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My Wish Is To Enter To The Land From Which No Traveler Returns.

Name: Ninazu or Utu

Name Meaning: God of the underworld and healing or Mesopotamian sun god, who was associated with life, justice, divination and the netherworld.

I got confused a bit in the research....I found 2 different names for the brother(the other being Utu) I knew the story and poem but not the brothers name.The first I found called the brother Ninazu and I like the sound of it but I think Utu is maybe the one you were looking for. I persoanlly like Ninazu better but if it works better for plot line and myth purposes Ill go with Utu.


Temper: Mitigative

Personality:
As a foal:
He appears to be like any young colt upon first glance, he seems cheery and happy-go-lucky and playful. Not all is quite as it seems.....As he does enjoy life, his life is heavly intertwined with death. In a sense you could say his family are the caretakers of the dead, the ferrymen of souls. As a young colt this concept isnt fully grasped but as he grows he learns the meaning and sees the honor of this duty of his lineage. He is very close with his sisters though their personalities differ, he is usually the one in the middle that makes it easy for them all to 'mesh' in a sense. Family is one of the most important things to him and as he understands more of what death is about the more he wants to enjoy life and see those around him happy. His mother in this regard is a different case, he wonders about her story and since there are few answers he is curious to try and learn what he can, but being young it isnt a serious topic for him and he doesnt stay stuck on the subject for too awfully long when he comes up with no anwers although the questions do remain in the back of his mind for him to revisit at a later date. Though a little wary of the death that surrounds them at times, he finds it fascinating what his grandfather does and is very interested in helping to ease the pain and suffering of the souls he meets.

As an adult:
He respects his family greatly and cares for them. He understands the laws of life and he understands that these laws must be followed but he believes there are some situations were its okay to bend the rules, extenuating circumstances. He still sees life as a gift and believes in living it to the fullest and death is just a completion to the cycle and to some it means peace. He loves his sisters and still tries to bring them together but their personalities differ greatly like night and day and so all he can do is try to remain neutral and supportive. He doesnt like to choose sides when it comes to them and when tragedy strikes home on top of the judging of the dead he learns to tuck his emotions away, hiding them from all even himself at times and in time he forgets how to feel and he starts to ruled by logic and reason. Its only when he looks to his mother and her incomplete story and sets out to uncover some of the pieces that his true journey for himself starts and he uncovers his emotions one by one.

In all his travels those he meets in pain and suffering he will work to alliviate their suffering and saddness as best to his abilities and in extreme cases this may even mean ending the pain they have of living. It pains him more to see endless suffering then to see death. (This is on a case by case basis, but he doesn't necessarily desire to see other die and he only makes passing as comfortable as possible...much like a hospice I guess)

Do you Like to RP?: Yes I do! But I can be super slow especially with everything that's been going on lately but I find it a good escape and really want to get back to it more but I can be slower with guild rp.

Proof of 2014 Roleplay:Here is one

Plots: Im really not good at coming up with these like this. Plots come to me in rp'ing and plotting some things out. My brain never fully wants to work right with contests...maybe its the pressure lol Ill try to get some things down though.

As a foal and later an adult he wants to help his mother find her story and maybe brushes paths with Horus first as a curious foal trying to learn about the story but being young believes whatever he is told only to realize as he grows that it was a lie or not all was told to him. He will search for Horus and maybe even have a meeting with Grauen to try and find the whole truth. Wether he suceeds or not is unknown and in this journey he rediscovers himself

In his journey I want him to meet all kinds of soquili, One that will show him friendship, one that introduces him to fear(and evil), one that gives him sorrow, one happiness. Ill will get more detailed with these plots indiviual as he develops.

I also desire family rp, a learning expierence from Father and grandfather, questions arising from Mom and probably the sisters as well.


Prompt Response:{ 3) Your sister's are in a war with each other. I---- convinced E----'s lover to help her in a fight that went horribly wrong. In the end, E's lover is dead and nothing can bring him back. E will not forgive her sister for her role in the death and so has planned to make her sister pay for killing the stallion she loved most in the world. You know that I--- was partially to blame for the death, though she did not mean for it to happen. It was an unfortunate accident at best. They are both your sisters, what do you do? Do you think that I should pay for what she's done? Do you think that E has taken this too far? Or do you let them fight it out alone? Tell us your side of the story and what side you chose.}

Life, war, death, birth....its a never ending cycle and its roots run deeper in my family then one might think. My grandfather, the caretaker and ferrymen and I his first born grandson I helped those that suffer meeting their end and I helped judge the souls that come to be ferried across but I have temporarily left, some would say Ive abbandoned my post, but I have my reasons. Amongst all the lives, amonst the fighting and wars there was none greater then one between those nearest to me, my own sisters. So different are they but at one time they held love for one another in their own ways, but now tragedy has hit our home.

My sister E's lover joined I's campaign and lost his life and now we all morn for him and we all feel my sisters pain, but she is blinded by this pain and wishes revenge on I for his death. It may be true that I had a part to play in his death but E lays on the blame on her when her love had a voice of his own, it was his own decision to go. E says that I tricked him, brainwashed him into making the choice, but she has no such power. They sought to do what was right despite what some rules might say. I myself cannot say if it was noble or the right thing to do but nonetheless it was his descion.

Ive always sought to bring my sisters together in peace but one living in death and the other dying in life it has become hard and Im pulled into their battles little by little. I refuse to side with one and betray the other. I feel their pain and I see through both their views and that is why I cannot say who is right and who is wrong. There is no winner to be had here. It is a tragedy and in tragedy there can be no winners, only losers. So I leave to search for the truth behind it all. Ill focus on my family and search for my mothers lost story and in time Ill find the answers she seeks I hope and maybe in time I can find a way to heal my sisters broken bond.

Anything else? I am a big mythology fan especially with Greek Mythology so the story and family that you have is super amazing and Im happy to just see something like them in the shop. Its a great honor to be able to try and become a part of such awesomeness and I thank you for the chance. <3

My Wish Is To Enter To The Land From Which No Traveler Returns.

Name: Charon

Name Meaning: Charon is the ferryman of the underworld in service to Hades.

Temper: Dutiful

Personality: Charon grew up in a world caressed in death and thus has the unique situation of never fearing it. He is a quiet and observant sort, he does his best never to betray any particular feelings he has - unless it be betwixt his sisters. He doesn't like anything that disturbs the calm order that he and his family live in, it disturbs the rest of the spirits they are supposed to be calming, furthermore, it disturbs him. He seems more like his grandfather in temperament, and is rather antisocial, not used to dealing with many other "living" folk. though he has his fathers gentleness with souls.

Do you Like to RP?: I certainly do, sometimes it takes me a while but I really enjoy long in-depth story lines.

Proof of 2014 Roleplay: LINK

Plots:
I want him to deal with others who are way more emotional than he is and just have him be pushed out of his quiet comfort zone.

ALL of the plots with his bickering sisters!

I want him to have a lot of interaction with his grandfather, if he's going to be doing the family business, and named after the ferryman of death, he should know what he's getting into.

Prompt Response: 1

Charon walked silently in the great shadow of his grandfather, he had called for Charon to come with him in a rather serious tone, Charon already had some idea of what was to happen here, but surly, he had not expected it so soon. His eyes, though still resembling those of an eager foal had seen things that many so young would balk at, even be traumatized by. They walked silently through the long grass, still damp with morning dew, but even if the light graced this place, death was always about, hovering like a second shadow, and here, it laid it's chill upon yet another life. His grandfather stopped and motioned with a nod to a prone form lying broken in the grass. Charon inched forward, his ears forward and his heart beating so hard he was sure it would jump out of his chest. There he saw death, looming over the fox who yet still lived, but barely - she clung fiercely to life, not ready to give up the fight yet- even if she had been the loser, she was bleeding from a grievous wound, a mortal one.

" This is what it means to do this work young Charon" his grandfather boomed " ease this ones passing into the next life, it is my duty as surly as it will be yours one day, and you must learn." Charon saw the fear in the foxes eyes, the fear he would never understand, so used to death he was, how could he make it better? He had never had to deal with those still alive with their hearts beating frantically and their pain still blooming. He walked up to her, his little brow wrinkled "… Lady fox, you won your battle, your kits are safe, your home is secure" He whispered to her, shivering a little as the thirsty ground drank her blood as surely as water. " Sleep now, there is nothing to fear, the dark is not here to snatch you, it's here to comfort you, it is warm and kind, nothing will hurt, be calm~ there you are~" He crooned, as if in song as he sometimes did with some of the smaller souls. The fox moved her head to look at him, her brown eyes locked onto his for a second before the lids slowly closed and her body shuddered with her last breath, he felt his fur prickle with the sound, the last moments of life were more distressing than he thought…how awful. He felt a great sadness, but the fox was no longer in pain, she was free from her mortal body, her soul free to be lead to the afterlife, whatever existed beyond the great lights. He looked at his grandfather, who after a minute of silence, nodded his approval.
Life and Death were in a constant dance with one another, and Charon, though used to death, found life and all it's emotion the more frightening of the two…he had much to learn before he was ready for the job his grandfather had in mind.


Anything else? Wheeeeee~ 8D

My Wish Is To Enter To The Land From Which No Traveler Returns.

Name: Thanatos

Name Meaning: Greek: Θάνατος, Thánatos, "Death,” from θνῄσκω - thnēskō, "to die, be dying"
Temper: Somber

Personality: Thanatos is a soft spoken, level headed stallion who does not excite easily; whether he is elated or upset. He has an eye for quality and desires only the very best life has to offer, anything second rate just simply will not do for this stallion. He is quick to size up others based on their physical appearance and the way they carry themselves. If you do not meet his standards, he will likely not pursue further conversation with you until you prove yourself worthy of his time in his eyes. The path that has been offered him in life has helped him become a very capable leader and organizer. Thanatos does not respond well to being in a subordinate position, especially if he finds the leading soquili to be subpar and unworthy of his respect. He has a difficult time expressing or tolerating spontaneous and sensitive behaviors, and will likely avoid or become very rigid in situations that provoke these emotions.

Do you Like to RP?: I love to Plot and RP

Proof of 2014 Roleplay: [x]

Plots:*@_@ I’m missing a couple of connections in this family, so before I start kicking out plots I would like to get some questions answered, which will probably have to take place after the basket contest XD(If I’m chosen)*

– Prompt 3: Pretty sure this is happening because your fillies’ personalities are kind of planned around this. Under ordinary circumstances Thanatos would chalk this up to siblings squabbling and leave it be. Seeing that I’s life might very well be on the line, Thanatos would step in and point that E’s lover had every opportunity to turn down the venture. That for a family that deals in death she should expect that one day she would be faced with this ultimatum; that he would die. E should embrace his memory and be grateful for the time they had. If the squabble continued he would add that she should be grateful that he was given the opportunity to prove his strength and ability on the battlefield, and not left to waste away, sickly and pale in wait for deaths embrace. Assuming E hadn’t stormed off, disowning both Thanatos and I, he would keep himself between the two and make sure no physical harm was done.

– I would like to have an RP of Thanatos and Horus. Thanatos tries to get information about his mother’s past and Horus uses it to try and manipulate him. Thanatos gets strung along, knowing full well he is being used, and then when he is fed up with the lies he informs Horus how he feels about him and that when he is on his deathbed, Thanatos will be there.

– Despite his mother’s (assumed) hesitation, Thanatos pesters her about how she met Háidēs and then came to know Westrion. What he is secretly asking without being rude is what it was like being inches from death. As a foal Thanatos finds near death experience fascinating and wishes to better understand what one goes through. (Though due to her memory loss she probably won’t be able to tell much, and it will most likely be a touchy subject?)

Prompt Response:

Thanatos peered over his shoulder to see his grandfather looking on as he approached the fading creature. His approach was unnerving to the young wolf, its futile attempts to rouse its broken from were met with weak whimpers with each exhaled breath. Dropping to his knees at its side, Thanatos lowered himself to the earth, “Sleep well little one…” He breathed softly. He stared into its wide golden eyes, “release unto me your burdens; your grief.” He whuffled a breath through the creatures’ blood soaked fur. The wolf’s tension fell, breath slowed to a wheeze.

Thanatos felt a tension in his chest, an ache in his heart. It hurt to see any creature like this, but it brought him peace knowing he would not pass on alone, afraid. Thanatos would remain at the wolfs side until his transition to be free in Elysian Fields.

The time was near, its paws twitched, ears flicked, eyes wide with fear. “Shh shhh…” Thanatos pressed his nose to the wolfs head, which was burning from the transition, “Be light in your travels ahead.” He uttered as the wolf’s final breath left his lungs, his form fell still, and Thanatos laid beside him a moment longer.

“It is done.” He confirmed to his grandfather looming behind him. Rising to his hooves he took his place at his grandfather’s side, “Will you tell me of the lands of Elysia someday?”

He looked up to his grandfather, eyes so full of wondering, mind full of questions. Someday he would find all the answers. One day he too would run through the golden grass of Elysian Fields.

Anything else?Thanatos is the daemon personification of death. He has a twin, Hypnos, who is the daemon personification of sleep. At some point I would like to custom him >3

My Wish Is To Enter To The Land From Which No Traveler Returns.

Name: Thánatos

Name Meaning: it is the greek word for death, as well as the name of a greek mythology figure.

Temper: precarious

Personality:

Thánatos will be one little colt that plenty will have a hard time placing into categories and forming confident opinions on. His moral code and standards are hard to gauge, with his rather unpredictable nature. Perhaps you thought he'd take your side on a matter, and he doesn't, or maybe you'll assume him to be mad from a mistake you made, but he isn't... More times than not, this colt will be hard to put a hoof on when it comes to determining how one feels about him.

There really doesn't seem to be any sort of rhyme, or reason, or pattern to follow when it comes to him. While intelligent, and intellectual, Thánatos likes to take each situation as a case by case sort of deal. Not every issue is the same, and shouldn't be treated as such. This can make things complicated when it comes to figuring out what sort of alignment he takes closer to. While he is not one to betray once securing loyalty's, that doesn't mean he will be biased... most of the time. In fact, Thánatos takes pride in being unbiased at least 70% of the time, however... there come times where he allows his own personal opinion on a person take effect, should the moment fancy him. It is in these moments that a hint of spitefulness and immaturity can shine through, overlooking justice on occasion.

Like his father he is charismatic, and was blessed with quite the silver tongue. He imitates the same sort of mannerisms, and articulation that a gentleman should possess, yet holding a bit of a twist to it with his nonchalant bold remarks, or spreads gobs of sarcasm laid on thickly or sprinkled with a thin veil. Some might claim him to be rude with how brutally honest he is, and straight forward, but the light of heart always amuse him with such immaturity and lack of humbleness. { and in most cases the inability to find fault in themselves! or face it! }Thánatos enjoys an entertaining game of words, and weaving a picture and path that leaves his opponents caught up in their own string. Straddling the line between serious, and playful, he can easily tip onto either side should a situation require it, or encourage him. This makes for it easy for him to see both sides to a situation, especially when it comes to his sisters and their completely opposite personality's.

Taking after his grandfather, Thánatos has an immense fascination with death, and the dead. Almost an obsession, if you will. He greatly looks forward to taking on the family trade, and absorbs as much information about it as he can, often shadowing his father or grandfather to learn their ways. As such, he has a natural respect for the both of them, and looks up to them as role models on the subject. It isn't uncommon to find him investigating dying creatures, and living beings of all sorts, as well as finding intrigue in already decaying carcasses of various kinds. Thánatos will even have conversations with them, as though they are excellent pals and have been for years! The entire process, ritual, and cycle is so exciting to him that he is unable to even fear his own demise should it stand right before him.


Do you Like to RP?: I love RP. it's the only reason I come onto Gaia~

Proof of 2014 Roleplay: Proof. { already discussed with Nyx Queen of Darkness, and have been given the ok to do this~ blacked out the other persons name to give them privacy. <3 }

Plots: Of course there are~ alas, I do not plan for what is not set in stone, nor even in my control, especially with development lacking rp wise. I'm also the type who just likes to "wing it" when it comes to rp, having no sort of plan what so ever, and seeing where things go.
However I have a few basic idea's in mind;

- I would love for him to meet his grandfather. I think he's a fasinating sounding character, and the colt would adore being around him and creating a strong relationship with him.

- I'd love for him to challenge other foals when it comes to "word games" if you will, and sort of creep them out, if you will, with his rather obscure ideals and views.

- Thánatos would love to find a little friend who has the same respect for death as he does. Though it might be a long shot, still would really thrill him.

- More will come with RP development~

Prompt Response:{ Prompt 3 }

The squabbles and bickering were constant with these two, relentless, and over even the most minuscule of things. Most might find it annoying, and truly Thánatos could not fault them for that, but by now it was quite normal for him that it didn't even make the stallion bat an eye. However, this quarrel was more intense than the others, so it seemed...

The fall of his darling sister E's beloved was a great tragedy for the young mare, and brought forth the raw emotions of hurt that many would express when grieving over the decease of a loved one. Yet said emotions were given blame in the name of their mutual kinsman, I. Thánatos had not involved himself in the battle I needed assistance with, for he was not called upon, and thus he would not force himself into a predicament where he was not desired in. Yet with the change of events, he'd almost wished he had, if it could keep the hatred that would fester from it afterwards, at bay.
He watched for the beginnings of the new development for sometime, observing, gathering the two sides and their shouting words that fell onto deaf ears, essentially just the both females screaming at walls to try and prove their point and innocence; neither would budge. It was fruitless, and pointless, and the influence of emotions were going to manipulate logical and rational outcomes and decisions, that much was obvious.

When E spoke of revenge, that is when Thánatos keyed into the debate more intensely. While he was able to see both sides clear as day, understanding their views yet not siding with them, the sensation of a 'calm before the storm' weighed heavily in the atmosphere now, causing him to proceed in intervening and attempting to bring sanity to the chaos... as entertaining as it might have been. Going down the path that was being set out could only lead to an even more grave conclusion, to which he was not too fond of seeing, or enduring. A family split would surely upset those older in the lineage, their parents especially. And so, his time was now to step in and give dissolving or at least sedating the topic, a try.

"My darling sisters, of such different sides, and souls~" he began, voice smooth and confident as it always was, but humbled and lyrical. "While your pointless bickering is apart of the relationship you two choose to share with one another, I find this particular war shall not be one with a pleasant ending for either sides." an endearing sort of gaze fell upon E, the strong, stalwart mare someone he held great respect for, and the unwavering justice that she expressed so thoroughly, "Your beloved has come and gone in your life, now, yet on his own accord. Our dear I was not responsible for his demise, as he is the one who was either not strong enough, or witty enough to avoid falling in the field of battle. He offered himself for her cause, and that was his own decision that he could have easily declined. Yet, he did not~ And our precious sister did not force, nor have control over his choice. Surely you would not blame the river for the drowning of someone who cannot swim strong enough to cross it, hm?" a glance was given to I, with a faint smile residing on his stretched lips. "I is not heartless, and I am certain she is feeling the guilt rack at her like the claws of a skinwalker tearing into her very flesh~" he chuckled lightly, in the not so light of conversation, keeping a light air to his speech.

"Yes, I could have approached one of us to engage in her battle, or she could have left others out of it, and fought on her own to reach her own ending in this world.. but she did not, and there is nothing we can do with the choices she has decided to make. They are done. And while the pain is burning and exposed, how could you truly justify an equal revenge for his death without taking our sisters life as well?" a sharpness flickered over his gaze as it ever so slowly shifted back to E, watching her rather intently, "but then where shall that leave you in the end? loverless, and sisterless. Is that truly a life you desire? will that truly make up for the accident that occurred? is that truly justice? Well, I suppose so. But would you be able to live with it, and would our family be able to live with you, knowing of what you've done?" he decided to push her, challenger her thinking in a way, to try and bring forth light to how the cycle would not end with her exacting retribution that she sought fit.

"What kind of life is that to live? without a family, with the blood of your sister on your hooves... hm. Doesn't seem too enjoyable, to me." he gave pause, closing his eyes, nostrils flaring faintly to inhale the scents that whisked past them on the curves of the wind. "accidents are unintentional phenomenon's. While one may have involvement, and partial influence in them, they lack complete control on their outcome, and thus should not be held in full account, whether good or bad. Like most things in life, battles are a gamble, and even in the most surest of engagements, the unimaginable can happen with a simple drop of a pebble. Your lover knew the possible turn out that could happen, and he joined anyway. He was well aware of the consequences that could befall him. To punish our sister for his choices... well that would be rather unjust, I would say."

A tender touch was given to E, with his soft nose, in a gentle expression of comfort, "For now, mourn him, and give the respect he deserves by thanking him for being in your life. Cherish the gift he's brought to you of happiness, in this living world, and allow him the opportunity to travel peacefully, knowing his death was not in vain, and knowing that you can find happiness again. This choice, is yours~"

Anything else? thank you kindly for the opportunity~

My Wish Is To Enter To The Land From Which No Traveler Returns.

Name: Utu

Name Meaning: Utu is the god of the sun, justice, application of law, and the lord of truth

Temper: Loyal

Personality: Utu tries to be the balance between his sisters. The glue that holds his family together so to speak. While he might not be as harsh as his sister E---- he isn't quite as carefree as his sister I--- either. He believes that people make choices in life, both good and bad. While he doesn't necessarily think doing 20 good deeds erases one bad one, he does take it into consideration. If someone is truly sorry for something that they have done, and they have taken steps to amend the situation, he can be much more forgiving than his sister E---.

He believes that people can change and that everyone makes mistakes. It's how they try to fix their mistakes that really matters to him and the whole of their life that concerns him. Not just the bad bits or the good bits.

Do you Like to RP?: You know I do!

Proof of 2014 Roleplay: [Link]

Plots:
Of broken wings and Death - As a young colt, Utu will lose a beloved 'pet'. This 'pet' will likely be a small bird. He would find it as a hatchling, abandoned with a broken wing. Knowing that it won't survive on it's own, Utu will attempt to nurse it back to health. For a short time he will succeed and have time to bond with the bird. Eventually, however, the bird will pass on and Utu will have to learn how to deal with the loss.

This will be the point in his life where he will become much more aware of death and how it can effect someone. The loss will be a terrible one for him, but it will help him to move on as well. Utu will learn that death is necessary and that all creatures die in time.

Conflicted - I would like for him to meet a soquili who has done something terrible in their past and feels that there is no hope for the future. Utu has to try and convince them that they still have something left to live for and they won't be condemned for their one deed if they work towards being a better individual as a whole.

Seed of Doubt - As a foal, Utu believes as his sister E- does. That each soul must pay for each and every action. Good and Bad. I would like for him to meet a soquili who has done something wrong in the past but who has made up for it ten fold. This soquili would cause Utu to rethink his views.

OR

I would like for Utu himself to have made the mistake. He then realizes that not everything is quite so black and white.
Not so Black and White - After Utu has grown and changed his views, I would like for him to have a sort of debate with his sister E-. It would be interesting to see what comes of this seeing as they have nearly opposite views.

Stories - After hearing the tale of his mother, Utu searches for the truth in it. It is something that has caused a disruption in his family and he wants to fix it. He understands that his father wants to make sure his mother is happy and with who she needs to be. However, he also realizes that even if the story about his mother is indeed true, his parents are meant to be together. Utu will do what he can to prove this to them and to help keep the family together as best as he can.

Betrayed - I would like for Utu to be betrayed by someone close to him. This could be either a best friend or perhaps a mare that he has grown to love. The pain of the loss and betrayal will help shape him into the stallion he needs to be.

Love - Eventually, I would like for Utu to find his own soulmate. After his initial heartbreak (assuming the betrayal involves a mare), Utu would have a harder time trusting others. This mare will need to teach him that not everyone is untrustworthy and that he can love and be loved in return.

Prompt Response:{3}
Utu's family had been through much in the past. This however, might be the worst that they had yet to face.

Utu felt torn as he looked from one sister to the other. The rift that had formed between the two of them since the death of E's lover had continued to grow. The thought of what the two once were and what they were now saddened him. They had brought him before them today and faced him with a decision.

He must pick a side. E had made that abundantly clear enough aright. But why must he chose? They were a family and families were supposed to stick together no matter what happened. They weren't supposed to go about holding grudges or plotting deaths.

The stallion looked his sisters over with sad eyes. Long ago he had felt the sharp stab of loss and betrayel. He knew it couldn't even compare to what E must be feeling now, but he could sympathize with her. Did he think her methods were too extreme? Certainly, but it didn't mean that her pain wasn't justified. It was certainly understandable that E- was upset with I-. Even Utu himself had to admit that the death of E-'s lover was indirectly I's fault. Yet in the end, the stallion had made his own choice. I- hadn't forced him to do anything, she had only asked. Though in asking she had betrayed a sort of trust in E- and ultimately some bond between the two had been broken.


His gaze shifted and he then looked to I-. She had always been the more enjoyable of the too, even if she was too carefree for his liking. There had always been a sense of Naivety to her that he had fallen for as a foal but had since learned wasn't quite true. Though she seemed as if she might not have a care in the world, Utu knew his sister had a sharp mind and knew more than she would let on. How she had come to get herself tangled up in this mess, well he supposed that was her business. No matter the reasoning, or the outcome, he knew she had wished no ill on E- or her love and had never meant for any of this to happen. Thus, Utu could not see any need for death as his sister E- appeared to.

The longer Utu pondered the situation, the more agitated he was. He was angry with his sisters. Angry with I- for getting E-'s love involved. Angry with E- for wanting to harm I-. Angry with the both of them for making him pick a side. But above all, he was angry with himself for not being able to patch up their little family.

He knew that he could not help E-. No matter what I- did, she was his sister and he could allow no one to harm her. He would have left them to their own devices, but he could already see the outcome and it wasn't a pleasant one. There was only one option left to him.

"I pick my family."


Anything else? Thank you very much for the opportunity! I had fun with this character and enjoyed writing it out. I tend to come up with more plot ideas as I roleplay and such, but I did list out a few that I could come up with for now. Hope you have fun judging the entries. ^.^

My Wish Is To Enter To The Land From Which No Traveler Returns.

Name: Utu
Name Meaning: It is the Sumerian God of Judgment and Truth.
Temper: Observant

Personality: Utu is much like his sister in that he has a strong sense of justice and truth however unlike her he believes that every creature has a story that should be heard and judged within reason. He believes that the good in one’s lifetime can outweigh the bad if one truly wishes to repent from the wrongs in their past and that everyone should be judge so. Words are barely spoken from his lips, he is much more of the silent type, listening to what others have to say and the words they speak. He prefers only to speak when necessary and will only speak the truth. Honesty is the best policy and not even a white lie is acceptable to be told to Utu. Ones concerns on feelings should not matter as long as the truth is spoken.

Do you Like to RP?: Yes!

Proof of 2014 Roleplay: Rp

Plots:
I would like for Utu to play some role in the sister's dispute. I would like him to listen to both sides of his sister's stories and to judge each one accordingly. I am not entirely sure exactly what the plan is other than a husband being murdered but I would really love for Utu to be a part in it all even if merely giving his feelings and or concerns on the matter.

I would also like for Utu to play a role with Haides and being the one to hear the stories of the dead and to in some way judge them. It would be great to have various stories even some who would try to lie to him make themselves sound as if they were more innocent then what they were as living. Utu believes in truth no bribery or even begging would sway his judgment and he would feel the need to condemn those who would try to cheat their ways into a better afterlife.

As a foal I would like Utu to meet a mare or even stallion that was vain and tell them the mere truth even if it was something like how something made them ugly or about how they should seek to be good in the lives versus living in vanity. They can in return become bitter or even violent towards him causing him to be in some way rather disappointed in how some would choose to spend their lives.

A friend or even just an acquaintance of Utu perishes and meets him. The friend would beg or even demand for his life to be spared but Utu will refuse. Even tho this may be a simple task it would be a little sad to lose someone close versus complete stranger.

I am always open to more plots as well!

Prompt Response:
He lead him deep within the brush, the scent of death lingered in the air as Utu trailed silently behind his grandfather. His eyes ever watching the movement of the forest as they had continued on with their own lives. They reached a small clearing, one where the sun managed to escape from the fingers of the trees and small flowers had started to emerge from the cold earth. He could smell it, he could smell the scent of death mingling with the soft fragrance of sweetness. A figure of a hare stood alone his body translucent enough that Utu could see the tree line behind him.

Haides spoke no words but nodded to the colt and to the soul before disappearing into the tree line. Stepping forward Utu stared at the hare unsure if any sort of apologetic nature would have played any use. What words did someone use when looking at those that were no longer part of the living the world?

“I am dead aren’t I?” He replied his eyes slowly looking around, searching for some sign to prove that he was merely dreaming of his fate. The body was a few yards away, obscured by the small bushes that lined the edge of the forest.

“Yes.” Utu spoke his voice definite but still full of compassion of the fate that had befallen the hare’s honorable death.

“I see…. Will you… will you listen to what I have to say? I mean before I go… well I mean I know I have to go that is why you are, but please may I at least speak a few words about my life?” The hare replied his ears laying back as one of his front paw rubbed it twin in some sort of comfort motion.
He could feel the eyes of the hare watching him, almost to the brink that if the hare could he would have wept deeply for anyone to share his last few moments. “I will listen to all you will say, sir hare,” Utu replied giving a slow nod of his head, “all will be listened to all shall be judge.”

“I was protecting her….. she always needed me and I watched over her for years. I was her guide and her caretaker since the day she had emerged from my sister’s den. Elaine…. She… was the only one who had lived and I cared for her. My life…” The hare replied sitting down on his hind legs his eyes looking to the ground as he continued to speak, “I was a handful of a hare, I did whatever I wanted, didn’t matter if it was right or wrong or what the consequences were. But she… I took her in and cared for her, and every since I held her I wanted to make everything right. I saved her, I mean.. I think I saved her from the snake I told her to run as the fangs sank… I want her to be ok.” As the hare finished his body started to waver, the feet and the end of his ears began to fade.

Utu looked at him his face never changing as he spoke softly, “all will be well. You have done well and those that you have done in the past will be out judged by the good. ”

“Let her be ok… that was all I ever wanted” He whispered his voice fading away as Utu watched his eyes never leaving the spot where the hare stood.

Anything else? THANK YOU VERY MUCH FOR THIS! AND
An old Irish song
Death and the Lady
As I walked out one morn in May
The birds did sing and the lambs did play,
The birds did sing and the lambs did play;
I met an old man,
I met an old man by the way.



His head was bald, his beard was grey,
His coat was of a myrtle shade,
I asked him what strange countryman,
Or what strange place,
Or what strange place he did belong.



“My name is Death, cannot you see?
Lords, dukes and ladies bow down to me.
And you are one of those branches three,
And you fair maid,
And you fair maid must come with me.”



“I'll give you gold and jewels rare,
I'll give you costly robes to wear,
I'll give you all my wealth in store,
If you'll let me live,
If you'll let me live a few years more.”



“Fair lady, lay your robes aside,
No longer glory in your pride.
And now, sweet maid, make no delay,
Your time is come,
Your time is come and you must away.”



And not long after this fair maid died;
“Write on my tomb,” the lady cried,
“Here lies a poor distressed maid,
Whom Death now lately,
Whom Death now lately hath betrayed.”

It was not an easy decision to chose who would win, so we decided to do something a bit more...unconventional.

After reading through all the entries, one entry stuck out in it’s uniqueness. It was bold, and it was one of few that chose a side. It should good mastery of lore and mythos for their prompt. It was long, and it was well-written.

For our judging we threw aside the names and instead focused on temper, personality, and RP to guide us. We chose this one entry, and then proceeded to bring in an non-biased judge who frankly doesn’t know any of you.

The judge chose the same entry.

So without further ado:

Our winner is:

XBlind-DarknessX




But that’s not all.

As we are the sole owners of Lament and Westrion, both of who are maxed, we would like to extend to JetAlmeara, the promise of a basket of her choice, from our next breeding of Lament and Westrion. As in, she gets first pick.




Furthermore, we’d like to extend to Angelique DelaMort the option to custom in a child of Lament and Westrion. We will grant our permissions for throwbacks etc. This is on the understanding that this child will be born from a different batch of baskets than these first three (2nd breeding, 3rd breeding, single birth, whatever.). You may contact us about changing up your form etc and possibly even gender if you so choose. We’ll settle the details with you <3


Thanks for making this contest amazing, and making Nyx not be scared to do another in the future <3