Post by disa on Jun 29, 2009 4:41:42 GMT -5
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Name: Caspian.
Age: 8 years.
Height: 17 hands.
Breed: Freisian.
Shape shifting animal: Black Wolf.
Bending power: Earth.
Coat colour: Black.
Mane & tail: Black.
Normal markings: He doesn´t have any.
Loves:
Mares.
His own foals.
Darkness.
Himself.
Eating.
Sleeping.
Running.
Exploring.
Being free and wild.
Hates:
Stallions.
Lights.
Happiness.
Love, what is that.
other stags Foals, they are in the way.
Herding.
Flaws: His Pride.
Flaunts: Fast like the wind.
Personality: Caspian is a dark stallion, he´s ignorant and flamboyant at times,
He doesn´t care what other things of him, he is what he is, a prince of darkness,
Caspian has pride and that is his strongest alliance it keeps him alive,
The darkprince has also dark sence of humour, he is at the same time
very charming to ladies but deceidful without them knowing it, he is a master to
disquise his true self, Caspian has a name of beeing a ladiesman and he is,
he leaves them heartbroken without a doubt he is a dark prince as it best,
You can´t deny that Caspian is handsome in his darkness, and he uses what he has,
to cheat and lie. Caspian persona is very complicated he is at one time ignorant and cold,
but at the nest very charming and nice but he keeps it inside, Caspian is not evil like his father, he is just dark and proud of it.
History: Caspian was born into darkness he doesn´t know anything else,
His parents weren´t loveable and they ignored his uppbringin,
Only thinkin of themselves, He remembers his father that evil stallion
who used to brutalize his mares if they didn´t obey his will, Caspian didn´t wan´t to be like him, not to hurt or brutalize his mares, and Caspian never did he gave them what he had and left them heartbroken, because he didn´t know what love is, because how his evil father treated the mares and he told him how to take care of his mares, he didn´t know any better,
When his mother was killed because she didn´t obey the dark stallion, he killed her, that made Caspian realize he had to go, before he had to fight is own father, for what, to be killed,
Caspian didn´t think so ,so one night he left the herd, he was 2 years old back then.
Extra/RP sample:
He trotted through the valley of midnights the sun never shined down here
it was always dark and misty.
He smelled the grass and he lifted his head that was handsome it was to die for,
Stallions envy´d him for his handsomness.
But Caspian was a proud Stallion of 8 years.
Caspian had just a little experience of Mares,
He was petty agenst them and hard to get but he
had his needs like everyone else.
What Caspian didn´t know was if he had
foals,? i must have some he thought?..I am no beginner,
My father thought me well he was the only one that
Necromantic cared for because they were so alike
but Necro was the Dark King of the Medieval Island, and
most horses were afraid of him he didn´t breed just any mare
he choose them from their blood they had to be Royal also
other wise who could take the crown after him.
Caspian snorted towards the herd it wasn´t his,..
Some brute was the leader there he didn´t know his name,
maybe the brute will come and fight i need the practise,...then again
i don´t wan´t any markings on my pelt...
The Black Prince as he was always called,
was a charmer and he had way with words.
Come to me ladies he whispered i am here
waiting for you...
He smiled even though nobody could see him standing there...
The wind had dried blowed his long main
he was tall of a Freisian stood at 17 hands...And then some,at least he though so.
Name: Caspian.
Age: 8 years.
Height: 17 hands.
Breed: Freisian.
Shape shifting animal: Black Wolf.
Bending power: Earth.
Coat colour: Black.
Mane & tail: Black.
Normal markings: He doesn´t have any.
Loves:
Mares.
His own foals.
Darkness.
Himself.
Eating.
Sleeping.
Running.
Exploring.
Being free and wild.
Hates:
Stallions.
Lights.
Happiness.
Love, what is that.
other stags Foals, they are in the way.
Herding.
Flaws: His Pride.
Flaunts: Fast like the wind.
Personality: Caspian is a dark stallion, he´s ignorant and flamboyant at times,
He doesn´t care what other things of him, he is what he is, a prince of darkness,
Caspian has pride and that is his strongest alliance it keeps him alive,
The darkprince has also dark sence of humour, he is at the same time
very charming to ladies but deceidful without them knowing it, he is a master to
disquise his true self, Caspian has a name of beeing a ladiesman and he is,
he leaves them heartbroken without a doubt he is a dark prince as it best,
You can´t deny that Caspian is handsome in his darkness, and he uses what he has,
to cheat and lie. Caspian persona is very complicated he is at one time ignorant and cold,
but at the nest very charming and nice but he keeps it inside, Caspian is not evil like his father, he is just dark and proud of it.
History: Caspian was born into darkness he doesn´t know anything else,
His parents weren´t loveable and they ignored his uppbringin,
Only thinkin of themselves, He remembers his father that evil stallion
who used to brutalize his mares if they didn´t obey his will, Caspian didn´t wan´t to be like him, not to hurt or brutalize his mares, and Caspian never did he gave them what he had and left them heartbroken, because he didn´t know what love is, because how his evil father treated the mares and he told him how to take care of his mares, he didn´t know any better,
When his mother was killed because she didn´t obey the dark stallion, he killed her, that made Caspian realize he had to go, before he had to fight is own father, for what, to be killed,
Caspian didn´t think so ,so one night he left the herd, he was 2 years old back then.
Extra/RP sample:
He trotted through the valley of midnights the sun never shined down here
it was always dark and misty.
He smelled the grass and he lifted his head that was handsome it was to die for,
Stallions envy´d him for his handsomness.
But Caspian was a proud Stallion of 8 years.
Caspian had just a little experience of Mares,
He was petty agenst them and hard to get but he
had his needs like everyone else.
What Caspian didn´t know was if he had
foals,? i must have some he thought?..I am no beginner,
My father thought me well he was the only one that
Necromantic cared for because they were so alike
but Necro was the Dark King of the Medieval Island, and
most horses were afraid of him he didn´t breed just any mare
he choose them from their blood they had to be Royal also
other wise who could take the crown after him.
Caspian snorted towards the herd it wasn´t his,..
Some brute was the leader there he didn´t know his name,
maybe the brute will come and fight i need the practise,...then again
i don´t wan´t any markings on my pelt...
The Black Prince as he was always called,
was a charmer and he had way with words.
Come to me ladies he whispered i am here
waiting for you...
He smiled even though nobody could see him standing there...
The wind had dried blowed his long main
he was tall of a Freisian stood at 17 hands...And then some,at least he though so.
