Post by Madyrn Maskan on Apr 27, 2012 0:58:42 GMT -5
Unless otherwise stated, they are identical.
.On the Surface.
Age: Older than 15
Breed: Arabian and Draft heritages lie in their blood, both parents were a mix of these breeds. They seem to have taken after the draft in size.
Height: 17hh.
Eyes: An eerie, startling orange stare will pierce you from both steeds.
Body: Darker than the darkest shadow, black as death. They are heavy-set in the body, with strong and sturdy legs beneath them. However, they have no feathering upon their limbs, and when held with pride their crowns have a subtle concave curve to them, paying homage to the Arabic and draft bacgrounds.
Mane & Tail: Full and long, black and thick. Often unkempt and unruly.
Markings:
Madyrn: Though his bodice is black, his forelegs are adorned with flamed crimson socks, beginning just above his knee on each. Across his face splashes a broad blaze that skews across his façade, starting just above his right eye and ending over his left nostril.
Maskan: Black covers the majority of his hide, but unlike his brother, his flamed socks adorn his hindlegs, beginning just above his hocks on each. Across his face a blaze also streaks, however his begins just above his left eye and ends over his right nostril.
.Beneath the skin.
The brothers are named for their parents; Madyrn being a derivative of shadows and darkness, Maskan being that of flame and fury. However names are not everything…
Madyrn: Though named after darkness from which his mother was born, Madyrn shows very little tact for shadow-dancing and subtleties. He is very much an in-your-face, arrogant and hot-headed stallion, and if ever left to his own devices would probably leave a path of destruction in his wake. He is one to use his brute strength to get his way, and is certainly not afraid of throwing his weight around to make a point. It would be foolish however, to assume that he lacks intelligence – he is not stupid, simply brash.
Maskan: Far more calculating and quieter than his brother, Maskan, though named for the furious flame that was their father, takes more after his mother’s side, cherishing the darkness that can cloak their bodies. His patience is unending, and he is constantly trying to teach Madyrn how to simply wait and see what might happen in a situation. He is far cooler-headed than his brother, and is usually the one articulating discussions over matters rather than jumping in with physical forces straight away.
The brothers will never speak it out loud, but they cherish each other, and their family, above all else. Their temperaments balance each other out, and they are never seen far from each other’s side. When it comes to defending themselves, it is nigh unheard of for them to lose a fight, either together or alone.
.The blood that stains.
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.Creation of the beasts.
THE PATH OF THE MOON.
A bond of love caused the conception and subsequent birth of the beasts of darkness and flame. Born to a land of eternal midnight, a place called The Path of the Moon, between the volatile match of Anei (mistress of shadow) and Voraer (a fiery steed in his own right), Madyrn and Maskan were born in darkness; no-one knows who is the older. They are the oldest of the full-siblings, being the first to result of the union of Voraer and Anei. Mirage and Rishima are their sisters whom they are sworn protectors. The destruction of the Path was a devastating blow to the family, and a year of travelling as a family band passed, and in it, so too did their parents. Together they were found, seemingly asleep in each other’s eternal embrace. Sadness filled them and their sisters, and they continued travelling as a small band, all of them unable to let go what once was and yet not able to find their way forward.
Another two years and the small band continued their travels together, learning much about the world and survival. Together they fought and defended themselves, each relying on the other’s skills to balance where one was weak and one strong.
An urge to return to the devastated lands of the Path soon overthrew all other senses, and so they did. Within the lands they watched as their sister, Mirage, rose to a place of authority for some time, before restlessness and the calling of another realm sung to her. They did not follow her straight away, but lingered in the moonlit realm for some time longer, a band of brothers most unusual.
LANDS UNKNOWN.
Over the years, they ventured away from the Path, braving the blinding sunlight and lands unknown, sometimes running a small band of mares together, other times aiding allies in their wars – but mostly just living for themselves. They lived for the passion of life, their energies were are bright as a flame and rarely ever did they back down once they found something they believed in. During these years, they often came across their sisters, each time a wondrous reunion, as if nothing had changed between them.
HELOVIA.
- Wandering through the Threshold, the brother find themselves in the path of Mirage and Rishima’s scent. Curious about the lands, they decide to linger here and see what mischief they can stir.
