Post by Ruka on Feb 20, 2012 23:00:57 GMT -5
Name:
Ruka
Species:
Unicorn
Age:
7
Gender:
Stallion
Height:
16.0
Lover:
Marien
Appearance: While not young by any means, Ruka certainly looks it. Lightly built (though fairly tall at 16 hands) and feminine looking to boot, he's most commonly described as "a frail bit of nothing"... but appearances can be deceiving. In coloration he's a dark liver chestnut, nearly uniform in hue, broken by a star and snip and a short sock that barely clears his right hind fetlock. Two locks of hair, hanging behind his ear, are maroon in hue and kept braided (oh so very carefully) and tied with bits of leather. But his pride and joy is his horn, jet black and straight but bearing a number of wickedly sharp yet fragile barbs. Just how many varies on how recently he's had to use the built in weapon, for they grow back eventually after being broken off. Also, he has green eyes of a rather bright hue that darken and lighten according to his mood, so the exact shade is hard to pin down.
Personality: Being under-estimated is something Ruka thrives on. He doesn't look like much, doesn't usually act like he'd make much of an impact, but he can dance circles around nearly any competitor and kick their butts. How he gets across the 'I'm not a threat, don't expect much of a fight' message generally depends on his audience. But in the company of friends? He's not entirely homosexual... in acts, yes. But he likes to look at everyone worth taking a second glance at, and flirt shamelessly to achieve the desired ends. But he's a devoted partner, and won't stray from whomever he's with... even if he flirts. A wicked sense of humor is his when he chooses to use it, and he'll act the fool at times to get a laugh. Sometimes not intentionally. A calculating foe, he's a friend who doesn't always think out his actions or words.
Family: He considers the other Vanthrans the only family that counts.
History: Growing up looking more a filly than a colt, Ruka spent his youth being picked on by bigger colts when one wasn't courting him. So he developed his sexual bend and his fighting style early, even while his parents expected him to become a medic like they both were. But as he came of age, the warriors took notice of how the seemingly fragile youngster came ahead again and again in scuffles with older and larger colts, and offered him the opportunity to join them. Eager to prove himself, Ruka joined the Army and worked his way up over the years until his skills and devotion earned him a place in Silverline's guard. And well... the rest everyone else of import already knows about.
Other:
Items: Displacement Magic - the ability to make an object or individual appear to be somewhere other than they really are. Limited to a few feet.
Resizing Magic - the ability to cause an object to appear larger or smaller than actuality.
Ruka
Species:
Unicorn
Age:
7
Gender:
Stallion
Height:
16.0
Lover:
Marien
Appearance: While not young by any means, Ruka certainly looks it. Lightly built (though fairly tall at 16 hands) and feminine looking to boot, he's most commonly described as "a frail bit of nothing"... but appearances can be deceiving. In coloration he's a dark liver chestnut, nearly uniform in hue, broken by a star and snip and a short sock that barely clears his right hind fetlock. Two locks of hair, hanging behind his ear, are maroon in hue and kept braided (oh so very carefully) and tied with bits of leather. But his pride and joy is his horn, jet black and straight but bearing a number of wickedly sharp yet fragile barbs. Just how many varies on how recently he's had to use the built in weapon, for they grow back eventually after being broken off. Also, he has green eyes of a rather bright hue that darken and lighten according to his mood, so the exact shade is hard to pin down.
Personality: Being under-estimated is something Ruka thrives on. He doesn't look like much, doesn't usually act like he'd make much of an impact, but he can dance circles around nearly any competitor and kick their butts. How he gets across the 'I'm not a threat, don't expect much of a fight' message generally depends on his audience. But in the company of friends? He's not entirely homosexual... in acts, yes. But he likes to look at everyone worth taking a second glance at, and flirt shamelessly to achieve the desired ends. But he's a devoted partner, and won't stray from whomever he's with... even if he flirts. A wicked sense of humor is his when he chooses to use it, and he'll act the fool at times to get a laugh. Sometimes not intentionally. A calculating foe, he's a friend who doesn't always think out his actions or words.
Family: He considers the other Vanthrans the only family that counts.
History: Growing up looking more a filly than a colt, Ruka spent his youth being picked on by bigger colts when one wasn't courting him. So he developed his sexual bend and his fighting style early, even while his parents expected him to become a medic like they both were. But as he came of age, the warriors took notice of how the seemingly fragile youngster came ahead again and again in scuffles with older and larger colts, and offered him the opportunity to join them. Eager to prove himself, Ruka joined the Army and worked his way up over the years until his skills and devotion earned him a place in Silverline's guard. And well... the rest everyone else of import already knows about.
Other:
Items: Displacement Magic - the ability to make an object or individual appear to be somewhere other than they really are. Limited to a few feet.
Resizing Magic - the ability to cause an object to appear larger or smaller than actuality.