Post by NASUADAA on Dec 2, 2012 21:01:49 GMT -5
WARLOCK
lol coming
- Nickname - War
- Gender - Female
- Age - Five
- Breed - Friesian
- Alliegance - Er'Undi
- Kingdom - Keluk
- Spirit Animal - A grey wolf named Faolan, though at the moment he has 'disappeared' he still actually hangs around Warlock, though she does not know it.
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PersonalityAppearanceHistory
The Arcaian paused, his gaze softening as he thought about it, "you do mean who, don't you?" She froze, feeling her heart stop for longer than it should before it awoken with a terrifying speed. "Not me, I would hope." She glared at him, though his smile grew even larger and more sickening in her eye. "Leave me alone," the words must have fallen on deaf ears because the stallion launched himself towards her. Warlock did not understand what was happening for a moment before she felt the impact of his body slamming into hers. She staggered back, but he was still there in front of her. Something grabbed a hold of her crest, tightening. She hissed, yanking herself back and away from him, but he only followed her. "Let me go you crazy bastard!" She could hear his muffled laughter as her pulled her. She pushed her hooves into the ground, though it did not do much for her as he still managed to pull her a few metres across the ground.
She screamed, still digging her heels in as far as they would go, pulling her head back even if it meant that her hair would be pulled out...she needed to get away! A deep growl came from behind her and she gasped. The wolf sprang from the trees and latched onto the Arcaian's face, his claws dug into her skin, but she didn't care when she felt him loosen his grip. She took her chance and pulled away, but not before she managed to kick the Arcaian in the face before bolting home. The whole way she could hear him following her and he sounded furious. It wasn't until she got to her tribe that she could no longer hear him. Sighing, she went straight to her father to tell him what happened...though it would be short lived.
The Arcaian's attacked the tribe, setting their home on fire. They slaughtered many, including Warlock's family. In front of her eyes they died, killed by the hands of these beasts with bright colours. From the fight, she would gain war scars on her face, and all over her legs. She was knocked unconscious by a warrior, identity unknown and would wake up the next day, finding herself in the midst of the remains of what was her home. Her spirit animal, the wolf, sat beside her, half of his skin burned off from the fires. He was whimpering, falling in and out of the living world. "No, Faolan..."[/b] She whispered, but it was too late and the spirit wolf slowly dispersed into nothingness. Warlock gasped, looking around her as if she expected him to pop up somewhere...though as she did she finally managed to take in the damage. Bodies of Er'Undi were scattered here and there, Warlock stared at it all in horror. The faces and mutilated bodies would forever be a memory that she would not be able to get rid of ever again.
Years had passed and scars healed on her face, though she always felt at a big loss. She wore one of her tribe members skulls over the scars on her face to serve as a reminder to what happened there many years before. She will take revenge, the Arcaian's would go down.
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Nasuadaa - Trigger Happy, Tunglio, Mimoza
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