Post by Kaxan on Nov 6, 2011 22:31:10 GMT -5
Name: Rishka
Age: 5
Gender: mare
Breed: Paso Fino
Height: 14'3hh
Coat Color: silver dappled gray
Mane/tail Color: white and silver
Eye Color: metallic blue
Markings: white mask; sock on right hind
Alignment: dark
Personality: She hides everything behind a mask and takes great delight in pulling this kind of jade's trick. She has pretended and fooled lights that she is one of them, though inwardly she's calculating. Extremely vain, she has a tendency of jealousy, but again, hides her jealousy well. She has a smart tongue and is not afraid to play her looks to get what she wants.
History:Born in a dark herd, she never was the biggest or the baddest of her half-siblings, and was often picked on because of her diminutive stature. From her youth, she learned to hide the hurt and anger behind a blank face, and turned her tongue into a weapon that baffled the minds of her sibs with the child-like logic. As they grew older, they learned to ignore her, she countered with cat-like vehemence.
As she came of age, she went her own way, and stumbled upon the Dark Lord of Ragnarok, a handsome chestnut Arabian who eventually became King. While within his herd, she became Queen, and bore him a chestnut flicka as heir (wondering if I can bring the foal too?). When he disappeared, though, the Darks began fighting amongst themselves for leadership, casting aside the Queen and the little heir. Begrudgeokned of this treatmeant, Rishka left and finds herself here in Transience.
Age: 5
Gender: mare
Breed: Paso Fino
Height: 14'3hh
Coat Color: silver dappled gray
Mane/tail Color: white and silver
Eye Color: metallic blue
Markings: white mask; sock on right hind
Alignment: dark
Personality: She hides everything behind a mask and takes great delight in pulling this kind of jade's trick. She has pretended and fooled lights that she is one of them, though inwardly she's calculating. Extremely vain, she has a tendency of jealousy, but again, hides her jealousy well. She has a smart tongue and is not afraid to play her looks to get what she wants.
History:Born in a dark herd, she never was the biggest or the baddest of her half-siblings, and was often picked on because of her diminutive stature. From her youth, she learned to hide the hurt and anger behind a blank face, and turned her tongue into a weapon that baffled the minds of her sibs with the child-like logic. As they grew older, they learned to ignore her, she countered with cat-like vehemence.
As she came of age, she went her own way, and stumbled upon the Dark Lord of Ragnarok, a handsome chestnut Arabian who eventually became King. While within his herd, she became Queen, and bore him a chestnut flicka as heir (wondering if I can bring the foal too?). When he disappeared, though, the Darks began fighting amongst themselves for leadership, casting aside the Queen and the little heir. Begrudgeokned of this treatmeant, Rishka left and finds herself here in Transience.
