slow decent into madness

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[atrb=background,http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d76/ranorm/rissienbg.png] the pale man full name Rissien Ahnas nickname(s) Riss, Rissy, boy pronunciation riss-ee-enh ah-nass age || six years, spring born gender || stallion loyal to || himself rank || light alpha alignment || light voiced by Gideon Emery breed || iberian mutt height || 16.1hh build || classic baroque faults || none listed, possible violent tendancies colour || perlino dun markings || leg barring, dorsal stripe eye colour || pale hazel-blue genetics || A+a / E+ e / crm+crm+ / D+d sire || Vayne Ahnas - former light king, deceased dam || Masquerade - missing, presumed deceased siblings || Vienne Velvet (half sisters out of Rae), Cyric (half brother out of Vienna) - all missing children || None paternal grandsire || Epideme Ahnas paternal granddam || Ahrodie Soleil other family || basically anyone from the Soleil line. A natural snake oil salesman, smooth and charming when he needs to be, a façade to hide his true nature. Behind the lopsided smiles and friendly nature lies a ruthless and spiteful heart, a tainted and twisted sole that longs for something that eludes him - for the moment. He is the designated heir to his father's throne and he yearns to take the crown from around Vayne's head. But he will not act on the occasional desire to kill his father, he is nothing if not patient. But he will kill any that challenge his right to rule. Nothing will stop him from attaining the crown. He despises waste and admires beauty, even in the ugliest of things. He finds the way his father has handled his kingdom as abhorrent, and often finds himself away from the empty palace in disgust. A masterful actor, as cunning as a fox, he can play any role that is required of him - but eventually, his true nature bleeds through. He is not a kind and gentle man by nature, but he does at least try. In the end, however, he is selfish - and only time will tell if that will change.

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[atrb=background,http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d76/ranorm/zaykabg.png] the missing zayka has recently been spotted by the waterfall. is it possible she never left at all? full name Zayka Kovalyov Soleil nickname(s) none pronunciation zhai-KAH soh-lay age || eleven years, spring born gender || mare loyal to || Morpheus Achristos none rank || neutral mare alignment || neutral voiced by undefined as of yet breed || mongrel, arabian influences height || 15.3hh build || stocky, muscular, feminine curves faults || cyclical depression colour || loud chestnut overo markings || medicine hat, colour along spine, colour on legs eye colour || heterochromatic genetics || A+a / e e / sire || Ankh Soleil - deceased dam || Zinaida Kovalyov - deceased siblings || a forgotten lot children || None maternal grandsire || Satin Stitches maternal granddam || Arachne Kovalyov other family || Vayne Ahnas(cousin) Poor forgotten, overlooked Zayka. Pity her, that uncut gemstone left to gather dust. The longest lived of her line and the most unloved. Desolate, ignored; a little broken bird in a gilded cage. She longs to take flight, to unfurl those weak and broken wings and feel the wind, but she knows that it will never happen. She sings in that cage but her song is unheard. Uncaring eyes stare past her, not seeing her. She fears the darkness but has come to know it. She understands it will kill her, but she knows not when. She knows that she will not die like her mother, a broken heart is the only thing she will not know. She has never known love, never felt it warm her heart and mercifully she had never known heartbreak. You cannot have one without the other, she figures. And so she will not let herself love, not even herself. She was a wanted child until her mother saw her father in her. Then she was all but abandoned. In the end, there was nothing but an indifference when it came to a mother's love. Pity her and her closed off heart, pity the girl in the white dress that's stained with blood. For she will never know what love feels like.

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[atrb=background,http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d76/ranorm/saligiabg.png] the black magic woman full name Saligia Mohrotar (Grimm) nickname(s) her brother called her 'Sali', no one else is permitted to pronunciation sal-ee-gee-ah mor-row-tar age || fourteen years, spring born gender || mare loyal to || herself rank || loner, rogue, wanderer, vagrant - take your pick alignment || dark breed || hot-blooded mongrel, saddlebred type height || 16.2hh build || thin thin thin, anorexic and malnourished but fully fit, a greyhound in horse form faults || seems to be too thin, nothing otherwise colour || unfading black markings || broken blaze, sock (right hind) eye colour || rich honey-amber genetics || aa / E+ e sire || Ghost Mohrotar - deceased dam || Rhada Manthis Grimm - deceased siblings || Driscoll Grimm (full brother) - deceased children || None The last of her line, the witch of the wilds. A fierce and independent spirit that will never be broken, her soul a black flame that will never be doused. She bends to the whim of no man, though many have tried. She strides across the face of the world like a ghastly phantom; some say ill fortune follows her, that she carries a curse. Mares keep their foals away from her, they warn their stallions not to get entangled. Indeed, her web is vast and complex and many would get ensnared if they dared venture into it. But few do, because they take heed of the warnings. They stay away, and she is pleased. She values silence and peace above all things, she would never be the one to go looking for power or danger. She would never start a war, she would never fall prey to the sins of envy or lust. She barely registers any physical attraction to anything anymore, though her looks have garnered the attention of several stallions that many mares would want. She feels no need to continue the bloodline, though she might consider it if the opportunity presents itself. There was only one she had considered before, and he is long gone. She hardly ever angers, try to rile her up into a fight and you'll just get a sympathetic smile and open pity. She feels sorry for those cursed with such feelings. To this end, she would make a poor ruler...and it is a good thing she never wanted such.