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P. 2 - Txon’aw
P. 3 - Sven
P. 4 - Reth
P. 5 - Stryker
P. 6 - Blayne
P. 7 - Alistair McArtur Lucian
P. 8 - Rayne Moonblood
P. 9 - Semira Sassaba
P. 10 - Altaria Redtail
P. 11 - Midnight Iris
P. 12 - Shade
P. 13 - Steele “Panther” Drakkar
P. 14 - Avignon Noire
P. 15 – Azza


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[Marquise Amaya Draconus]

"I Will Remain" ~ The Veer Union
Lyrics

Cert
S T A T S
Dominant Stat: Stamina
Strength: 10
Stamina: 17
Intelligence: 9
Speed: 10
Luck: 10
Courage: 10
Charisma: 13

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Nickname: Night One
Stage: Adult
Chosen: None
Generation: 1
Parents: Unknown
Herd/Rank: None/None
Maritial Status: Single
Breeding: 0
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Suitors/Courting: None
RP Color: Bold Midnight Blue
Obtained: Na'vi Event

There was a gentle snort as the eyes of the night one awoke, just like most. His pupils shone a gentle gold just like most as he surveyed his surroundings. A grunt and a tired sigh escaped his nostrils as he rose himself from the ground. He shook off his pelt as if in attempt to shake off sleep just like most. To get him thinking, the stallion stepped lightly forward and bent down starting to graze. Just like most when they awoke, he was hungry and in need of nourishment. His mind began to travel however as if wondering how he got here again...

Lormokri [beautiful voice] was singing again. His ears flicked as he trotted through the brush toward the sound. He made sure to stay for away however in fear of her clan and her father, the olo´eyktan [clan leader]. There were stories of how fierce and protective he was of his family and clan. But oh, how she was divine even then. Lormokri was graceful, humble, and ever so gentle. And yet her voice...so potent even a thanator and an ikran would never dare attack her. He drank in her sound every night that she sang. It's what lead him here in the first place. The male had been hanging out in this area and making sure to keep his tracks limited. He was afraid that once found he would be chased away. He took in a breath each time she moved and at one point he swore that she was staring at him. Not wanting to risk anything, he quickly disappeared back into the forest. Each night it was like that as he watched her sing and followed her as she moved through the forest. She seemed so happy sometimes...and yet unhappy when alone. He was confused. She had everything she could ever imagine and want...why was she unhappy?

One day the night one got careless and came out in her sight. Their eyes met for the first time and it was as if Eywa was with them. Something clicked it seemed and instead of running in fear she came forward. The two spoke until the light turned into darkness and even then she was reluctant to go. She was learning so much about him and he her. Strangely she wanted to know more about him and why he was nameless. Each time he changed the subject and each time she waited patiently for him to trust her. She often tried to convince him to follow her back to the clan, but again he refused. Too many had already rejected him. Too many had said he was feaungia [bad omen]. But she was as patient as she was persistent. To ease his mind, she would often sing to him and teach him the beauties of Eywa's world and creations - including him. She said there was a purpose to him, and that if he would only look to Eywa, he would find it. There was nowhere else he'd rather be but with her. And each time she left, he felt a part of him go as well.
One eve when she asked again, he was surprised that he agreed. He realized that he couldn't be without her.

The night one felt all eyes fall upon him as he entered the clan lands with her. Her fellows stopped what they were doing and quickly stared as he came by. His eyes were focused on her home however even as his ears flicked to catch what they were saying. "Vrrtep" [demon] one growled and spit over his shoulder. Ketengvitra [different soul] another snorted in fear keeping her offspring back. The stallion shut his eyes tightly wanting to run and be rid of this. And yet, he felt the reassuring touches of Lormokri and her gentle singing. Her songs pierced his heart and gave him a fiery courage. It was then that his eyes finally met with him - the olo´eyktan. The stories did him no justice as the male stood much taller than him. His eyes were fierce and his body looked as if it had been through too much for him to be able to stand. And yet there he was a proud and powerful warrior. The night one greeted him formally as Lormokri had taught him to do. They had a heated discussion that left the people speechless. No stranger had ever come into their home and assumed equal footing with their leader. Of course, the night one had no name in this place and no name at all to claim to. When the chief asked, it was his daughter who answered. "Poan syaw Txon'aw [He is called Txon'aw]." She yelled standing next to him. The people became enraged that this outsider had poisoned their beloved Lormokri's mind. The chief's eyes turned in color as the anger dripped from him. His mouth opened as he spat venom at the outsider stretching his hands up and open widening their span. Txon'aw was banished from their lands as the people began to swarm him.

The night one had never run so fast in his life. His body hurt and burned as bruises and cuts formed and swelled. Lormokri was so sure! He believed in her as she promised him some sort of acceptance. Why did he believe her? He fought back tears as he angrily tore through the brush leaving a path. The stallion collapsed in a tired heap closing his eyes. They only snapped open to see the graceful form of Lormokri. She had come to him again that night. At first he was angry and full of confusion. But that all came tumbling down as he buried his head into her neck and she embraced him as he cried. he let everything out as she sang a gentle song. He stared her in the eyes showing that he was tired of everything. The night one urged her to go with him, but she refused. Lormokri's place was here with her family and people. She left him with a final song and a promise that he would find what he was looking for and they would be back together if he promised her never to give up. She told him to come back for her the day he found it.

The stallion was more awake now as he remembered his love. She was waiting for him. He snorted feeling the blood boil in his body. He would not let her down. He would go out and form his own clan of strong people. He would go back and find her, take her by his side where her proper place was. They would form a family and be one of the greatest clans in all the land. They would be fierce and loyal to those that they called friends, but wrathful and malice to those they called enemies. The stallion then took in his name, Txon'aw - the Night One - and embraced it fully. She gave him that name for a reason and he would make her proud of it. With a renewed vigor, Txon'aw turned and sped through the brush feeling the presence of Eywa all around him. He would go out and ensure that he would get his Lormokri, his yawne [beloved] back. And they would never be separated ever again.

Txon'aw would make his own home.

Won from Na'vi RP Event. .X.


P L O T S

R E L A T I O N S H I P S
Key - [H] = Human; [A] = Azrein; [F] = Familiar

R O L E - P L A Y S

 

[Marquise Amaya Draconus]

"My December" ~ Linkin Park
Lyrics

Cert
S T A T S
Dominant Stat: Strength
Strength: 6
Stamina: 19
Intelligence: 9
Speed: 7
Luck: 8
Courage: 11
Charisma: 8

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Nickname: Ven
Stage: Adult
Chosen: None
Generation: 1
Parents: Unknown
Herd/Rank: None/None
Maritial Status: Mated - Itarilde of Dorthonion
Breeding: 1: Itarilde of Dorthonion - Alexe of Dorthonion, Galadriel of Dorthonion, & Venguard of Dorthonion
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Suitors/Courting: Itarilde of Dorthonion
RP Color: Bold Lime Green
Obtained: RP Contest

Even at a tender age, the young stallion was thrust into a world of the unknown. His mother had died during his birth, his father resentful of ever having such a thing to do with his offspring. Especially since Sven wasn't his. Sven's mother had been unfaithful and it killed her. The foal grew up with constant hatred at his back, and a constant reminder around his neck. His father claimed to have cursed him - he would never know of love. Sven didn't know any of this. All he knew was that he couldn't wait until he was old enough to leave his bitter father behind. And finally that day came as the sire finally died of resentment and a broken heart. During the years after he left his father, however, Sven felt strangely confused at the world. Why was he here? What was he meant to do? Sven simply wandered day after day after day, his hooves taking him no where in particular. That is, until she came along.

Her laughter was the first tender note he had heard in all of his years. Her movements were as graceful as the winds. Her eyes shone with a brilliance of the seas. A gorgeous mare that seemed to notice him, and without a beat, she called to him leaving her group of friends who were undoubtedly warning her to stay away. "What's your name?" She asked, her voice sounding like bells on a summer's eve. He choked a little. "I'm...Sven. But you can call me Ven..." She giggled all the while "Sven? That sounds too much like seven! I like Ven better." The mare danced around him, curious of what he looked like. "My name is Anora." She batted her eye lashes at him, all he could do naught but swoon. "Anora...so beautiful..." His golden eyes watched her strawberry mane and tail flash as she trotted, muscles moving under a chocolate brown pelt. It was cute how white dots had dappled all over her rump and lower legs. One looked like to be in the shape of a heart.

Sven didn't know what happiness was until he met Anora. She took him in, introduced him to her circles and with time, Sven felt accepted and happy. She was there to be with him, and he realized that over this time he had fallen in love with her. Anora's mother and father went to him with open arms glad that their little girl had finally found someone to treat her right. Things seemed to be going well enough until a rogue male came onto the scene. He was brutish, larger than Sven and way stronger. He had his eyes on Anora and it was quite clear that Sven would need to fight for his love. Anora begged him not to, but Sven resisted her pleas. He'd die for her, and he wanted to prove that. No way he was taking the coward's way out.

What happened next would break his heart indefinitely. The day of the fight, he saw her with him. His beautiful, pure Anora had agreed to go with the Brute to avoid bloodshed. She'd give up her love if he promised to leave her family and Sven alone forever. Sven attempted to talk her out of it, but Anora resisted him. "If you had listened to me, this never would have happened. But you leave me no choice, Sven!" She berated him through tears. "I am happy we met, but we must now depart for the safety of my herd. I will never forget you, but I will never forgive you for the life you have given me now. We could have been so happy together...you caused this, Sven. Remember that. You caused this!" Sven's heart stopped beating as he felt the life fade from his body. For days he tried to track her down, but her words haunted him day and night. She would never take him back now. Her parents were furious with him. Why had he not run away with her? Now their little girl would be lost forever!

Sven finally tracked her down after almost a year of searching only to find her dying by a river. The Brute had been abusive to his Anora...there was a foal already dead beside her. It was a little girl. The brute had wanted a son it seemed. Sven remembered how his own mother died...how he lived...Tears welled in his eyes as he watched Anora's life seep away. He could see her anger and sorrow, and even before she died, the mare breathed, "You caused this..". Sven felt the last fiber of his being die with the mare he loved. With the last of his strength, he buried Anora and her foal by the river. The Brute would be long gone by now...

Sven's future would be bleak and his hope was faint. He could never get close enough to another in fear he would end them. That it would be his fault...His heart was broken, and closed. An icebox. Sven had small hopes that he would be able to love again...but who would ever love a murderer and a monster? His father was right...

He would never know of love.

Won from Heartbroken RP Event. .X.

P L O T S

R E L A T I O N S H I P S
Key - [H] = Human; [A] = Azrein; [F] = Familiar

[A] Itarilde of Dorthonion - Mate - A mystical fae who he found during his wanderings through a forest. At first he was unsure of whether to even speak to her. But steadily, the two began to converse and before long they grew close. Their closeness eventually became a mating bond, and Sven couldn't be happier or more at peace in their forested home. Happiness and love could be found after all.

R O L E - P L A Y S

 

[Marquise Amaya Draconus]

"You're Going Down" ~ Sick Puppies
Lyrics

Cert
S T A T S
Dominant Stat: Charisma
Strength: 5
Stamina: 9
Intelligence: 5
Speed: 10
Luck: 13
Courage: 12
Charisma: 16

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Nickname: None
Stage: Adult
Chosen: None
Generation: 1
Parents: Unknown
Herd/Rank: None/None
Maritial Status: Single
Breeding: 1: Beta - Iota "Lacey" Aumia, Djimon, Epsilon, & Delta Ekundayo
Sexuality: Bisexual
Suitors/Courting: None
RP Color: Bold Dark Orange
Obtained: Bribe Custom

A b*****d full of hatred for his origins, Reth was treated like a god because of his birth between a Dragon Priestess and Warrior of his tribe. He was blessed with his father's build and his mother's magical properties. However, he was still second best because he was not the first born of his father's lineage. His half sister, Kainda, took that spotlight though she was a wretch to eve be considered born. As much as he was lavished with as much mare, food, and drink a stallion could ever want, his deep seated hatred for his sister grew and grew to a point where he almost went mad. He could not fully claim the right of his father's first lest Kainda be dealt with in the manner only known to their kind: death.

He had stealth on his side for Kainda didn't know of him at all. He would soon wreck havoc upon her life and all she knew until she would give him full rights to his birthright with the spilling of her blood on his coat and hooves. Finding her has been the tricky part..

Until now.


P L O T S

R E L A T I O N S H I P S
Key - [H] = Human; [A] = Azrein; [F] = Familiar

[A] Kainda - Half-Sister

[A] Dark Tide - Brother-in-Law

[A] Kai Darksun - Newphew

[A] Dark Tempest - Niece

[A] Stryker - Servant - A stallion whose proven himself many times to be loyal to him. However, there seems to be doubt growing in the younger male's eyes. He will have to be taught a lesson before long it seems.

[A] Beta - Lover - A mare he met while on a lone travel of the Isle. He was irritated with her at first, but her cool mind and gentle mannerisms seduced him into a sort of submission. She will be the carrier of the new generation it seems.

R O L E - P L A Y S

"The Prince and the Wildflower"

 

[Marquise Amaya Draconus]

"Break" ~ Three Days Grace
Lyrics

Cert
S T A T S
Dominant Stat: Speed
Strength: 5
Stamina: 9
Intelligence: 13
Speed: 15
Luck: 11
Courage: 8
Charisma: 9

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Nickname: Ry, Stryke
Stage: Adult
Chosen: None
Generation: 1
Parents: Unknown
Herd/Rank: None/None
Maritial Status: Single
Breeding: 1: Shamira - Skyler & Shade
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Suitors/Courting: None
RP Color: Bold Teal
Obtained: Bribe Custom

Stryker was appointed to Reth as a servant once the stallion was born. The two have been inseparable since as custom from the tribe they came from. However, because of Stryker's rank, he is lowly and must do what Reth tells him. The stallion has grown up with the idea that all that matters is his master's happiness which will become his happiness. The male, however, seems to yearn for more out of life rather than being a simple man servant.

He journeys with Reth to hunt down the male's half-sister, Kainda. However, Stryker feels as though Reth's need for vengeance doom the both of them...

P L O T S

R E L A T I O N S H I P S
Key - [H] = Human; [A] = Azrein; [F] = Familiar

[A] Reth - Master - A stallion with a dark heart and even darker ambitions. The male is unsure whether he leads them on a journey of purpose or one of idle revenge and disaster. The only thing he can hope for is to make it out alive.

[A] Shamira - Lover

R O L E - P L A Y S

 

[Marquise Amaya Draconus]

"Burn It To The Ground" ~ Nickelback
Lyrics

Cert|Colt
S T A T S
Dominant Stat: Luck
Strength: 9
Stamina: 5
Intelligence: 8
Speed: 6
Luck: 17
Courage: 6
Charisma: 9

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Nickname: None
Stage: Adult
Chosen: None
Generation: 2
Parents: Savage x Aquaria
Herd/Rank: None/None
Maritial Status: Single
Breeding: 0
Sexuality: Bisexual
Suitors/Courting: None
RP Color: Bold Slate Gray
Obtained: Breeding

The last born triplet of Savage and Aquaria, Blayen is one who likes to keep things simple. Much like his mother, he dreams of the stars and much like his father, he takes it one day at a time. His brothers are all he knows at the moment, and the curious stallion can't wait to take the world by a very quiet storm eventually.

P L O T S

R E L A T I O N S H I P S
Key - [H] = Human; [A] = Azrein; [F] = Familiar

[A] Savage - Father

[A] Aquaria - Mother

[A] Rayne - Brother

[A] Ardal - Brother

R O L E - P L A Y S

 

[Marquise Amaya Draconus]

"Secrets" ~ One Republic
Lyrics

Cert
S T A T S
Dominant Stat: Strength
Strength: 19
Stamina: 9
Intelligence: 7
Speed: 13
Luck: 9
Courage: 10
Charisma: 12

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Nickname: Ali, Artur, Lucian, Alartian, any sort of mixture really.
Stage: Adult
Chosen: Athari the Dark One
Generation: 1
Parents: Unknown
Herd/Rank: None/None
Maritial Status: Single
Breeding: 0
Sexuality: Bisexual
Suitors/Courting: None
RP Color: Bold Sandy Brown
Obtained: Castle RP Event


Dear Miss Athari,

My late master Greigor St. Maccalin Lucian Has passed. It is in his will that you and few others have been given the rare opportunity to be graced with the ownership and bond with his Azrein Alistair McArtur Lucian. Of coarse only Alistair may decide his new master to be. Please have a timely arrival or you may miss your chance.

~sincerely Maria Lucian


Athari the Dark One stared at the letter partly in shock and partly because of all the fancy lettering of the damn thing. The courier had left the note on her front door this morning it seemed and Athari had been mingling about it all day. It was intriguing to say the least that a woman from the jungles could ever receive such a formal invitation. And to bond with an Azrein? Her head tilted a little in thought of the pull that she had experienced when she became bonded to her Nailiah. This wasn't the same pull, but maybe some bondings were different. Athari wouldn't be the one to judge or to get upset. If she were to be chosen for an Azrein to get a home, then why shouldn't she? It was only the male's right to choose who his master was anyway. The female scratched the top of her head gently before looking over to Nailiah who stood waiting and ready for the call. Athari shrugged and asked, "You won't get jealous will you dear heart?" The mare gave a grunt glaring at her human all the while as the two-legger jumped on the white mare's back. "Please. I was here first." Nailiah joked with her chosen as they started on their journey. The white mare sped across the lands like nothing ever seen, a blur of white, red, and brown.

Arriving at the castle was...startling. Athari had never seen the likes of this before save for in books she picked up from the library. Though she had seen castles much like King Azreth's, this one had a different sort of flair about it. Strange all the while...Her attention was snapped from her as Nailiah came to a halt in front of the gates. "I will wait out here for your return. We shall go home in pairs or in three. Either way, we will go home." The two embraced for a moment taking in each other as Nai gave her human courage before Athari left her friend to face the castle and its inhabitants alone. Her green eyes took in the surroundings as she crossed the first archway and over the stone and cobble bridge to get to the second archway and finally the door. It was large, wooden, and slightly intimidating with strange Azrein carvings all over the arches and on the knockers. Athari knocked three times before there came a creaking and the door opened.

A tiny, old woman peaked out to get a look at the wild girl. Athari was dressed normally: tanned deerhide around her bust and tied at the back with no straps, and a loincloth that ended at her mid-thigh at the front and below the bend in her knees at the back. As usual, she was barefoot with her head pulled up and tied back save for a few bangs that usually hung around her face. Jewelry and feathers adorned the savage looking female even as kind eyes stared at the old woman in front of her. "Hello. I received this invitation." Athari spoke calmly and plainly handing the piece of paper to the old woman who held it gingerly and yet scrutinized the hell out of it with her fading vision. With a small cough, she handed the paper back to Athari. "Come then, child. I will take you to Missus Maria."

The walk was...strange to say the least. The corridor was extremely long and all along the sides were portraits of man, azrein, and beast along with busts and statues. It appeared to be a long line of owners and their bonded owning this estate. Athari was so entranced by the pictures and statues that she almost ran into the old maid when she stopped. "Keep straight. You will hit the courtyard." With that, she left Athari to continue the journey on her own. The warrior took a deep breath as she strode along, muscles quivering with excitement and a bit of nervousness. Athari pushed open the doors as a bright light filled the hallway. She flinched a moment letting her eyes adjust to the lighting of the courtyard. It seemed to trap the sun it was so bright! She gently shut the door behind her and continued forward looking at all the different flora that adorned the circular space. It was huge, looked like a field with cobbled walk ways. It didn't take long for Athari to notice the gathered crowd of people, nor for them to notice her. She strode confidently toward the group of mostly men with a few women and stood among them proud. All of them were dressed in the finest fabrics of their respected areas. Most looked to be distinguished businessmen while others to be simply wealthy because of fortunate birthrights. The women all wore fine laces and dresses that made them look more like fat turkey peacocks than actual women. If only they knew what she went through as a child. Some sneered and murmured words such as savage and unclean while others simply gawked with a surprised and interest in the exotic looking wild woman of the amazons. The few females that were there either stuck up their noses to ignore or even whispered loud enough for Athari to hear. She continued to ignore however as they all waited patiently, with Athari thinking and wondering about who was this Lucius family and why were they interested in her?

Everyone suddenly quieted as a gorgeous woman stepped out dressed in the finest gold and black silk dress that any of them had ever seen as it hugged her luscious frame. She wore a small black hat with a small veil to cover some of her upper face and black gloves with gold trimmings and designs to match her glorious flora gown. Touching those gloved hands was a very regal looking azrein with...bat wings? His appearance was both haunting and beautiful at the same time. Some men felt obligated to bow while others stood as dumb as when they first met Athari. The women all curtsied still muttering under their breath. Only Athari stood still unaware of how to act or what to do. The duo came closer and stopped short of the gathered group.

There was an uncomfortable silence for a while before the woman spoke, "I am Maria Lucian, the granddaughter of the late Greigor St. Maccalin Lucian. You all have been called here in order to give Alistair McArtur Lucian a possible chosen and a home. But I wonder. Why did you all heed this letter? Do any of you even know Greigor?"

A man spoke up stating that he was his accountant. A woman said she had been his business adviser. Another man stated that they were friends who simply played cards together and spoke of politics. Everyone had an answer save for Athari. She looked toward Maria as they made eye contact answering truthfully, "My lady Maria, I can only tell you that I received the letter. I do not know the late Gregior, but I choose to heed the call because I felt in my heart that it was right. And honestly, I want to know why I was sent one.." It was then that many of the listeners grew quiet waiting for the same answer sneering and whispering all the while. Maria stayed silent for a time before she started to giggle, "Athari, dear Athari. You do not remember a man who came to visit your tribe? Then again you were quite young and ill-treated. And yet you had a spark about you. We even played together. Grandfather Greigor often called you his favorite of the wild children. He made sure to keep tabs on you, and when you were lost he felt saddened. But when one of the boys from the market saw you here, with the white mare Nailiah, he was overjoyed. He wanted to see you, but fate took his hand..." Maria was quiet again before answering, "You were called here because of your love and affection for Nailiah as well as the others you keep at your ranch. We just want the same for Alistair.

"And with that ladies and gentlemen, I will allow Alistair to mingle among you." Maria took her hand off the stallion who then went forward investigating the humans in his own little way.

At first, the women immediately shied away scared by his leathery wings and frightful markings. No way he would make any sort of good pet at all! Those ladies were immediately dismissed by Maria who sent for staff to take them from the grounds. Some of the men marveled at the interesting beauty of the stallion wondering how much they would make for advertising for him. Those men were also sent away. A few wondered how he would do as a business partner for azrein were known for their intelligence. The horse mingled with them all the while keeping his conversations short, focused, and different all at the same time.

Finally, he came to Athari. Before she could say anything, Alistair gave a grunt. "You have...a strange feral quality. It...intrigues and yet scares me at the same time. Did you really grow up in the jungles?" Athari blinked and gave a nod. "Well...yes of course. I have been there all my life until I left to find Nailiah, my bonded." He gave a small nod. "Ahh I see. You left because you felt a pull and you didn't know why? That...that was what it was like when I met Greigor. I was a foal back then and not even one of the generations that his family bred so selectively. He was a teenager and took me in, demanding that I be part of the family. Greigor cleaned me up, dressed me finely, and even gave me his name. I am indebted to him..." Alistair trialed off until Athari reached up and scratched his ear and neck. No one had dare touch the horse since his late master had died, and here this warrior woman gave it not second thought. "It is like that if you were to lose someone you loved. If I ever lost Nailiah, I don't know what I'd do. There's just this uncanny connection between the soul of the man and the soul of the azrein and you can't take that away. No one can. Greigor must have been a fine man to have you." With that, Athari hugged the stallion tightly which Alistair simply felt shocked. He returned the affection wrapping his wings around the human female before looking over to Maria as he fought the tears welling in his eyes.

Maria looked on to Alistair and Athari as if the others didn't exist. They too stared with a strange and fantastical vision of beast and human sharing some sort of connection. Maria simply gave a smile looking over to the staff awaiting. "...I think Alistair has found a home..." There was a smile as she looked back to the embracing pair. Maria knew that there would be something uncanny about Athari. She was just glad that she was right.

Maria was glad that Grandfather was right.

Won from Castle RP Event .X.

P L O T S

R E L A T I O N S H I P S
Key - [H] = Human; [A] = Azrein; [F] = Familiar

[H] Athari the Dark One - Chosen - A barbaric human if there ever one was to meet. But the soul and heart within this one was the most pure of any human out there...at least to him. She was right uncanny and savage at some times and yet she could be more humane than any of the other humans he came across.

[A] Nailiah - Partner - Athari's other chosen. The mare with the red hair is stunning if a bit naive. She's too motherly for her own good, but he appreciates that kindness and compassion in her heart even if it's too a fault. As he treats Athari, he would do anything to protect Nailiah.

R O L E - P L A Y S

 

[Marquise Amaya Draconus]

"Love Bites (So Do I)" ~ Halestorm
Lyrics

Cert
S T A T S
Dominant Stat: Courage
Strength: 5
Stamina: 5
Intelligence: 12
Speed: 9
Luck: 13
Courage: 14
Charisma: 10

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Nickname: Ray
Stage: Adult
Chosen: None
Generation: 1
Parents: Unknown
Herd/Rank: None/None
Maritial Status: Taken - Sumac
Breeding: 0
Sexuality: Bisexual
Suitors/Courting: None
RP Color: Bold Maroon
Obtained: Bribe Custom

Rayne Moonblood was born from one of the original tainted ones. Before then, she was no on special and not much to look at. Her transformation has changed her not only physically but mentally as well giving her a new outlook on an undead life. As much as she claims a sense of her own freedom, she will not hesitate to answer the call of the One whenever it comes. She has never met another of her brethren before, but she isn't too keen on going out just to find them.

Rayne has a policy of getting what she wants when she wants and however she wants it. These demands must be met else blood will fill her belly tonight. As rough as she seems, she encompasses a playful personality that can sometimes be borderline creepy and torturous. She enjoys the simple killings in life though she'd lavish in fancy things if any of that was given to her.

P L O T S

R E L A T I O N S H I P S
Key - [H] = Human; [A] = Azrein; [F] = Familiar

R O L E - P L A Y S

 

[Marquise Amaya Draconus]

"All I Need" ~ Natasha Bedingfield
Lyrics

Cert
S T A T S
Dominant Stat: Charisma
Strength: 7
Stamina: 10
Intelligence: 10
Speed: 7
Luck: 9
Courage: 10
Charisma: 13

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Nickname: Semi, Sassa, Mira, Saba, etc.
Stage: Adult
Chosen: None
Generation: 1
Parents: Unknown
Herd/Rank: None/None
Maritial Status: Single
Breeding: 0
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Suitors/Courting: None
RP Color: Bold Chocolate
Obtained: Custom

Semira Sassaba came from the low lands underneath the floating isles. Her herd was on a farmland of indians where Semira was the errand boy's mount. Semira got along with the other horses well enough, but she felt different somehow and strange when she tried to communicate with them. It also baffled the humans the way that Semira could figure things out such as getting cabinets open or lifting items in her mouth unlike the other horses. It was clear that she was different and that she did what she pleased most of the time. Eventually, the village shaman did a ritual in which Semira was deemed one of the high equines. She was then sent away to find others like herself. It didn't take her long to know where to go: the floating isles and the home of King Azreth. The young mare realized that she was in fact one of the fabled azrein that legends spoke about.

When she arrived on the isles, Semira ran into a flighty azrein known as Altaria Redtail. She was from the northern mountain herd consisting of nothing but winged azrein. The higher beings had wings and horns which made them considerably special which was one of the reasons Altaria left. The two realized a bond quickly that they left their homes because they didn't feel safe or felt like they belonged. Shortly after, they met up with Midnight Iris, an alicorn mare from a herd of the low lands. Midnight's story is quite an enigma and doesn't speak much. However, slowly the two warmed up to her and the three girls have been together ever since forming a strong sisterhood bond.

They now travel together in search of adventure, fun, and danger!


P L O T S

R E L A T I O N S H I P S
Key - [H] = Human; [A] = Azrein; [F] = Familiar

[A] Altaria Redtail - Herd Mate - a mare that hails from the mountains further up and closer to the isles. She left her herd to find herself as well as a certain independence. The two have been traveling ever since their meeting.

[A] Midnight Iris - Herd Mate - a mare with a mysterious past that makes up for it with her loyalty, energy, and charm. It is quite clear though that this mare has become closer to them each day and continues to do so.

R O L E - P L A Y S

 

[Marquise Amaya Draconus]

"Are We All We Are" ~ P!nk
Lyrics

Cert
S T A T S
Dominant Stat: Speed
Strength: xx
Stamina: xx
Intelligence: xx
Speed: xx
Luck: xx
Courage: xx
Charisma: xx

__________________| ~ <^> ~ |__________________

Nickname: Taria, Red, Altaria the Red, Alta, etc.
Stage: Adult
Chosen: None
Generation: 1
Parents: Unknown
Herd/Rank: None/None
Maritial Status: Single
Breeding: 0
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Suitors/Courting: None
RP Color: Bold Saddle Brown
Obtained: Custom

Altaria Redtail was a high ranking scout in a herd known as the Children of Avian. They pride themselves on being winged but even more so on the children that are born with horns - the alicorns. Slowly and surely, that type of mentality was a problem with Altaria even though she had never personally met and got to know any of the alicorns. Just the simple fact of their "superiority" made her strongly dislike them. She didn't understand how they could be considered better just because of another physical attachment. It eventually made her leave the herd with a sickening feeling.

Eventually she made her way to the floating isles where she met Semira Sessaba, a trickster mare who was more than met the eyes. Eventually she learned the story that the mare and how she didn't know that she was an azrein! With a determined ideal to keep the mare out of trouble on the isles, Altaria took her underneath her wings as they traveled. Soon enough in the dead of night they met a mare named Midnight Iris. At first, Altaria was all against her joining their duo making it into a trio, but Semira showed her differently. After time together, Altaria realized that all alicorns aren't that bad...well at least the ones not from her herd. the three have now formed a strong sisterhood bond.

They now travel together in search of adventure, fun, and danger!
P L O T S

R E L A T I O N S H I P S
Key - [H] = Human; [A] = Azrein; [F] = Familiar

[A] Semira Sessaba - Herd Mate - a mare that hails from the lower lands not of the Isles. She's quite cunning and very quirky but simply just wants to learn more about herself and what species she hails from.

[A] Midnight Iris - Herd Mate - a mare with a mysterious past that makes up for it with her loyalty, energy, and charm. It is quite clear though that this mare has become closer to them each day and continues to do so.

R O L E - P L A Y S

 

[Marquise Amaya Draconus]

"Song Title" ~ Arist
Lyrics

Cert
S T A T S
Dominant Stat: Stamina
Strength: 11
Stamina: 19
Intelligence: 9
Speed: 6
Luck: 9
Courage: 12
Charisma: 10

__________________| ~ <^> ~ |__________________

Nickname: Iris, Midnight, Ris, Night, etc.
Stage: Adult
Chosen: None
Generation: 1
Parents: Unknown
Herd/Rank: None/None
Maritial Status: Single
Breeding: 1: Slimey - Neptune Twilight & Nudibra
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Suitors/Courting: None
RP Color: Bold Dodger Blue
Obtained: Custom

Midnight Iris doesn't speak much about her past, at least to her traveling companions. The truth is Iris came from a very loving family. Her life seemed quite complete but there was something missing. Her life felt bland and planned out for her. So as silent as midnight, Iris left her home renaming herself for the event that would change her life forever.

Iris traveled through the low lands before heading up to the isles. It was then that she saw a pair of interesting mares. One was a pegasus that looked like a bird of prey. The other was a female of markings that resembled both fire and stripes. She watched and followed them for days before she decided to allow herself to be seen coming to them in the dead of night not saying much. At first, the one named Altaria didn't seem to be too comfortable letting a stranger in, but over time Semira had convinced her traveling companion that another wouldn't be so bad. Over time, the three developed a strong sisterhood bond.

They now travel together in search of adventure, fun, and danger!



P L O T S

R E L A T I O N S H I P S
Key - [H] = Human; [A] = Azrein; [F] = Familiar

[A] Semira Sessaba - Herd Mate - a mare that hails from the lower lands not of the Isles. She's quite cunning and very quirky but simply just wants to learn more about herself and what species she hails from.

[A] Altaria Redtail - Herd Mate - a mare that hails from the mountains further up and closer to the isles. She left her herd to find herself as well as a certain independence. The two have been traveling ever since their meeting.

R O L E - P L A Y S

 

[Marquise Amaya Draconus]

"Song Title" ~ Arist
Lyrics

Cert|Colt|Blanket
S T A T S
Dominant Stat: Courage
Strength: xx
Stamina: xx
Intelligence: xx
Speed: xx
Luck: xx
Courage: xx
Charisma: xx

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Nickname: Shay
Stage: Adult
Chosen: None
Generation: 2
Parents: Stryker x Shamira
Herd/Rank: None/None
Maritial Status: Single
Breeding: 0
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Suitors/Courting: None
RP Color: Bold Royal Blue
Obtained: Breeding

For most of her life, Shade stayed with her mother hearing little to nothing about her father. Throughout those conversations Shade could not gather anything about the male named Stryker. As she matured to adulthood, she kept close to her mother as her brother, Skyler, has his own agenda. She has an itching feeling to make more of her life than what she has now.


P L O T S

R E L A T I O N S H I P S
Key - [H] = Human; [A] = Azrein; [F] = Familiar

[A] Stryker - Father

[A] Shamira - Mother

[A] Skyler - Brother

R O L E - P L A Y S

 

[Marquise Amaya Draconus]

"Super Villain" ~ Powerman 5000
Lyrics

Cert
S T A T S
Dominant Stat: Strength
Strength: xx
Stamina: xx
Intelligence: xx
Speed: xx
Luck: xx
Courage: xx
Charisma: xx

__________________| ~ <^> ~ |__________________

Nickname: Panther, Drak, Steele, etc.
Stage: Adult
Chosen: None
Generation: 1
Parents: Unknown
Herd/Rank: None/None
Maritial Status: Single
Breeding: 0
Sexuality: Bisexual
Suitors/Courting: None
RP Color: Bold Purple
Obtained: Unlimited Flatsale Event

A stallion of violent proportions, he considers himself to be the darker between himself an ally - Vail "Raven" Thunder. The two stepped into the lands without much of a thought than destruction and chaos. Panther has other plans as well - to spread his seed to any willing or unwilling vessel that would birth him young to control or sacrifice later. He holds back no boundaries and considers his form of punishment lawless.

P L O T S

R E L A T I O N S H I P S
Key - [H] = Human; [A] = Azrein; [F] = Familiar

[A] Vail "Raven" Thunder - Ally/Brother - Another stallion who came with him to the Floating Isle. He seems to be the saner of the two, though half the time he will heed orders from this one if only for a little while.

R O L E - P L A Y S

 

[Marquise Amaya Draconus]

"Song Title" ~ Arist
Lyrics

Cert
S T A T S
Dominant Stat: Charisma
Strength: xx
Stamina: xx
Intelligence: xx
Speed: xx
Luck: xx
Courage: xx
Charisma: xx

__________________| ~ <^> ~ |__________________

Nickname: Avire, Avi, Noire, etc.
Stage: Adult
Chosen: None
Generation: 1
Parents: Unknown
Herd/Rank: None/None
Maritial Status: Single
Breeding: 0
Sexuality: Bisexual
Suitors/Courting: None
RP Color: Bold Rosy Brown
Obtained: Unlimited Flatsale Event

Avignon Noire is a classy lady...without the class. She's polite one minute and the next she can be the most stubborn, most arrogant thing on the planet anyone could ever meet. Her personality constantly changes to suit her mood and the situation, but she has never been one to bed her opinion one way or another. For the most part, she can be downright opinionated if given the chance. The one thing constant about Avignon is the change.


P L O T S

R E L A T I O N S H I P S
Key - [H] = Human; [A] = Azrein; [F] = Familiar

R O L E - P L A Y S

 

[Marquise Amaya Draconus]

"Figure.09" ~ Linkin Park
Lyrics

Cert|Colt|Blanket
S T A T S
Dominant Stat: Intelligence
Strength: xx
Stamina: xx
Intelligence: xx
Speed: xx
Luck: xx
Courage: xx
Charisma: xx

__________________| ~ <^> ~ |__________________

Nickname: None
Stage: Adult
Chosen: None
Generation: 2
Parents: Rakai x Sharsa
Herd/Rank: None
Maritial Status: Single
Breeding: 0
Sexuality: Bisexual
Suitors/Courting: None
RP Color: Bold Light Slate Gray
Obtained: Breeding [Contest]

Azza is a male of false integrity. Raised with his mother and her personal lackeys as he sees them, the male became aware of life around him and the destiny he was to become: his mother. Azza holds a sense of disdain for mares as he grows realizing that his mother did for the benefit of herself - never for him. The group she's a part of also don't seem to give a damn about anything but their personal gains which leads Azza to believe that in life there is nothing but pain, suffering, betrayal, and revenge as well as a sense of self. He would only use others for his own personal gain and being raised by a master manipulator, he would easily do so. If there's something his mother ever taught him by mistake it's to be on top always and never let anyone catch you with your guard down.

Lightning and Lace - Foal Contest

P L O T S

Mother Dearest... - This would be for when Azza grows older and he starts to see and hear things he realized he missed as a blanket and foal. As an adult, he will feel confident enough to ask his mother things he's been burning to...such as his place in her mind and her world. He may convince her to teach him so that her "legacy" could live on forever.
Father o' Mine - Azza would never had known his father - until now. He finds himself wanting to question the male more out of curiosity than anything. Azza may either decide to learn more about his father and learn what his father knows or he may cut him out of his life entirely only crossing him again for a need.
Family? The Hell is That?! - Azza meets up with his other siblings and his parents or just one or two of them. Either case, he will question them about their beliefs, how they grew up, and whatever else information he can gather from them. He may either decide to cut ties with them or he may keep them in an effort to use them for his personal gain later. Out of this, he may find his rival sibling or favorite sibling to help him and watch his back in his endeavors - easily manipulated sibling really.
I do for me, not for you - Azza meets another Azrein or a group of azrein outside of his father [other then the ones his mother hangs with] and uses them for his personal gain. The "abused" Azrein could be blind to Azza's schemes or could question him about why he is the way he is and why he is so against everything and everyone. This Azrein could choose to follow Azza and be a possible companion or could be forced to follow Azza due to some sort of information or blackmail that Azza has over that azrein.
My Legacy - Azza could find an Azrein willing to birth his young. As much as he hates offspring, Azza - like his mother - knows the power of having a line that could be used as barter or could be manipulated and trained into the perfect son/daughter. Whether the "dam" stays with Azza or not is up to him/her, but Azza will make it perfectly clear what and who she/he is to him.
Give Me a Challenge - Azza meets an Azrein who wants to change Azza's ways whether for a personal gain or to save his "eternal soul" so to speak. Azza plays this game with said Azrein and may either end up keeping them to torment or may actually consider the actions he has done and wonders if this is really the life he should live for.

R E L A T I O N S H I P S
Key - [H] = Human; [A] = Azrein; [F] = Familiar

[A] Rakai - Father

[A] Sharsa - Mother

[A] Me'Urra - Brother

[A] Ákos - Brother

[A] Tatsumaki - Brother

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