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The Crownless Princess
Jun 22, 2013 17:48:45 GMT -6
Post by Deleted on Jun 22, 2013 17:48:45 GMT -6
From her Postlog:
My little girl Aryel has just come to DG, and she needs some adventure in her life. As a lone mare, she's open for claiming, although she's just left a very controlling herd and will most likely fight for her freedom, although she lacks combat expertise.
She also needs friends, enemies (which she will most likely make easily), and maybe a possible lover down the road, although I'd alos be open to forcebreeding plots, possibly.
A crownless princess, a girl of noble birth who forsook her titles to escape an overbearing mother and a certain future as the mate of some other herd's leader. Her herd inhabited a land far to the south, where desert, rocky canyon, and beach met. She grew up pampered, but her breed is a hardy one, able to adapt and survive in harsh conditions. She is fiercely independent, and doesn't act much like a princess at all. She is, grudgingly, well-versed in courtly intrigue and lacks fighting experience, something her highborn mother made sure of. Bards and storytellers have filled her mind with tales of adventure, and she has somewhat high expectations of what a life on the road will be like.
Despite her almost spoiled upbringing, the only sign of this is a rather fiery temper and a dislike of arrogance. Aryel is protective of her friends and of foals, although she can't tolerate brats. Her gentler side tends not to manifest unless she is with a child or someone she cares about deeply.
This big attitude comes in a small package. Standing just 14 hands high, with a strange mixture of traits. She has the endurance and roman nose of a mustang, but the rest of her seems almost ponylike. A steel-blue pelt covers her trim muscles, which fades to darker blue-black below her knees and in her mane. Four white socks adorn her hooves, and a white blaze makes it's way from her soft pinkish nose to end under her mussy forelock. From under this forelock peer bright black eyes that tend to betray her every emotion, but also shine with energy and life.
Despite her almost spoiled upbringing, the only sign of this is a rather fiery temper and a dislike of arrogance. Aryel is protective of her friends and of foals, although she can't tolerate brats. Her gentler side tends not to manifest unless she is with a child or someone she cares about deeply.
This big attitude comes in a small package. Standing just 14 hands high, with a strange mixture of traits. She has the endurance and roman nose of a mustang, but the rest of her seems almost ponylike. A steel-blue pelt covers her trim muscles, which fades to darker blue-black below her knees and in her mane. Four white socks adorn her hooves, and a white blaze makes it's way from her soft pinkish nose to end under her mussy forelock. From under this forelock peer bright black eyes that tend to betray her every emotion, but also shine with energy and life.
My little girl Aryel has just come to DG, and she needs some adventure in her life. As a lone mare, she's open for claiming, although she's just left a very controlling herd and will most likely fight for her freedom, although she lacks combat expertise.
She also needs friends, enemies (which she will most likely make easily), and maybe a possible lover down the road, although I'd alos be open to forcebreeding plots, possibly.
I'll start the thread if ya want.