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Post by KatiieColours on Sept 21, 2011 16:42:51 GMT -5
Name: Artyom, a male derivative of Artemis, which is described as: Meaning unknown, possibly related either to Greek αρτεμης (artemes) "safe" or αρταμος (artamos) "a butcher". Artemis was the Greek goddess of the moon and hunting, the twin of Apollo and the daughter of Zeus and Leto. She was known as Diana to the Romans.Breed: Unknown, similar to a friesian
Gender: Stallion
Age: 8
Height: 16.1hh
Coat Colour: Black [see picture]
Mane Colour: Black [see picture]
Tail Colour: Black [see picture]
Eye Colour: Dark blue most of the time but if exposed to extreme mood changes an eye colour change may occure also...
Markings: N/A
Image: Above
Alliance: Neutral
History: Nothing much to tell. He was born into hierarchy in his Father's Kingdom, but only on that side - his mother was a wench with whom his Sire played with and chucked away once her barrel was swollen, and he left at the tender age of 2 to learn some life skills after his mother died. He did typical stallion things, ran riot, raped, pillaged ect but eventually it caught up on him and he regretted it, until he met the fae that changed his life. He became besotted with her, verging on full-blown obsession. She was his everything. He found her one day with another stallion and killed the two of them out of pure rage, and to be fair hasn't been the same since. You can never tell what made him how he is, his mother's death, or the guilt of killing the only vixen he had ever loved; whatever it was, noone was going to find out soon, as he didn't tell anyone anything, and if he did, he'd have to kill you.
Personality: He is a strange stallion, one of both light and dark tendencies, making him a neutral. It all depends on mood. His true name is unknown but he is know by only Artyom, or Arty for short, and was nicknamed this because of it's meaning - he can either be safe, or a "butcher". He loves the night and all that it entails, and becomes lost in the shadows, a true hunter. Majority of the time he is quiet, some may call him mysterious, or even shy, but truth was he simply didn't have much to say to others - most equines bored him senseless, hence why when he was in the mood he would play with them as if they were disposable. However, he could be soft and gentle, and looks after those who matter to him dearly, and would happily fight to the death for them. Just sometimes he can't fight his anger...
