Assailant -- Year 226
"But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura
Utter Nonsense
Age: 49
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Appendix QH
Height: 15.1 hh
Player: Call
Color: red roan w/ amber eyes (ee/AA/Rn)
Eyes:
Markings: blaze..2 hind socks
Mane & Tail:
A wanderer, a vagabond. Weir travels seemingly aimless, though he is very much driven by a reliable gut feeling. "Go with your gut, or trust your gut" are fond sayings of his. Originally from Gregor Valley, he has been to parts of Trist and Nunnely Hill though these are but a few. A rather old soul and a gentle, thoughtful nature. He is curious and enjoys children very much, thinking very highly of them. It is not odd to see him join in on their game of chase, or simply sit for hours talking with them as equals. Thoroughly and genuinely interested in what they have to say. He is a bit bitter about love and the breeding season each time they roll around. Never enough time spent in one place to have even fallen in love, he was set on a notion that one was to rear their children and be a steady presence in their lives. It was an utmost importance and he is passionate about this. Intelligence is his forte, having learned to read the written word by a magician uncle. Weir is fond of referring to objects with their scientific names, he can have an endless inquisitiveness. He likes to talk also, of things he knows, things he doesnt know. His favorite animal is the turtle, and it may not be surprising given his very slow way of traveling. He journeys to Beqanna on a 'gut feeling' the need draws him to the fields where he is approached by two mares. One is a painted female with a scarred face named Fiasko from the Gates, the other is a bay with a sphere of white on her breast. He learns her name to be Elysteria, and he chooses to follow her to the Dale. In the serene atmosphere of the Dale, he meets the other herd members, Ramiel, Tallulah, and Tiphon. The herd is small and remains that way but he chooses to stay anyways, throwing his lot to both the war and peace castes. Something he had never previously undertook. He spends most of his time speaking at length with Elysteria departing his vast knowledge to her eager ears, journeying back and forth to the field to attempt to recruit members. He even attempts a steal, and joins a magic mock competition being held by one of the Desert Queens, Camrynn. He falls in love with her at first sight, much to her displeasure. He watches Ramiel grow into a king, and smart gray stallion, and his father Tiphon passes the crown; leaving the boy to rule the quiet kingdom.
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Children: unnamed stillborn (x Isetnofret)m Whittaker (x Jerusalem)m Chrysaeta(x Sirenna)f Newton(x Eira)m Rowling(x Warship)m Fastlane(x Warship)f Lumi-(x Eira)f Taiga(x Eira)f Scholar(x Eira)m adopted: Neva(Belgarath x Torn)f Graeme(Pazuzu x Intante)f |
Companion:
Genetic Traits: Christmas Entity Mimicry
Non-Genetic Traits: manipulate outcome of others magic
Trait Genetic Code: tegteg [CHRISTMAS ENTITY MIMICRY][MAGIC MANIPULATION*]
Defects:
Join Date: 5-18-15 Spirit animal: Galapagos Tortoise he fondly calls Darwin reference for look/size https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/3/36/GalapagosTortoiseTourists.jpg
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