Fantasy 𝔸 𝕎𝕀𝕋ℍ𝔼ℝ𝕀ℕ𝔾 𝕃𝕀𝔽𝔼 | Character Thread (Accepting)

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The genre of this RP is fantasy, not rom-com. Please try to remember that.
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x Together ❥xxxxxxCourting →←xxxxxxKin :xxxxxxMentoring ⇉
xSeparated ⇎xxxxxBroken-up ↭xxxxxxParents;xxxxxxBest Friends ↔
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Willow x (Deceased) xxxxxx Cain ❥ Willow xxxxxx Poppy : Snowdrop
↳ Rocky

Terra : Kodiakxxxxxx Zom ⇉ Rockyxxxxxx Cain ⇉ Rosaline

Ki-Mono · Jan 11, 2019

You are free to use your own way of coding to make the forum as pretty as you'd like. The only rule is that you must include all the details this forum asks.
Because these are magic centaur, unnatural colors are welcome, but please keep everything a nice pastel if you do so. Neon animals would get killed out in the wild! And all centaur must have horns! They can be as big or small as you'd like, but without a horn they could not perform magic.

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❁ NAME ❁
[b]species | sex | age | main task[/b]
(If your character is a Youngling training under someone, simply put "Youngling (Healer)" etc)
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*Personality Traits*
(both positive and negative)
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*More in depth about character here*
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[b]Partner;[/b] x
[b]Courting;[/b] x
[b]Children;[/b] x
[b]Kin;[/b] x
[b]Mentor;[/b] x
[b]Apprentice;[/b] x
(you only need to add those that which apply, or all if you so wish)
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Ki-Mono · Jan 11, 2019

ℂ 𝔸 𝕀 ℕ ♛
Horse | Male | 32 | Monarch
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courageous - claim under pressure - understanding - seeking in wisdom
secretive - self sacrificing - blunt and cold - bottles emotions
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Cain was a simple child, born to a mother who died in child-birth, and to a father, who was the biggest influence in his life. However, he never truly knew what he wanted to be growing up. He seemed interested in all Tasks, making it hard for anyone wanting to mentor him, for fear he would lose interest. Finally, it seemed the boy had settled on a Shaman, taking great interest in the super-natural.
Just as Cain started trying as a Shaman, tragedy struck; his father was dragged away by a Wendigo. This hurt Cain so deeply, he went into a great depression and refused to study. Eventually he could no longer handle his emotions, and ran out into the woods, ready to face the Wendigos head on, not caring what happened.
When he did this, someone saw him leave, and followed him. When Cain finally found one of the icy beasts, he soon discovered he was in way over his head and tried to hide from it. That's when he noticed the demon had found and was attacking his tracker. He used a powerful blast of magic, and they were both able to escape. Cain did, however, now have a permanent scar left behind from the Wendigo.
After this event, Cain matured quickly. Realizing his mistakes got both him and someone else in serious danger.
He rose in popularity in the herd, becoming known for his wisdom and bravery. When it came time to pick a new Monarch, Cain was an obvious choice by the people.
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Partner; Willow
Kin; (open)
Children; Rocky (step-son)
Apprentice; Rosaline

𝐹 𝒜 𝒴 ❀
Deer | Female | 20 | Caretaker
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a ray of sunshine - gentle and kind - hopeful - a good person to talk to
naive - slightly stubborn - emotional - always thinks she can fix everything
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Fay, like most, born and raised in the herd, and the safety of the Forest. She was quite as a child, speaking mainly to the flowers and the chi chies. Her destiny was always obvious. Fay never was much for playing games, but loved to watch them and cheer on the underdog. Because of this, she did seem a little odd to some kids, but did have a reputation of being a kind soul who would be friends with anyone.
She did experience some bullying, however. She was seen as weak, and never stood up for herself much. She sometimes would cry, but forgave so easily, she confused the bullies more then anything.
Not only that, but Fay's pelt is an unusual pink color. Some say those with brightly colored pelts are blessed by the goddess, while others think it is a curse. Either way, Fay loves her color, despite the hardships it bares.
Fay was always sheltered by her family, fearing for her safety because of her fur. They never let her far from their sight, and because of this sometimes all she had to talk to were the flowers.
She is also insanely curious about everything because of her past. Choosing not to fear, but to embrace the world around her.
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Friends; (seeking)
Kin; (open)
Apprentice; (open)

ＭＡＲＩＧＯＬＤ ❧
Horse | Female | 17 | Defender
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self starter - natural leader - resourceful - outgoing
headstrong - always wants her way - reckless - explosive
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Marigold lives life with a chip on her shoulder and a spear in her hand, for her father wanted a son. Once a very sensitive child with big dreams, Marigold was a typical tom-boy growing up among horses that told her she would never be strong enough to be a Defender. This only caused her to work harder, and also become stronger as a person. She is also partly bitter on the horse's opinion on women, and hopes to change it.
She does not trust easily, and is always ready for a fight. Marigold does not make friends too easily, but is fiercely loyal if you gain her as one. However do not get her on your bad side, for she will do everything in her power to make you miserable.
She questions authority and seems to fear nothing. She strives to be the best, and gets upset if she feels she is not.
However Marigold does not know much of the spiritual world, and secretly fears it. The Shadow spirits scare her the most, even more then the Wendigos. The Wendigos themselves she does not have much experience with, and it's only a matter of time before she learns she should be afraid of them.
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Boyfriend: (seeking)
Friends; (seeking)
Kin; (open)
Past Mentor; (open)

𝓚 𝓐 𝓢 𝓟 𝓔 𝓡 ☀
Drawn by kesshowolf
Yellowish orange fur, with hair to match. Freckles cover his face, and one arm is covered with fur.
Deer | Male | 11 | Youngling
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friendly - creative - well behaved - hard working
socially anxious - never says no - quite - easily worried
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wip
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Future Mentor in Creator; (seeking)
Parents; (seeking)
One or two friends; (open)
Kin; (open)

kesshowolf · Jan 11, 2019

❁ Rocky ❁
species | sex: Male | age: 13| main task: youngling/defender
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*Personality Traits*
Kind and big-hearted, energetic individual, he doesn’t get easily disheartened by disappointments and setbacks. he will always try to come on tops. Straightforward he is are frank about what he wants to say. Loyal and he expects loyalty in return, once betrayed it is vary hard to get back on his good side. Headstrong and it takes a lot of convincing to make he change his stance. Egoistic- he has a huge and fragile ego, which often gets hurt over trivial matters. Possessive Since he tends to hold everything that is his very closely, he tends to become possessive and prone to jealousy. He is giving, but sharing doesn't come easily to him.
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he is kinda a mommas boy, still runs to her for safety and security. But he has begun to notice girls and to watch them. He still idealizes his dead father, who died recently from stepping on a viper nest. He wants so badly to fill his fathers horseshoes but he just hasn’t hit that next growth spirt to make him a teenager. He runs some errands for his mother when he can manage them.
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Partner; none (but does like looking at girls)
Courting; not yet
Children; too young
Kin; mother -Willow, father- River (dead) StepFather - Cain
Mentor; Zom
Apprentice;--
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❁ Willow ❁
species: Centaur/horse | sex: Female | age:29 | main task: Creator
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*Personality Traits*
She is kind, gentle and a lover of beauty, harmony and peace. Tactful she is expert at getting things done, but she cannot be called cunning. A romantic, whatever she does in life is driven by the feelings of passion. Charming she has a very pleasing manner of talking and also choose pleasant subjects to talk about, which makes people feel happy in their company. She has a strong sense of justice and fair play. Superficial, she can easily get carried away by outer beauty, to the extent that they may ignore the beautiful inner qualities of other people. Detached she can be firm and strong, but they can also be detached and pretend to be pleasant sometimes as they don't wish to displease anyone She is indecisive, when faced with a choice, it is very tough for them to select what is best for her which can become a big hurdle in her path.

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Strongly believes in balance in all things, equally in trade as well. To have life is to have death both necessary for balance. But that is not to say she is not passionate, she has a temper on her and is prone to lashing out. Her great strength is a hazard if she is working on something delicate. She often has to restart projects if she breaks them from a accidentally jump or an annoyance. She misses her late husband; he was a lovely black draft horse with white long socks up to his knees. His chest was as big as a barrel and he was very strong, she felt like a dainty flower in his arms. This was a new feeling for her and it swept her off her hooves. the very first time he swept her up in an embrace she fell in love with him. He died from a wendigo attack, she has sense remarried and pregnant with Cain's first foal.
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Partner;husband- River (dead)/ Husband- Cain (current)
Courting; X
Children; son- Rocky
Kin;: X
Mentor; none
Apprentice; (open)
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❁ Poppy ❁
species: centaur deer (whitetail) | sex: Female | age:14 | main task: youngling(caretaker)
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*Personality Traits*
She is very friendly and selfless, but can at times feel overwhelmed by whirlwinds of strong emotions. She loves being creative especially with flower braiding. She can be really receptive if it is something she is interested in. she is a very imaginative young doe, sometimes it’s a good thing sometimes it is quite embarrassing for her. Their anxiety often torments them, but they are adaptable and idealistic.
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she is a bit skittish and jumpy she is not afraid to bolt and run if something startles her. She loves the woods but hates it when she gets scared and gets lost because of it. She loves looking pretty and cute and wants boys to start looking at her as more than just a little girl. She can be a bit of a crybaby, her mother recently passed away and she never knew her father (whitetail) or his family. She often feels terribly lonely and often cries herself to sleep. She does have a weird mothers sister that tries to look after her but it is not the same. Her and her mother where startled and dashed off one day, and suddenly there was a cliff. Her mother saw it just in time to grab her daughter and throw her to safety but in doing so gravity pulled her down over the cliff. She did not survive, and Poppy has been trying very hard not to blind run any more but it is a very powerful instinct to not follow.
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Partner; none
Courting; no, but wants to
Children; no
Kin; aunt- Snowdrop, mother- Blossom (dead) father-??
Mentor; x (caretaker?)
Apprentice; she is one
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❁ Snowdrop❁
species: Centaur deer (Reindeer) | sex: Female| age: 23 | main task: Shaman
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*Personality Traits*
Creative she can come up with brilliant and novel ideas using her imaginative powers. However, in the process she can end up with ideas that may not be too practical or may be too over-ambitious. Spontaneous is her reasoning, she relies on their intuition for taking decisions. She hardly expects anything in return for her generosity and faithfulness. She is rather unsure about love aspect of relationships though. She can be quite emotional, but at times she might appear icy and separated. She sympathizes with other people and love to take care of them. Moody, she can be very temperamental and her mood swings are quite unpredictable, which may become overwhelming for the people around her. Pessimistic, she can easily get bogged down by setbacks and failures.
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travels around gathering herbs and other natural healing properties. She loves experimenting and finding new and better ways to heal others and to bring her more visions. She seems a bit off to others, a little out there as normal reindeer seem to stick at least to a pair but usually in a herd and she is normally by herself. She finds it to be faster and more efficient to travel this way, others seem to slow her down or make a mess of things. she tends to overheat easily if it is warm and she physically overexerts herself but in the winter, she is fine in blizzard weather due to her heavy coat and snowshoe hooves. She loses her antlers in late December to early January.
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Partner; 0pen
Courting; Open
Children; none
Kin; niece- poppy
Mentor; none
Apprentice; open
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Other

Probably a Doctor · Jan 11, 2019

ＲＥＡＧＡＮ _ ＢＯＥＬＬ
Name || Reagan Boell
Age || 18
Gender || Male
Sexuality || Bicurious

Called || Reagan / Ray
DoB || March 4th
Pronouns || He/Him
Species|| Fallow Deer
Defender / Deer

LikesxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxDislikes
Picking flowersxxxxxxMean People
Sweets!xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxWater
Cute thingsxxxxxxxPeople who are afraid of him

Height || 6'4"
Build || Tall, Lanky, Thin
Eyes || Soft brown
Skin tone || Pale white
Hair color || Flamin' ginger
Hair style || Long and soft
Demeanor || Bubbly, excitable, happy
Style || Casual
Horn|| normal Fallow deer horns
Personality / History
Bits of information about him
Only two things are known for sure about the mysterious Reagan: he sets things on fire and he doesn't speak. Often. In fact, only the part about setting things on fire is undisputed. Some believe his occasional rasping wheeze may be some sort of cancer, or sickness. He claims its just asthma. Really his insides are damaged and will never breathe correctly again. Either way, he's a fearsome, inscrutable, on-fire Frankenstein of a man - if he even is a man.
I mean that's what they say about him, but really he's just a kind, warmhearted guy
He loves to talk, even if he does have problems talking due to the childhood fire that he caused and got stuck in..
It all started when he was young, and the youngling loved playing with fire. Everyone called him 'Pyro' and he loved it. Though one day he took it too far.. and he accidentally caught fire
He escaped with major burns to his neck, shoulders and hands
Though it didn't stop him from doing what he loved, he just does it to an extent..
And is extremely safe about it now. He's got some sort of PTSD to go along with it

But other than burning things he's an amazing listener and loves sweets
Reagan sort of has an “eccentric” mood disorder that manifests as a loss of contact with reality, among other symptoms. That would be either Schizotypal Personality Disorder or full-blown Schizophrenia, with Rea constantly filtering the world through their delusions.
The other likely possibility is some sort of Temporal Lobe Epilepsy, where seizures in a focal part of the brain yank Reagan out of reality without sending them into the physical convulsions you associate with general epilepsy. This would suggest that he does touch base with reality but gets “transported to Dreamland,” instead of living there all the time.

Partner|| None as of now, though he hopes to find someone someday
Courting|| He's not actively looking for anyone to court at the moment. He'd rather be around you for a while before figuring out whether or not he's interested. Otherwise open for relationships!
Children|| He's big on kids, no matter the age. He loves being around them. Though he can't imagine himself with his own family and tries not to.
Kin|| None ATM
Apprentice|| TBA
Important Notes
He loves cute animals and rainbows
He claims he has a breathing problem (asthma)
He can't swim to save his life
He has Nyctophobia - Hydrophobia - Autophobia
Image FC: Kacper Ostrycharczyk

Probably a Doctor · Jan 11, 2019

ＭＩＳＨＫＡ _ ＫＨＡＢＡＲＯＶＳＫＩ
Orlov Trotter| Cis-Male| 23| Horse / Defender
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Personality / History
The Heavy Weapons Guy, more commonly known as Mishka, is a towering hulk of a man hailing from the cold and snowy parts.
He is the largest and possibly most dangerous man out there.
When he first started working, Mishka’s always been the dutiful son/big brother, taking care and protecting his family. Professionally, he’s one of the team’s big guns who’s primary function is defense/protecting the rest of the team. Put those two hats together and you get a life that’s incredibly draining, physically and emotionally. He’s so focused on protecting others, he just gets wiped out at times. He’s pretty grumpy in the morning, but unless you’re really annoying he won’t break your spine immediately. His snoring is earthshaking and can be heard through the thickest walls. Mishka gives the most gentle, soft kisses ever. You’d think such a large man with such a strong jaw would be more forceful, but no. They are very warm and loving and seriously anyone would melt. He was a huge, strong man who was often called “The Bear” by others. He was a man from a simple family, but managed to pull through with a lot of hard work. He always tried to keep his family hidden from his enemies, being forced to leave them alone for several months at times. Mishka really is a bad chess player. Not because of the lack of intelligence or knowledge of the rules; he just doesn’t see the point in moving tiny pieces around in complicated patterns, when there are very few situations he can’t resolve by pulling out his fists and punching things down. Mishka likes cooking to relax after a stressful day and typically makes traditional recipes. Every time, his friends were wary of trying them, but did so because of the very plausible fear that Mishka would break them in half if they didn’t eat everything. Fortunately for them, they’re recipes Mishka has lovingly recreated from his dear mother, and they’re fantastic, so no one’s been broken yet. Of course, much smarter than most people give him credit for, which is something he exploits in his work to take people by surprise. In his personal life, it’s useful in weeding out the jerks before he wastes too much energy on them. Like a hibernating bear, Mishka appears to be a gentle giant. Also like a bear, confusing his deliberate, sleepy demeanor with gentleness will get you ripped limb from limb. Though he speaks simply and moves with an economy of energy that's often confused with napping, Mishka isn't dumb; he's not your big friend and he generally wishes that you would just shut up before he has to make you shut up. Mishka lost his father when he was very young and because of the trauma of his actions during their escape a lot of those memories have been suppressed. He doesn't remember his father very well. Mishka spend the majority of his life in a family of women and he grew up separated from others… He didn't learn things like gender roles and such… Where he came from, they all had to pull their weight And as much as he loves his sisters he always wanted a brother… Growing up surrounded by women he wished he had someone to relate to that was of similar age. He didn't know very many men until he was also grown and by then he found many of them to cold and insecure to form close relationships with them. He seems completely neurotypical to me, aside from the hints of both psychopathy and PTSD that come with being a defender. I do think he used to have problems from sleep apnea, but some healing cleared that up. Now he just snores like a chainsaw. (Yes, I know sleep apnea isn’t a mental condition.)
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Learning from his father that sharing your ideas can get you killed, Mishka keeps his own hidden as much as possible from people he doesn’t 100% trust. Physically, he was always exhausted, starving, and sore from his rapid growth. Mentally, he felt guilty for consuming the lion’s share of their family’s food—he put in extra work hours to try to make up the difference—and then to top it all off, there was the trouble his father got into. Shared every bit of his educational resources with his sisters. It helped keep them from going crazy while living out in their isolated winter cabin. After the death of his father in autumn, Mishka was deported to the nearest centaur herd along with his mother and three underage younger sisters, Mikhail, Yana, and Bronislava.
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Name || Mishka Khabarovski xxSexuality || Bisexual
Called || Mishka - The "Bear"xxxOccupation || x
Age || 25 yearsxxxxxxxxxxSide|| Horse / Defender
DoB || January 14th xxxxxOrigin || Dzhugdzhur Mountains
Gender || Cis-Male xxxxxxStatus || Single
Pronouns || He/Him xxxxTattoo/s|| On his chest

Height || 6'8"
Build || Large, Muscular, Threatening
Eyes || Bright blue
Skin tone || Lightly tanned white
Hair color || Dark Brown
Hair style || Short and soft
Demeanor || Quiet, Silent but deadly,
yet soft and loveable
Style || Warm / Simplistic
Mishka is the type of guy you really don't want to
mess with. He's huge, he's mean and he's not
afraid to punch your lights in. Strong shouldered
and able bodied, he's stronger than most and a
little more stoic than most. His emotions really
were played with and because of this, he doesn't
show much emotion anymore. As a kid he was
bullied about his weight, but it all changed when
his eating habits and his work environment changed.
His hands are huge, and so are his feet. But this doesn't
mean he's a bad guy. He loves getting cuddled up into
blankets and reading books by the fire.

⇀ Important Notes
He speaks his native language and only
some English. Stumbles on trying to get the right words
out sometimes
He looks like he's going to kill you, but loves you if you
won't hurt him
He's actually never been in a relationship with anyone
before, in fear of letting go of his family

Likes
Walking through a street during fall
Reading to anyone, no matter the language
Cooking for friends and family
Small kittens

Dislikes
People who talk loudly to him
People who talk slowly to him
Small animals
Anyone who tries to hurt his family
or anyone he cares about
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Partner; x
Courting; x
Children; x
Kin; x
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FC: Sergey Krapiva

Ki-Mono · Jan 12, 2019

Both accepted. I'm going to wait to see if anymore of our old members are gonna join (or maybe even new ones) before we start role playing. I wanna try to get 5 people total, but we'll see.

axelandria · Jan 13, 2019

art by kesshowolf on chickensmoothie
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age:. 17
gender:. female
sexuality:. homosexual
species:. deer centaur
role:. healer
apprentice:. not ready
crush:. open
friends:. open

about:. olive rose- olive to her friends -has just graduated into becoming a healer. she never really knew what she wanted to be, not really being interested in any of the tasks. finally she decided on healer, and is happy with her choice. she likes learning new potions and discovering herbs. olive also likes helping other members of the tribe, but she'd never show it, always being a little grumpy or sour when having to care or heal someone. this has earned her a slightly negative popularity in the tribe, but to those who take the time to get to know her, olive is actually quite sweet. she uses a sarcastic attitude to hide her self-consciousness, especially about her sexuality, which she is not out about. olive wishes she had pretty-coloured fur, and will often steal dyes from creators and dye her legs different colours. olive is positive about her future, full of hope that she will become one of the greatest healers in history, going down to their descendants as a legend.

Ki-Mono · Jan 13, 2019

Accepted! Welcome back!

Rage · Jan 19, 2019

Zom❁
[Draft Horse] Horse Centaur | Male | 34 | Defender
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+ Honest, Respectful, Blunt, Wise, Fearless & Honorable
- Savage, Bloodthirsty, Combative, Blunt, & Upfront
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Violent & Dangerous - Zom is known only as one of the elder & most experienced Defender among the Herd - Horse Or Deer. Born with a weak & pathetic body, the young child was seen as useless by his people until only one. An aged warrior who was weathered by years & battle seemingly found the child & saw something, a furious fire burning within the small child which he then aimed to correct. As the young boy grew under the warrior's teacher, his power & skill grew as well becoming a well-known prodigy in the field of combat. This continued until the old warrior past but he was granted a name to boy upon his succeeding his teacher's teaching on the day of his death. Zom... Zom became known as a name of great power through the years.

Upon the idea of a new Monarch for Horses came in word, Zom declined the possible mention that he would be a possible candidate. Despite that he might've seemed very capable, Zom knew that he wasn't a leader but a warrior. A blood-thristy savage wouldn't have benefitted the herd despite what some of Zom's more combative kinsmen said. Allowing another to take up position, Zom was simply the warrior that the Herd could rely on through struggle after struggle.
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Partner: (Open)
Courting: (Open)
Children: (Open)
Kin: (Open)
Mentor: Deceased
Apprentice: Rocky ( kesshowolf )
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Zom stands at 6 feet & 10 inches alongside weighs 1,000 pounds.
He may have had multiple children given how out-going, this could mean that he could have 2 to 7 children over the course of his life.
Zom has fought against many things in his life but he has done battle with a Wendigo in the past which he considered to be the strongest beings he has ever faced.
Zom doesn't like people to see his face given how scarred & damaged it is so he often times wears his helmet all the time.
He said that those who can wield his axe with ease could be the one who comes after him however it weighs all most as himself.

mourning star · Jan 19, 2019

❁ Kodiak ❁
species; deer | sex; male | age; thirty-two years old | main task; caretaker
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*Personality Traits*
+ ; modest, patient, thoughtful
- ; skeptical, placid, freewheeling
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*Appearance*
When it comes to Kodiak, there are few deer centaurs who compare to his height. Standing at an impressive 6'6, his horns only add to his massive figure. The upper half of his form is well-built, housing broad shoulders and toned muscles. His skin is a warm umber, littered with brown patches of fur. His features are soft- despite his stern jaw and harsh brow line. Both of his eyes are a pale blue due to his failing eyesight. His lower half is just as powerful, although that is to be expected. His fur is dark brown with lighter patches on the underside of his tail and abdomen. Both his horns and hooves are golden, although he prefers to conceal them by covering them in mud or wrappings to not be noticed. His clothes are usually loose, consisting of a vest he wears to keep himself warm. In the summer months, he prefers to be bare-chested.
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*History*
As a child, most expected Kodiak to become a defender. He was considered one of the strongest younglings and he had been an apprentice under a respected defender in their pack. However, when he was eleven years old, his hopes came crashing down. He was playing at Silver Run with the other younglings when a mother bear suddenly sprang from the bush, charging at the frightened children Naturally, Kodiak tried to intervene. He allowed the other younglings to flee while he attempted to scare the bear away. His luck ran out when he had gotten a little too close to the bear's claws- his eyes were slashed and he crumpled, blind and in unbearable pain. It didn't take long for him to be found- one of the defenders had heard his screams and came running, scaring the bear away. He was quickly taken to the healer and no matter what they tried, they weren't able to heal his eyesight. Mostly blind in both eyes and barred from being a defender, Kodiak was disheartened. He wasn't sure what else he would be able to help contribute with. It was then that one of the old caretakers, Rosemary, took him under her wing. She had always been fond of him, so it seemed easy to welcome him in as her apprentice. Kodiak was grateful, finally being able to find another purpose for himself.
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Partner; None.
Courting; No one at the moment.
Children; None.
Kin; Terra, sister
Mentor; Rosemary, deceased.
Apprentice; Searching.
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❁ Terra ❁
species; deer | sex; female | age; twenty-four years old | main task; monarch
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*Personality Traits*
+ ; determined, protective, intelligent
- ; stubborn, blunt, cautious
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*Appearance*
Although Terra is kin with Kodiak, she knows the two look nothing alike. Her form is slight, standing at a demure 5'4. Her antlers do add to her form, especially as they are one of her more impressive features. Her complexion is softer, ranging more as a russet tone. Her hair is dark brown, falling down to her waist. She tends to decorate her hair with trinkets she finds or is gifted with. Her features are sharper than her brother's- her full lips, pointed nose, and deep-set eyes only add to her look. Her lower half is lithe, covered in varying shades of brown fur. As for her clothes, she has a tendency of dressing in green and brown long sleeves. She also has a tendency to accessorize, especially since there is an expectation for the monarch to look fitting enough for her title.
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*History*
Terra has always felt that luck was on her side. How she came to be an apprentice to the former monarch, she'll never know. Perhaps the old leader saw some sort of spark within her as a youngling. Whatever the case, Terra was taught how to be a defender like her mentor had been taught as a youngling. It was no surprised after the old monarch passed that Terra took on the role. She was easily one of the most popular members of their pack and had been expected to leade due to her apprenticeship for many years. Despite all her experience, her first few months of leading were rocky. Terra had not expected how much pressure would be placed on her. It took time for her to find the best solutions and find answers to the questions she was constantly bombarded with. Still, she continued to persevere. Her people finally settled and Terra was finally comfortable in her role. Several years passed with no major incidents- a true blessing from the goddess in Terra's mind. However, her steady leadership quickly wavered when the frost spirits began to appear. It has been a struggle to keep her people calm, especially with the looming threat of an enemy that seems bent on destroying them.
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Partner; None.
Courting; No one at the moment.
Children; None.
Kin; Kodiak, brother
Mentor; ??? deceased.
Apprentice; No one at the moment.
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❁ Laszlo ❁
species; horse | sex; male | age; twenty-nine years old | main task; healer
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*Personality Traits*
+ ; disciplined, incisive, forthright
- ; unforgiving, solemn, idealistic
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*Appearance*
Even as a child, Laszlo was self-conscious of the way he looked. He was slight and very skinny, unlike many of the other younglings. As he matured, he began to fill out more. Even with the added muscle, he still only stands at a short 5'10. His skin is olive-toned, dotted with freckles along his shoulders and cheeks. His hair is the same color of his mane, trailing down to his waist. His lower half is a gray with littered spots of white all along his back and legs. As for coverings, it varies for Laszlo. Some days, he likes to wear shirts while other days, he prefers vest and wrappings. He has a habit of adding accessories to his hair when he ties it up for healing work.
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*History*
Laszlo was not always destined to be a healer. As a foal, his mother encouraged him to take on the role of a defender like herself and his father. Both were strong warriors who expected their child to follow in their legacy. Yet, Laszlo wasn't interested in that type of role. He wanted to protect his family, but he also knew how easily defenders could be injured. He wanted to have the ability to protect those around him. So, he apprenticed with an elder healer named Wren. Although he had defied his parents' wishes, Laszlo finally felt he had a true purpose with amongst his kind. Wren quickly became like a mother figure to him. The two became very close, especially since Wren had no younglings of her own. At sixteen, Laszlo was given the title of healer. He and Wren worked alongside together for years, respected partners and friends. Everything was peaceful into a few months ago; Wren had gone to collect a specific type of herb for an emergency healing, leaving Laszlo to focus on their patient. Hours passed without a word until a defender returned and reported they had found tracks that led to the Forever Way. The only one who was unaccounted for was Wren. Laszlo was devastated, but forced himself to carry on.
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Partner; None.
Courting; No one at the moment.
Children; None.
Kin; Searching.
Mentor; Wren, missing.
Apprentice; No one at the moment.
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Ki-Mono · Jan 19, 2019

Both

Rage and

mourning star are accepted

Will add your characters now

Bork. · Jan 19, 2019

art cred to me

"ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᵍᵒᶰᶰᵃ ᶜᵃᵗᶜʰ ᵃ ᶜᵒˡᵈ ᶠʳᵒᵐ
ᵗʰᵉ ᶤᶜᵉ ᶤᶰˢᶤᵈᵉ ʸᵒᵘʳ ˢᵒᵘˡ"

name :: vale yule
gender :: male
age :: thirty two
sexuality :: pansexual; polyamorous
rank :: shaman

appearance :: vale is a tall male, with an elegant appearance. his horse body is a light grey, with cream colored hooves. his skin is very pale,his hair being a very close shade to silver. his ears are slightly pointed, and he has a small pale grey star on his forehead. from this star he can grow an ice-made horn for when he needs to use it. when not in use, it melts away. his blue eyes reveal nothing, and he seems to hide plenty of secrets. he mainly uses ice magic, along with everything a shaman is blessed with.
kin :: n/a ; open
build :: tall, strong, elegant
friends :: open
courtier :: n/a ; open
partner :: n/a ; open
apprentice :: n/a ; open
foals :: ~~serenity~~

personality :: vale is a calm and collected centaur, his demeanor giving off a cold vibe. he's the silent type, and is generally rather reclusive. his finds the cold comforting, and isn't actually too afraid of the cold nothing. it's a thing he figured would happen eventually, given that the centaurs had been using their magic to keep the forest at the same temperature. he figures it's a form of punishment, and is actively trying to get the monarchs to find shelter past the mountains. vale's a curious man, who can take charge if needed. he'd love to be cain's second in command, but cain seems to have everything under wraps. while vale loves a good fight, he also likes to sit in the background and watch.
background :: vale grew up like any other youngling, and originally was mentored by a defender. but thanks to various gifts that he evolved to accept, he began to be mentored by a shaman. he never wanted to be a shaman, but he gradually accepted it. when vale was no longer a youngling, he took on a wife by the name of corinthe. she was beautiful, with long black hair as a powerful horse form. as their relationship progressed, the two eventually bore a single child when they were in their early twenties. after some unfortunate events, corinthe passed away. some say she was taken by a wendigo. others say that she ventured to far up the mountain and was killed by a bear, or a pack of wolves. only vale knew the true answer. corinthe had been curious about the forever way, far too curious. and even though vale had told her not to, that it was too dangerous, she persisted. and she never returned. vale was distraught, but he kept her disappearance a secret, and in all reality... he was disappointed in her. but he let his tribe-mates think of her as they pleased, and he carried on with his life. he raised serenity alone, with the help of his fellow tribe-mates. a few years later, due to similar events, his only child (serenity) passed away. again, from "unknown" causes.

extra ::

Ki-Mono · Jan 19, 2019

Bork. accepted!
welcome back!

D U H · Jan 19, 2019

❁ Nira ❁
Horse | Female | 30 | Shaman
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*Personality Traits*
+ Kind +Honest +Wise +Sly/Witty +Brave
- Naive -Overambitious -Non-violent -Soft-hearted
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*Nira was born to many ancestors of shamans her mother the most recent shaman was loved by all horses she was strong an admirable woman who only told of good fortune, unlike Nira. Everyone believed just like her mother believed that she would only bring good fortune but once she began talking her unusually foresight began and with it came disappointment. Nira started talking about the flowers dying which of course frightened everyone but no one considered much of it. That is until Nira came of age and became an apprentice under her mother, that's when all went to utter hell and their territory and existence was threatened by humans and other forces. Nira who has foretold all of this was looked down on being called a bad omen even when she became an official shaman no one approached her for advice. This caused Nira to become distant from the others she would spend most of her time trying to figure out who she was. Her mental state became so damaged when the only person who believed in her disappeared and of course, she was mourned by everyone. Nira started to spend most of her time near the Forever Way debating on whether or not she should go. It stayed that way for three years she was even threatened to lose her position as a shaman by thing king if she didn't get it together. It was a normal day again she was heading to the forever way but instead, she found her self in the dead woods. As confusion began to fill her she tried to get out but it seemed almost impossible so she did a very unusual thing and asked a question "-------------------?" her answer was answered with a mere no. Going back she was visibly a changed woman she began giving her opinion even though many didn't want it.*
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Partner; x
Courting; x
Children; x
Kin; x
Mentor; disappeared
Apprentice; x
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- Enjoys playing with younglings mostly because they are the only ones who are naive to what people say
- Is loved by most faires since she used to spend her time away from others because of this all gossip is with her
- Has meet a wendigo it was an odd encounter though to scared to move she stared at it for what seemed like forever she doesn't even remember what happened

Ki-Mono · Jan 19, 2019

D U H Accepted!
Love the story btw. I can tell you put a lot of thought into it!
Btw her horn should probably not be ignored because they need horns to perform magic. But that's a side thing you can respond to on the OOC Thread or DM.

Annanas · Jan 20, 2019

O R I E N
{better than love}

age:: twenty-seven
sex:: female
position:: defender

positive traits:: confident - persistent - hidden heart of gold - team player
negative traits:: hot-headed - impulsive - narcisstic - vengeful

Orien is a warrior from the depths of her heart. She has a neverending fire in her soul that glows within her dark blue eyes. Her blazing red hair symbolizes her fury on the battlefield and the passion she has for the art of fighting. Her heart beats for justice and freedom, and her strong hooves stomp as strong as severe as her spirit is. Orien is good fighter and she knows it. Her only love applies for her weapons and her fighting skills. She won't show any love interest except the love she shows to her fighting mates. However, Orien doesn't fight with her head, she fights with her heart. Everything she does is with the spirit of her instincts, but they are not the showing her the right way everytime.

Orien grew up with six brothers so her whole life was a neverending fight. She had to fight for her food, she had to fight for her bed, for her rights and for her respect. Instead of breaking from the pressure of being a woman that wants to earn respekt in a male-dominated society, she just fought stronger. She got rejected as an apprentice for four times, but never gave up until she was able to fight within the lines of other Centaurs. Of course, Orien can have a laugh sometimes and she joke around with her friends, but deep inside she always has the wish to prove herself and that can sometimes make her overcome with grief, transformed into anger. This is why Orien is a very good female fighter, and maybe an average fighter compared to her mates unless she feels that grief from the dephts of her heart that does only appear occasionally, and this grief can make her an extremly brute and bloodthirsty opponent that is blinded from anger.

Ki-Mono · Jan 20, 2019

Annanas Accepted

Cocogerber13 · Jan 23, 2019

(if this is okay; this an oc that I already have but I can change a few things for this rp. The wings on his head will be horns that look more like this, and some other images of him look like this. Art credit for this is with the link)
❁ Sagittarius ❁
species | sex | age | main task horse centaur, Male, 20 years, creator (trained for defender as well, but primarily takes pride in his craftsmanship)
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*Personality Traits*
Positive: fun and kind personality, enjoys helping others, very wholesome nature
Negative: soft-hearted in rough situations, a bit oblivious sometimes, not very serious about much; overall he trusts way too much and can ignore issues even to the point of them causing harm
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He tends to be optimistic and eager to please despite being a powerful magical being, and will often stop to help those in need. Sagittarius enjoys entertaining and showing off, though he does get bored easily. He is a pretty proud centaur and gets easily flustered, and will flirt with others but shut down if he realises that someone is flirting with him. Overall he is extremely kind-hearted, gentle, fun-loving, and open-minded. He is very protective of those close to him too. Even with this friendliness he can be a bit of an oddball.

Sagittarius tends to be pretty easy-going and even a bit childish at times, as he enjoys goofing off and making jokes, but can be serious when he needs to be. He has great perception and intuition even though he can be a bit oblivious at times and his precision with a bow is hard-matched. Because of this detail he can also be a bit of a perfectionist when it comes to aesthetics, but he will not let it cloud his judgement.

Although he may seem a bit heartless if put on the battlefield or protecting someone, he does find it hard to kill anything or anyone. He does have the qualities required to take life but sees the issue of it questionable at best and prefers to use his wit and negotiation to avoid conflict. When he feels that it is necessary to fight, Sagittarius can be a bit too-focused on the battle and is easy to charge, though these are primarily because he wants the threat to be gone. This can lead to a few misunderstandings sometimes. Sagittarius can also be extremely self-sacrificing not this sort of situation, along with sometimes ignoring the feelings of others.
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Partner; open
Courting; open
Children; open
Kin; open
Mentor; x
Apprentice; Open
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Past: Sagittarius’ appearance was a bit of a mystery in itself, as he was found when he was a young teenager at the site of a fallen comet. He remembers nothing of what happened before that or even the incident of his first arriving here, but does feel a close connection to the night sky. He had arrived with a few strange seeds as well, one of which he planted and raised in a glorious apple tree over the course of his life. To this day Sagittarius doesn’t remember any family members or the comet, though will often find himself wandering to the strange dent in the landscape near the waterfall.

His previous mentor was actually a late elder in the craft of weapon smithing, which allowed Sagittarius to train himself to create multiple tools and weapons as well as using each of them to make sure they actually work. This kind of divided his roles, however due to his pacifist nature he has grown more fond of being a creator. Due to this, things such as wagons or furniture are still another step away from his expertise.

Other: He specialises in white light/starlight/white star fire magic (Meaning he can control star essence, white fire, and white light), enjoys singing, and uses a bow primarily because he is very good at it and is hopeless at throwing a spear or using any other kind of hand to hand combat with actual weapons (his sword is pretty well-wielded by him as well, but is mostly just for show). In his free time he likes to cheer people up and pick fruits, which he has a weakness for.

I will do my best to stay active in this, but since I have recently started multiple things outside of schooling I may be a bit short on time. Also, if there’s anything I need to change, just let me know!

Ki-Mono · Jan 24, 2019

Cocogerber13 Welcome back!
You will have to change his Task sadly. Sorry about that.
However no centaur is necessarily limited to one task. They always specialize in one thing, but usually help out in a couple other stuff. If that makes sense

Cocogerber13 · Jan 24, 2019

Ki-Mono said:
Cocogerber13 Welcome back!
You will have to change his Task sadly. Sorry about that.
However no centaur is necessarily limited to one task. They always specialize in one thing, but usually help out in a couple other stuff. If that makes sense

Thanks, it’s nice to see you again!

I changed his primary role to crafter as well as a few other things, do you think that will work?

Ki-Mono · Jan 24, 2019

(please move this to OOC thread)

Cocogerber13

kesshowolf

Cocogerber13 · Jan 29, 2019

will put image later- She is a deer centaur that is rather small, and both her deer body’s fur and her human hair are a dark brown-black. Her underbelly is white, as are her antlers. Her eyes are dark too. Due to her magic having an affinity with the element of lighting, her horns and the tip of her tail somewhat resemble a lightning strike. Despite being part deer, her tail is actually much longer like that of a giraffe, though she braids and fashions it to look differently from that example. Her clothes are typically very tactical.

One of her hands has been nearly stained black ever since she was born and she has a lost finger on it as well due to frostbite. This has always been perceived as a sign from the gods that she would be close to them, thus a rather forced role as a shaman.
❁ Akira ❁
deer centaur | female | 17 years | Shaman
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*Personality Traits*
Akira is very reserved and quiet usually, and also feels a lot more at home in the spirit realm. This makes it hard for her to trust people. She is loyal to her group and her own mind when it comes down to it but tends to prefer being alone. Her natural alignment is true neutral. Akira also rarely tells the whole truth, her instincts with her magic overtaking any bonds with other centaurs.
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Extremely serious and quiet, Akira has kind of earned herself an aura of unfriendliness. Unfortunately for her she is actually quite kind, though a bit on the lower end of the social side. She is a true introvert and can be skittish because of her deer ancestry. Mostly though, she seems to be mysterious and intriguing, her practices in her career branching off far from those that are traditional. Akira welcomes change, and though not preferring the cold, holds the idea that they will need to adapt > physically stopping the snow spread.
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Partner; x
Courting; x
Children; x
Kin; x
Mentor; x
Apprentice; x
all open!
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Other: Akira is very skilled in psychic and lightning magic, and seems to have a weakness to fire. Despite being a good shaman she doesn’t feel as if that were the true destiny for her. She also doesn’t find her lighting abilities useful at all and with only use them to call down rain then it is needed. Please let me know if there is anything I should change!

Ki-Mono · Jan 29, 2019

Cocogerber13 accepted

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