Post by kay on Jun 21, 2017 7:16:20 GMT -5
Name - Foulgrin
Age - 13.5 years
Breed - Gypsy Vanner x Friesian
Gender - Stallion
Color - Black Tovero : Ee/aa/TOto/
Height - 16 hh
Markings - Bald face (blue eyes), black ears, four stockings, various scars from fights and battles
Alliance - Demonic
Shape Shift Animal - Gray Wolf (black in color with blue eyes)
Personality -
Respect. Discipline. Order. He demands it. One wrong move against him and he will maim you, or have someone do it for him. He hates to do the dirty work in these kinds of small menial tasks. Instead, he will order someone else to torture and maybe eventual kill the being that defied the mighty Lord of Demonics. Treason is met with swift death; there is no tolerance for those that are not for the Demonic faction. Angelics and Indifferents must be destroyed, but especially the Indifferents- the wishy-washy fools who could not pick a side to choose. And the Feathers, what few are left are to be enslaved and used for… entertainment. Any and all tactics and emotions – even kindness are by no means out of his league to utilize (the ultimate deceiver) should it benefit himself- to be used as a benefit to the rest of the faction is just an added bonus. He is cruel and stern, but rewards those he trusts with access to the various wealth that the Demonic lands can offer, not to mention the plunders of taking over land of the other factions- what’s left of them anyways after their element of fire is used to scorch the land when brute strength is not enough to win a battle and the Lord becomes impatient. Only in war does the stallion become impatient for victory, but the process until then is met with cool calmness and careful planning. He must win. He must murder his brother at any and all costs, the Angelics will be his as his birth-right, and failure is NOT an option.
History -
Roman and Helena, mother and father, that is how his life began. He was called Felix. Feliz was known for his pranks and for getting himself into trouble. He always felt different, wondering why the other foals were not more like him. In play, he would bite them. Hard. And then they would go off crying to their mommies instead of sucking it up and relishing in the pain to become stronger. A year and a half later, his brother was born. The perfect little “Tucker.” While he was being told to “be good, be brave, fight what your heart tells you,” all Felix could think about was the absence of this so-called “heart.”
On the outside, Felix was just fine, trying to fit the mold of what a child born to the Angelic rulers should be- he always seemed to fail. It was upon the discovery of being a fire-wielder that everything then began to makes sense- the reason why he could not “be good.” It was time to retaliate. Never telling a soul and planning alone, Felix devised a plan that would show them just who he really was.
Six years. Six years had passed and it was finally time for Felix to make his move. He struck, his father went down, blood pooling on the ground at his hooves. Felix was satisfied. That is, until the baby Tucker lunged at him. If it was not for the royal troops, Felix could have easily taken his brother down that very night. Filled with anger that he was banished from the lands of his birth-right, Felix- no, Foulgrin- went off to raise his own kingdom.
Training those that would join him in his cause, Foulgrin began planning and building his army. A two-year war ensued, but ended almost in a draw, frustrating the Demonic Stallion that little progress had been made. Each faction lost many warriors. Foulgrin’s kingdom took its own blow to its numbers, and he was forced to recruit more members for his army. They are disciplined and well trained in both physical and elemental combat. Those that proved themselves trustworthy and exhibited a specific set of skills were chosen to be assassins and spies. Intel has been gathered over the years, but an assassination attempt has yet to be successful and Lord Foulgrin is quickly becoming frustrated in this aspect and so has switched his focus to being the one to annihilate his brother.
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Age - 13.5 years
Breed - Gypsy Vanner x Friesian
Gender - Stallion
Color - Black Tovero : Ee/aa/TOto/
Height - 16 hh
Markings - Bald face (blue eyes), black ears, four stockings, various scars from fights and battles
Alliance - Demonic
Shape Shift Animal - Gray Wolf (black in color with blue eyes)
Personality -
Respect. Discipline. Order. He demands it. One wrong move against him and he will maim you, or have someone do it for him. He hates to do the dirty work in these kinds of small menial tasks. Instead, he will order someone else to torture and maybe eventual kill the being that defied the mighty Lord of Demonics. Treason is met with swift death; there is no tolerance for those that are not for the Demonic faction. Angelics and Indifferents must be destroyed, but especially the Indifferents- the wishy-washy fools who could not pick a side to choose. And the Feathers, what few are left are to be enslaved and used for… entertainment. Any and all tactics and emotions – even kindness are by no means out of his league to utilize (the ultimate deceiver) should it benefit himself- to be used as a benefit to the rest of the faction is just an added bonus. He is cruel and stern, but rewards those he trusts with access to the various wealth that the Demonic lands can offer, not to mention the plunders of taking over land of the other factions- what’s left of them anyways after their element of fire is used to scorch the land when brute strength is not enough to win a battle and the Lord becomes impatient. Only in war does the stallion become impatient for victory, but the process until then is met with cool calmness and careful planning. He must win. He must murder his brother at any and all costs, the Angelics will be his as his birth-right, and failure is NOT an option.
History -
Roman and Helena, mother and father, that is how his life began. He was called Felix. Feliz was known for his pranks and for getting himself into trouble. He always felt different, wondering why the other foals were not more like him. In play, he would bite them. Hard. And then they would go off crying to their mommies instead of sucking it up and relishing in the pain to become stronger. A year and a half later, his brother was born. The perfect little “Tucker.” While he was being told to “be good, be brave, fight what your heart tells you,” all Felix could think about was the absence of this so-called “heart.”
On the outside, Felix was just fine, trying to fit the mold of what a child born to the Angelic rulers should be- he always seemed to fail. It was upon the discovery of being a fire-wielder that everything then began to makes sense- the reason why he could not “be good.” It was time to retaliate. Never telling a soul and planning alone, Felix devised a plan that would show them just who he really was.
Six years. Six years had passed and it was finally time for Felix to make his move. He struck, his father went down, blood pooling on the ground at his hooves. Felix was satisfied. That is, until the baby Tucker lunged at him. If it was not for the royal troops, Felix could have easily taken his brother down that very night. Filled with anger that he was banished from the lands of his birth-right, Felix- no, Foulgrin- went off to raise his own kingdom.
Training those that would join him in his cause, Foulgrin began planning and building his army. A two-year war ensued, but ended almost in a draw, frustrating the Demonic Stallion that little progress had been made. Each faction lost many warriors. Foulgrin’s kingdom took its own blow to its numbers, and he was forced to recruit more members for his army. They are disciplined and well trained in both physical and elemental combat. Those that proved themselves trustworthy and exhibited a specific set of skills were chosen to be assassins and spies. Intel has been gathered over the years, but an assassination attempt has yet to be successful and Lord Foulgrin is quickly becoming frustrated in this aspect and so has switched his focus to being the one to annihilate his brother.
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