Post by Endymion on Jun 25, 2007 15:33:22 GMT -5
(His picture is my signature)
Known as Endymion
I was formed Masculine
I have lived nearly 7 Years
My lineage is pure Friesian
I stand at about 16.2 hh Approximately
My hide is Black
My alliegance is Neutral
I only follow the best Poseidon
I am described as this A muscular form standing on strong legs. I am held up by feathered feet, that can withstand many miles of running, or swimming. My tassels are very long, my mane passing my shoulders, and my forelock passing down past my nose. My dark brown oracles are accustomed to viewing the world through my ebon locks. My coat is sleek, and always has a shine. My appearance is that of true Friesian lineage, which is what I am.
My personality is something else I am not shy, nor loud and boisterous. I tend to be more listening than speaking my mind without thinking it through. I can be harsh at times, but gentle at others. I am fair, and come with a good sense of humor. I seem to have a leaderlike presence, and those who know me, some who don't, trust my authority, and will listen to me when needed. Some come to me for help, and I give them what I can. I am sweet, and sometimes charming, and overall, I am very nice. Just don't cross my path looking for trouble.
My life Story I was born in the Netherlands, belonging to a large Friesian farm. My father was known all over the world, and my mother was a World Class Broodmare. At my time of birth, things weren't going well at the farm. Those people were always making bets, and, they usually lost them. I was there for 2 years, and they said that I was going to be a promising young stallion. I was a prize in their eyes, but all I wanted was freedom. I belonged to the ocean, and to the land. I wanted to be rid of that strange place. I was bet upon one day, and they lost me to a fat trader. They attempted to ship me off to some place, and it was overseas. At night, there had been a storm, and the entire ship had sunken. I had only been in the water a few times, and I found out that I could swim, and breathe in the water. I took this to my advantage and left that place. Going to where I could, where people didn't exist.
I travelled to many places, and was a part of many herds. I followed the deity of Poseidon, and still do today. My travels have led me here, and here I would like to stay.
Sample Roleplay:
(This is from a different horse is you guys don't mind)
Majestic......
That word can fit many things, and many sizes.
But, one thing in this world is best fit to that word,
His name,
Caesar's Ghost.
Majestic stallion strode upon the land, his oracles surveying the area from beneath his veil of tassels, which reached far past his shoulder. For ten years it had been growing, and only once has it ever been touched by human hands. But never has it been cut.
Tail swished lightly, and audicles swivelled. The cry of a hawk was heard above, causing the tall stallion to gaze up to the heavens. A soft sigh was released, his breath mixing in with the carbon dioxide and oxygen in the air.
His weight shifted, and he moved forth. Lifting up his slightly feathered feet and making way to, well, who knows where. To wherever the stars showed him to go. For the land had changed so much, he didn't recognise a thing. It was as if being in a whole new world, with nothing known about it.
The grass swayed as his hooves made their mark. Aud twitched, and he turned his dial. Sharp vision spotted what seemed to be another equine nearby, or perhaps it was not. With another glance in that direction, he saw the bushes shake. A chain reaction of movements resulted, causing Ghost to go into a canter, charging into the forest.
The trees were tall and old, hundreds of stories could be told by their bark, and millions more by their branches. But he was not interested in mere trees, no, he had other matters now. He wanted to know where this place was, and see what it could turn out to be.
Leaves were kicked up from behind him, and his steady pace continued on. No need to rush, just take ground-covering strides. His mind wandered, wondering if what he saw was a mere mirage, or a real being. Was he crazed? No, he just wanted to see what it was. Curiosity was good to a point, but any more than needed could land you into trouble. Ghost had learned that the hard way.
A shake of his crown was given as he swept those thoughts away. Looking before him, he noticed light peering in from behind the bushes. He slowed down to a trot, and then to a walk, heading towards the light of the sun. Stepping out from the forest, he glanced around him, gorgeous this place was.
Before him was a small little creek, with polished stones laying on the riverbed. It trickled down from a tranquil waterfall, where overgrown bushes had shown their true beauty, and surrounded the rock around it. The grass was tall, and there was purple and yellow flowers.
He didn't know what had sent him to be here, or what had caused him to come. Just that feeling inside of you, and now, he was here.
Him standing in the midst of this beauty seemed to be the cherry on top. As if he were a fairytale creature, ready to be swept away by the wind.
How did you find out about Amphora?: At the affliate threads at the bottom of Run Like The Wind. I am known as Pony on there
Known as Endymion
I was formed Masculine
I have lived nearly 7 Years
My lineage is pure Friesian
I stand at about 16.2 hh Approximately
My hide is Black
My alliegance is Neutral
I only follow the best Poseidon
I am described as this A muscular form standing on strong legs. I am held up by feathered feet, that can withstand many miles of running, or swimming. My tassels are very long, my mane passing my shoulders, and my forelock passing down past my nose. My dark brown oracles are accustomed to viewing the world through my ebon locks. My coat is sleek, and always has a shine. My appearance is that of true Friesian lineage, which is what I am.
My personality is something else I am not shy, nor loud and boisterous. I tend to be more listening than speaking my mind without thinking it through. I can be harsh at times, but gentle at others. I am fair, and come with a good sense of humor. I seem to have a leaderlike presence, and those who know me, some who don't, trust my authority, and will listen to me when needed. Some come to me for help, and I give them what I can. I am sweet, and sometimes charming, and overall, I am very nice. Just don't cross my path looking for trouble.
My life Story I was born in the Netherlands, belonging to a large Friesian farm. My father was known all over the world, and my mother was a World Class Broodmare. At my time of birth, things weren't going well at the farm. Those people were always making bets, and, they usually lost them. I was there for 2 years, and they said that I was going to be a promising young stallion. I was a prize in their eyes, but all I wanted was freedom. I belonged to the ocean, and to the land. I wanted to be rid of that strange place. I was bet upon one day, and they lost me to a fat trader. They attempted to ship me off to some place, and it was overseas. At night, there had been a storm, and the entire ship had sunken. I had only been in the water a few times, and I found out that I could swim, and breathe in the water. I took this to my advantage and left that place. Going to where I could, where people didn't exist.
I travelled to many places, and was a part of many herds. I followed the deity of Poseidon, and still do today. My travels have led me here, and here I would like to stay.
Sample Roleplay:
(This is from a different horse is you guys don't mind)
Majestic......
That word can fit many things, and many sizes.
But, one thing in this world is best fit to that word,
His name,
Caesar's Ghost.
Majestic stallion strode upon the land, his oracles surveying the area from beneath his veil of tassels, which reached far past his shoulder. For ten years it had been growing, and only once has it ever been touched by human hands. But never has it been cut.
Tail swished lightly, and audicles swivelled. The cry of a hawk was heard above, causing the tall stallion to gaze up to the heavens. A soft sigh was released, his breath mixing in with the carbon dioxide and oxygen in the air.
His weight shifted, and he moved forth. Lifting up his slightly feathered feet and making way to, well, who knows where. To wherever the stars showed him to go. For the land had changed so much, he didn't recognise a thing. It was as if being in a whole new world, with nothing known about it.
The grass swayed as his hooves made their mark. Aud twitched, and he turned his dial. Sharp vision spotted what seemed to be another equine nearby, or perhaps it was not. With another glance in that direction, he saw the bushes shake. A chain reaction of movements resulted, causing Ghost to go into a canter, charging into the forest.
The trees were tall and old, hundreds of stories could be told by their bark, and millions more by their branches. But he was not interested in mere trees, no, he had other matters now. He wanted to know where this place was, and see what it could turn out to be.
Leaves were kicked up from behind him, and his steady pace continued on. No need to rush, just take ground-covering strides. His mind wandered, wondering if what he saw was a mere mirage, or a real being. Was he crazed? No, he just wanted to see what it was. Curiosity was good to a point, but any more than needed could land you into trouble. Ghost had learned that the hard way.
A shake of his crown was given as he swept those thoughts away. Looking before him, he noticed light peering in from behind the bushes. He slowed down to a trot, and then to a walk, heading towards the light of the sun. Stepping out from the forest, he glanced around him, gorgeous this place was.
Before him was a small little creek, with polished stones laying on the riverbed. It trickled down from a tranquil waterfall, where overgrown bushes had shown their true beauty, and surrounded the rock around it. The grass was tall, and there was purple and yellow flowers.
He didn't know what had sent him to be here, or what had caused him to come. Just that feeling inside of you, and now, he was here.
Him standing in the midst of this beauty seemed to be the cherry on top. As if he were a fairytale creature, ready to be swept away by the wind.
How did you find out about Amphora?: At the affliate threads at the bottom of Run Like The Wind. I am known as Pony on there
