound, and eventually Eerie realised this and left, striking out on her own.
Through her travels, she fell in and out of love several times, used, betrayed and left behind every time until she just stopped caring, going with whoever's fancy she took at the time and leaving when they grew bored of having her around. Once, she carried a foal, but to her immense misery, the filly couldn't survive the winter she was born in. Eventually, her travels brought a beaten-down and unfriendly Eerie to Ravenhaught, either for a fresh start, or the same old charade.
Pet is just that; somebody's lost little pet. He's completely gullible and moldable to your needs, once you've given him a reason to serve you that he thinks is good enough (there's really no predicting what he'll accept and refuse though). He's a wicked little soul when not kept under a firm hand, creeping up on you or haunting some dark part of the land with his creepy features just for fun. He takes delight in the strangest, most wicked things, for no discernible reason. Pet is a bit of a dunce, really, prone to failure and uncontrollable laughing fits over nothing, among other things. His mind holds nly one thing at a time, and rotates from complete focus to skipping from subject to subject with no apparent connection between them. In short, he's a strange, unpredictable little creature from the dark depths of the lands, and no one really has the time or effort needed to bring him somewhat closer to sanity - he's just there to do their dirty work. History
The exact details have long since slipped through his sieve-like mind, but he vaguely remembers a plains area and a herd, and also being teased and pushed out by the other young horses in the herd. Still, he doggedly followed that herd, even after all the other colts and fillies of his age had struck out on their own, and his father let him hang around, not even feeling the least bit threatened by Pet because of his complete lack of a brain. The mares teased him then, even his mother - who had a bigger, prettier colt foal by then, this time with his head screwed on right - shortening his name to Pet and acting no better than any of the youngsters had. Stupid as he was though, over time the bad treatment turned Pet vicious and sour in response, twisting him until he barely noticed anything that truly was beautiful in the world. He didn't know what beautiful was. Inevitably, one day he got a little too bold, lashing out at one of the herd leader's favourites, and bringing the wrath of his father down upon him. Pet had learnt by then though - not long after, the battle had been fought and Pet had scattered the entire herd. Then, then he stood completely alone in the world; not two days later, he picked up his feet and left that place, wandering far away looking for someone else to follow, but they all just put him to work against their enemies, or guarding them, or some other silly task or two, and then dumped him, leaving him to wander his way right out of their lives, until eventually, he wandered his way right into Ravenhaught. Threads