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 Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 2:27 pm
Welcome to the original birthplace of Nyx This journal is maintained by TawnyAngel  Height: 17h 3" Nyx's Stats Skill level: 85Power: 10 pts Strength: 7 pts Intelligence: 9 pts Wisdom: 12 pts Courage: 15 pts Luck: 12 pts Speed: 13 pts Agility: 7 pts Adaptability: 8 pts Stamina: 14 pts
Personality: Nyx is a calm Aeri, totally comfortable in her own skin and calm in almost any situation. She is very accepting of other Nequus and believes that everyone should be true to themselves, unless this causes harm to their fellow beings. She is a wise, steady leader to the group of Nequus that follow her.
Location: Nyx usually stays in and around D’ob
Nyx's Tree is located in the Northeast Quadrant 
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 2:47 pm
Welcome and contents list
Hi there, I'm Nyx; welcome to my tree. You can find out quite a bit about me if you take a look around. Please don't write anywhere here or I'll just get confused and not be able to find anything. Other than that, wander around as you will, I hope you find something interesting to read.
What you'll find:
1: Basic information
2: List of conetnts and welcome message
3: More information on me
4: My history
5: My strengths and weaknesses, likes and dislikes
6: Friends and enemies
7: Bits and pieces I've picked up
8: Memories
9: Diary
I might add more sections at a later date but these are the planned sections for now
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 2:49 pm
More on me
My tree
I think I'm unreasonably proud of it to be honest. It's an somewhat like oak, tall and broad with uneven bark that provides hiding places to all manner of insects. There are hollows here and there both on the trunk and around the roots where birds can roost and small creatures can make a home.
The leaves are a vivid blue in spring, fading to a darker blue in summer and orange in autumn. They go brown in the winter but stay attached to the branches making a haven for any small flying thing exhausted by the harsh weather. In the spring, the old browned leaves drop to the ground and are replaced by vivid blue once more.
The wide branches, as I have said, are a shelter in all seasons; comfortable shade in the summer and protection from wind and snow in winter. Feel free to come here whenever you will and take a break from the bustle of life for an hour or two; you deserve it.
What I look like
Well, I'm vivid, very vivid. Orange with dark blue splotches all over. The distinction is less obvious on my lower legs and back, a mix of orange and blue there but still with the obvious blue spots. My wings are dark blue, short mane and tail a slightly lighter colour and my eyes a bit lighter again.
I'm pretty tall, even for an Aeri and that added to my interesting colouration makes me pretty hard to miss! I'm definitely not lightly built but I'm on the more slender end of the scale for one of my breed, I'm more built for running than heavy blows. Still, nothing like a slender as a Jala for say.
So, yes, over all I suppose I look a little strange but I like the way I look, being different is fun.
What I'm like
Oh dear; romantic daydreamer right here. Always sighing at the handsome stallions and wishing they were as kind as they are pretty or, shallowly enough, the other way around. Still, besides that I'm just the peaceful sort; I don't like to see people fighting and hurting each other. That's pretty much the only situation you'll see me fighting in; to split the two sides up or to defend the side I think is in the right.
I'm not the most adventurous Nequus ever; I like to stay in one place, to know what to expect and such. Change worries me somewhat so far as places go but dealing with new people is another of my favourite things to do. Hearing about strange and wonderful places is pleasant but I'd rather not go there myself!
I'll add more things as needed.
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 2:52 pm
My life so far
So.
My life?
Humm… well I suppose its had its ups and its downs like any other life really but on the whole I’ve enjoyed it so far. I was born one of two foals to a loving mother and father. My brother and I were their pride and joy and they were always careful to balance giving us what we wanted with what we needed.
Father was the leader of the greatest herd of Nequus that most have ever seen. As we grew, he decided that my brother, Darrin, would make a fine leader for them once he was gone from the world. So, while Darrin was trained to be the leader, I trailed along picking up what I would need to know to be his second in command.
It was a good, peaceful foalhood and I was never lacking for food or water or love. I always dreamed of the life I would lead as an adult; my brother would lead and I would help him having less power but more freedom. I made up stories in my head about the stallion that I would meet when I was a mare and all the foals we would have together and how deeply I would love him, and he me.
When I came of age, I discovered that stallions weren’t as perfect as I’d envisaged. They were the colts I’d grown up with and often quite childish. I loved them all but as friends, not as the shining being I had pictured as a filly. I was rather disappointed, I remember that, but I comforted myself with the thought that someday a stranger would come to the herd and fall in love with me.
Darrin teased me for my little fantasies but he had always teased me and my love of peace and calm so I didn’t worry about it. As it turned out, I ought to have done. It happened so gradually that I didn’t notice the cruel, proud edge that his barbs were gaining.
Things came to a head when father started to sicken. Mother had died two years before and he was beginning to follow her. As he began to fade away, my brother gained more control of the herd and he began to twist it to his own purposes.
He spoke of power and conquest, of what the herd could be and possess if everyone would try. He talked of the lands we could control; of how stallions and mares alike would be free to take any mate they liked from outside the herd whether the object of their desires liked it or not.
He tried to keep his speeches a secret from me but I heard and went to father with what I had learned.
Needless to say, he was heartbroken that his son had become such a monster and so with his last strength he called the herd about him and in front of all, he named me his successor. Only a few minutes after this announcement, he died.
Darrin was furious, crying that the old Aeri had been senile, that he hadn’t meant what he said. Those Nequus who had listened eagerly to his talk of power, mostly the young ones, sided with him. Those who still longed only for the peaceful life that they had always led sided with me.
I prefer not to remember what happened next so I have asked one who witnessed it record it for me.
The sundering of the ways
The female Nequus stamped her hoof and flashed her teeth at the opposing male. “I will not let you destroy all that father worked so hard to build!”
The male swished his tail carelessly and shook his head. “Of course you’ll let me; you never fight for anything, always wanting peace and love and the Gods alone know what else. This isn’t a story woven for you by the elders anymore, sister, this is the real world. Father always meant for me to take over when he died, he said so many times in his life and only changed his mind in his last days. His mind was not right, that much is clear.”
Blue eyes narrowed. “Yes he changed his mind, of course he did when he saw what you were planning to make of the herd; this was not intended to be a fighting force, not ever. He was old, brother, not senile. He knew exactly what he was doing when he named me his heir.”
“Well, it shall be a fighting force now, whether you like it or not” the aeri sneered, baring his teeth at his sibling. “Back down, vanish into nothing; let those weaklings who still follow you forget you ever lived and join me and do something worthwhile!”
“Never!” The patterned mare snorted, stamping hard. “I will never allow you to turn what father made to violence and evil. I will fight you, my brother, to keep what he moulded pure and beautiful. You and any that follow you will have to go through me and any that still recall the peaceful lives that they were happy with before your talk of conquest.”
The stallion sneered. “Very well; the soft shall meet the strong. The first day of week at first light, sister, have any that still take your part meet those who follow me in pitched battle. Then we shall see who father should have chosen to lead this herd.”
The female aeri nodded slowly, her heart trembling as she cut free the bonds of love she felt for her brother. He was just an enemy now; that was all he could be if she was to do this. “So be it, stallion, so be it.”
*****
On the appointed day, the two forces faced each other across the lush grassland. On one side there were many young Nequus who’s blood burned with the promise of power. On the other stood the elder Nequus and some few of the younger generation; none of those Nequus wanted to be there but each knew that to preserve the life they loved they had to fight.
The clash was horrific. Aeri, Jala, Bae and even a few Ichsa that had been friends since birth struck at each other with hoof and tooth, seeking to destroy one another.
In the very centre of the battle upon a huge boulder, the two leaders battled one another, their bond of blood forgotten as they screamed at one another and sought victory.
The battle lasted hours but, in the end, greater experience paid off and those that followed the hot-blooded young stallion were beaten into submission. The Aeri himself lay dead, his neck broken by a fall from the great rock that he and his sister had fought on.
By sunset, those losers were punished and accepted grudgingly back into the herd or driven away to seek the power that they had loved more than their families and friends.
The bodies of the fallen were heaped together and laboriously covered over with earth. Grass soon began to grown upon the mound; lush and green but no Nequus approached to taste it.
*****
So, there is my story so far for the most part. It has been a year now since I lost my brother to greed and life has returned to normal. I feel that father would have been proud of how his quiet little daughter is managing things.
I dream still of meeting a wonderful stallion to be my life mate but I am in no great hurry to find him. He will come to me in time and, for now, I am content.
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 3:01 pm
My strenghts and Weaknesses, Likes and Dislikes
I suppose I don't mind you knowing this but no need to go spreading my faults around, eh? Oh, and I haven't written these myself by the way, I'd have no idea what to say.
Strenghts
- Wise
- Brave
- Fortune appears to smile upon her
- Fast
o Both in flight and on hoof
- Good stamina
o Again, both in flight and on hoof
- Patient
o Can quite happily put up with anything from bragging stallions to hyperactive foals
Weaknesses
- Not especially strong
- Not very agile
o Unused to rough terrain etc
- Not traditionally intelligent per se
o Doesn't know much about/probably wouldn't really understand abstract concepts etc
Likes
- Peace
- Familiarity
- Being around other Nequus
- Racing (on occasion)
- Meeting new people
- Daydreaming
- Pears
Dislikes
- Conflict
o Verbal or physical
- Violence
- Discord
- Rudeness
- Cruelty
- Waste
o Of resources, life etc
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 3:49 am
People I get on with and people I don't
Adore
My wonderful mate; don't know where I'd be without him
Although her unpredictability and violent tempers worry me sometimes, I love my daughter dearly and I think that if she has the focus she could make a fine warrior one of these days.
Adventurous and mischievous this one is; he has a lot of drive and conviction in himself, which can’t be a bad thing. One thing I’m not sur of is whether or not he’ll settle down enough to be trained as a successor for me.
Malachi is sweet and inquisitive; he loves to ask questions, and of course to eat and sleep. I think he has the same wanderlust as Rhinel though, so again I don’t know if he’ll turn out to be a leader.
Hanyx is quiet and shy by and large. I get the feeling he doesn’t really think he belongs with the rest of the family and I do my best to assure him that he does. Unlike his brothers, he is no wanderer but I don’t know if he has the confidence and the decisiveness to be a leader.
Like
Ah, Nizhoni. A wonderfully cheerful mare and not near as proud as her kind usually are. She seems to share my silly romantic fantesies and I expect to remain good friends with her.
Colleen. A very odd girl but an utter sweetheart. I didn't get the chance to talk to her for very long before she felt compelled to leave. Still, she's promised to return at some point and I've asked Sol to go looking for her lost friend. Hopefully we'll have the Rit named Kati here safely before she returns.
Sol. He came to us in a bit of a state poor thing but he's recovered well. He's a kind stallion, noble and brave. I think some day he'll make a mare very happy indeed but I do hope he visits me often. Lovely to talk to despite the odd speech patterns and I've seldom had somebody so willing to help me about the place.
Vartan. I didn't talk to him for long but he seemed a nice enough stallion. A little bit lost perhaps, he's staying with us for a while so hopefully he'll get over that pretty quickly.
Bastet. I didn't get to talk to her for very long, but she seemed nice. I hope she works out what to do about this arranged mating she's been lumbered with.
Indifferent
Dislike
I have no idea what his name is but I don't like him a bit. He was rude, cold and proud. I'll be happier if we never meet again.
Well, another that never even bothered to tell me their name. She played a cruel joke on me, I hope that she will explain it if we ever meet again.
Complete and uter bozo section (I hope this remains empty)
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 3:50 am
Bits and bobs I've picked up for here and there
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 3:51 am
My memories
Moonlit grass of D'ob - I met a dark purple Bae out grazing at night. He was cold and proud, not even bothering to give me his name. Thankfully he left before long.
Sunrise - Another day another beautiful sunrise. I met Nizhoni today, a lovely young Ichsa mare. She seemed to be travelling alone and has decided to stay with me and my group. A thoroughly encouraging start to my day.
Winter's hail - I was out late finding some grass when a rather heavy hail storm came down. I stayed to keep feeding nonetheless and soon heard another Nequus. When I approached her she was rather unkind to me but when she left I followed her, thinking she might be lonely. This led to a horrible joke being played on me. Nequus can be so cruel at times.
Wings of the night - Oh stars it's all a blur. He was so... Wow. I only hope this lasts. He was everything I ever wanted
We used to be together - Met Hasani again he looked so wonderful and Gods he forgave me and we're going to try the whole thing again and I'm babbling. Yay!
To fight - Talked briefly with Sol and a new lad caled Vartan. A very pretty colour of red and a most welcoe addition to the herd
Rain dance - I met a very strange girl today but a sweet one. I think she has a fruit tree growing but i didn't say anything in case I was wrong. Once she'd gone i spoke to Sol and he has decided to go out in search of her lost 'Kati-nana'
Ghosts of the past - Hasani woke up from an odd dream of faces he doesn't know. He also saw the sea and he seems to think the answeres to his lost past are hidden there. Naturally he is leaving to find out what it's all about and naturally I'm going with him.
Duty - Hasani and I arrived at the ocean. We left again almost at once. He had a family once, when he was very young and they were killed at the spot we arrived at. He seems different now he recalls this...
Truth or Duty? - Back in D'ob, I met a girl called Bastet. She's on the run from an arranged mating, and I did my best to help her. I'm sending a messenger to her father to let him know not to shove anyone else into it, and I've sent her off to explore the world. I hope things come out well for her.
Back in the valley - After a talk with my advisors, I met Hasani on a rise at the edge of my territory. He’s furious about the council trying to split us, and I understand why. I can’t be angry about it myself, I know where they’re coming from and perhaps I have made the wrong choice but... well, it’s the one I’ve made and they’ll just have to live with that.
Here we are - Hasani and I were drawn to Shrilal. We found two saplings there, and they twined together to make a tree which bore four fruits. They all hatched alive and I couldn’t be happier.
Answers - Malachi met a Katilenuck today, and came to me for reassurance. I think I managed to persuade him the world’s alright really. In addition to this, I'm going to have the captain of the guard teach him and as many of his siblings as wish to to fight.
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 3:53 am
Dear Diary...
The section above keeps track of things that have happened to me, people I've met and such. This section is for me to record my thoughts and feelings about such encounters (hopefully I won't ramble on and bore you all to death)
*****
Well, I've had a busy few days. I met three new people and sadly I only got on with one of them, namely Nizhoni. The other two didn't even give me their names, which was rude to start off with. The purple bae was just cold and unpleasant, the golden cross-breed was actively cruel to me, could even have got me killed if I were a worse flier than I am. Sometimes I wonder why I bother to be nice on first meeting people when things like this happen so often.
When I start thinking like that, I have to remind myself of those like Nizhoni who truly only want to be friends. I think I shall stay as I am; warm and open. True it leaves me open to tricks and to cruel jokes but on the whole I think I prefer the risk of that to the certain of the rather lonely life I would lead if I drove people away for fear of being hurt.
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 2:33 pm
Hasani. Wow. Just wow. Handsome, kind, soft spoken and he actually thought I was beautiful. We walked and we talked and I can't remember what we said save that he's staying for at least a while and that he likes me.
I like him. A lot. But... I've only just met him. I'm getting too far ahead of myself here. I'm a leader, I can't just... Can I? I want to but... But. I hate buts. They're all big and always in the way of what I want.
Daddy... if you can see this... I need your help.
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 2:38 pm
I think I've made a mistake daddy.
I started courting a couple of stallions from other herds. They were nice and... Well good matches but I turned them all away. Because of Hasani. Who is also gone.
I've lost it all daddy.
I don't know what to do, what to think. I didn't know him very long but... but it was just right. I miss him and I don't regret turning away the sweet stallions who would have made good matches for the herd. All I regret is courting them in the first place.
I've been such a fool.
Forgive me Hasani.
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 4:30 am
Nizhoni brought in a battered Ichsa stallion named Sol today. He was very well spoken, almost had trouble working out what he was saying at times. Still, he'll be staying here until he's recovered from the beating he took and maybe longer. I've given him leave to come and go from my lands as he likes as I do with most wanders that come my way.
I'm still kicking myself for letting Hasani go but... I suppose my life will go on. Maybe I'll get a chance to see him again, to apologise, maybe not. I certainly hope I do but, for all my romantic nature, I'm a practical mare. Living without him won't kill me. Might make me miserable for a given length of time but I'll survive. For now I’m just trying to keep busy.
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2007 7:54 am
Today is the most wonderful day ever and last night was the best night ever as well. On my patrol under a wonderful moon I met Hasani again. Hasani. He looked so sad and I thought my heart would break knowing I was the cause of his sadness. I explained why I did what I did, of course and told him that I'd sent all my suitors on their way.
Somehow, I don't know quite how but somehow he decided to give me a second chance. I took him back away from the border and utterly refused to explain him to the night-wakers who were there to see us. He put his wing over me and we went to my little copse by the river where I like to rest.
We talked a little more and it seems as though he has lost a portion of his memory. Well, perhaps he shall get it back, perhaps not. In either vent I feel that he and I have a future together. I haven't felt this good in a long, long time if, as I say, I ever have.
A wonderful stallion, a beautiful home and great friends.
What more could a mare ask of life?
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2007 7:55 am
Met a Bae stallion called Vartan today. He seemed a decent sort and he's decided to join up with the herd for a while. Sol is showing him about; a very useful stallion that one. I do hope he comes back to visit us from time to time once his quest takes him off around the world again.
Other than that I don't have a lot to say; I'm continuing to work on my relationship with Hasani and life is good here in my lands. We've a few new foals among us and expect more soon judging by the number of couples that have been slipping away.
One day I hope to be one of those furtive sneakers though, of course, I will have to let everyone know I'm going. Well. It won't be all that furtive then I suppose what with arranging somebody to stand in my hoofprints while I'm raising fruits and everything.
Oh well, perhaps I can sneak off a day earlier than I say I plan to or something like that. I've had this mapped out in my head since I was a filly and I will have my furtive off sneaking one way or the other or my bottom isn't splotchy.
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2007 7:59 am
It was a wonderful day today. Rain. Real, proper bouncing of hard surfaces rain with thunder and lighting. I spent a good while, not sure quite how long, dancing about like a filly. At some point however a visitor surprised me and the dance had to stop. She was an Ichsa, a pretty mare named Colleen and a very odd girl.
She seems to have some very nasty memories of Jala crying and being killed. Gods know I was glad we didn’t delve too far into that. Besides this, she seems to have lot her ‘Kati-nana’. Apparently this is a Rit who looks somewhat like her and, by the sounds of it, took care of her until they were separated. Before very long she said that she had to leave, that she felt something was pulling her away. Personally I think she has foals on the way but I might be mistaken.
In any event, she promised to come back and I’ve spoken to Sol and he’s promised to go out in search of Kati the Rit. I think I can count on that little warrior to succeed. Anything for a lady in distress it would seem.
I think that’s about all the news for now.
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