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|Onderwerp: Spectre za 7 jan 2017 - 15:06|| |
Nicknames Speccie, Princess, flower maiden, fairy
Title Rank I
Height 21,1 hands (124.46 cm)
Coat Multiple shades of brown on her belly fading to black with lighter markings and a light mask
Mane Black with some browner ends
Extra She often wears her mane in an braid with flowers braided in. She is always seen with atleast flowers somewhere around her.
It is said that Fairies can only feel one emotion at a time. Because they are too small to feel more. This is certainly the same with Spec. She can get really angry in a second, but the next minute be sweet as pie.
She adores flowers and nature and refuses to see bad or evil in anyone or anything. She’s a huge daddy’s girl. Her father is the most important person alive and giving his rank she feels like she can rule over others as well.
She loves to play around, innocent games or even mind games if the person she’s dealing with gives her only a hint of being open to that. She’d head strong and not easily scared by deeds from both shades and other horses.
Spectre is born in the land of the blue moon. When her father still hold the emperor title. So her first year had been nothing but living in the lap of luxury. She has never truly seen what the shades do as this had been hidden from her.
Since the day she was born she basicly had her own servant, Pilgrim. Who had to endure most of her boddy playfullness. But once all the herds left it was Pil who protected her most. And when her mother and father returned later on to the land she was left with Pilgrim.
By now some more grown up emotions started fluttering in her belly. And Pill being basicly the only stallion asides from her father and brothers she had ever been close to a serious crush started to develop. Not that he would ever get to know that information, he’d only bully her with it.
Siblings Valinor & Thorin
I fight for the men I've held in my arms, dying on foreign soil. I fight for their wives and children,
whose names I heard whispered in their last breaths. I fight for we few who did come home,
only to find a country full of strangers wearing familiar faces!I fight for my people, impoverished to pay the debts of an Empire too weak to rule them,
yet brands them criminals for wanting to rule themselves! I fight so that all the fighting
I've already done hasn't been for nothing! I fight... because I must."
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