Post by B.umble on Jan 25, 2009 15:16:08 GMT -5
–Tantris 1
Breed- Warmblood
Name- Tantris
Age- Seven years
Gender- Stallion
Alliance- Dark
Height-Sixteen Two
Pelt Color- Ebony Bay
Eye Color- Dark Brown
Mane/Tail Color- Charcoal
Hoof Color- Two Sandy, Two slate gray
Markings- A small star and two short socks on his hind legs
Personality-
On a normal day he is rather pleasant in his manner of speech. He gets on very well with those of the Neutral and Dark alliances for obvious reasons but see the Light race as a waste of space due to their will to roll over and let others do as they please with them. He is especially fond of foals though it might not appear so, they are necessary after all and he often adapts a cold personality towards them as to not get too attached. Mares… whatever. They are good fun for a whole fifteen minutes but he never has really cared about many of them enough to stay with them for any length of time. He looks for a mare with similar interests and one that could produce him good healthy foals with hope that they might even grow to surpass him.
History-
He was born to a herd female and the Herd Lead stallion as many of the horses were of that time. His mother was a very cautious mare who believed in silly little things like ‘you are born in the herd so you stay in the herd’ and all that crap. Maybe the whole loyalty thing was what made his d**ned father breed with her a couple of times. She seemed to pushy with it until the point where he believed that his only way to live was by marrying his close cousin whom he had grown attached to through his foal months. She was pretty but he was not too high on the incest thing himself so as a young stallion he left his mother and his father to search for his own doing. Mind, his herd was pretty much Neutral and he felt that the pressure to be good and holy was coming from the Lights and by now he was anything but a saint so he chose to follow the free path of Darkness where nothing could stand in his way.
As a sort of ‘teenager’ he moved in a small group made up with mostly young stallions and colts like himself, doing as and who they pleased until the lifestyle grew pretty repetitive and he was forced to make a decision to leave the herd and become a bachelor. You know the saying that as soon as you hit puberty, the first set of eyes that bat their eyelids at you steal your heart? Yes well it happened to him with a young Paint filly from a Dark herd. This was all perfect and they met constantly over two years while her father was busy at work. At first it was fine and exciting but it started to bore him and he started to doubt his feelings for her. She on the other hand was deeply in love with him and as they drew apart she became more and more desperate for his attention claiming she would kill herself if he ever was to leave and eventually that he couldn’t leave her because she was carrying his foal. He left anyway deciding she was lying as she had done on several occasions.
He lost touch of her and his supposed offspring and came to seek residence in the lands more central to the action where he was hoping to pick up somewhere and even settle down if it comes to it. He will settle for anything except Herd Leader as he has troubles keeping everything together socially.