Post by keskoo on May 20, 2012 20:21:59 GMT -5
K E S K O O
NAME. keskoo
NICKNAME(S). kes
AGE. five
SPECIES. equine
BREED. mustang
GENDER. stallion
HEIGHT. sixteen hand
WEIGHT. fifteen- hundred pounds
COAT. bay overo
EYE COLOUR. left= blue, right= brown
NOTABLE MARKINGS. none
PHYSICAL. Kes has the build of a sport horse. He is not overly tall, yet nor is he short, standing at around sixteen hands. He does not have the bulk of a draft horse, nor is he skinny. Though he is a mustang he has more thoroughbred blood in him than anything. He has toned muscles that get the job done and long legs that do not really seem to match his body, but this makes him a quick runner. His coat is two- toned between mahogany and ivory. His visage is blue on the left and beige on the right. In the sunlight is coat shines with the healthy glow most young stallions possess and is as smooth as silk, but he is marred by scars from previous battles he has ensued. Most are located on his limbs, shoulders and rump at random hap-hazard angles. The most noticeable one runs down his right side, cutting across his barrel. It is deeper and more pronounced than the other but he wears it like a badge of honor. However the damage recived with this scar also broke ribs, making breather more of a chore. It is not noticeable unless Kes has been running or tries to take a deep breath. Another, more pronounced, battle would is a cut across his hind hock. You can tell when he walks that his legs does not set right when he moves. There is no noticeable limb, only a slightly off balanced gate.
FEARS. fire, storms, being buried alive
VICES.
- uncaring:: Keskoo has no problem killing and is not affected by death.
- selfish:: he does not like to share things that are his and makes sure that everyone knows it.
- cussing:: it is a problem and he knows it and tries very hard to control it but most of the time fails.
STRENGTHS.
- logical:: he thinks things through before speaking or acting.
- mental:: he is not easily affected by emotions. some may see this as a problem but he doesn't.
- strategic:: kes is good at planning and coming up with new and inventive ideas.
PET PEEVES.
- pacing:: kes cannot stand it when other pace around him.
- talking:: there is a limit to how much one person can talk and kes will inform you when you have reached your limit
- promiscuity:: from males and females both. there is no need to act like a prostitute just so you can get attention
- bullies:: kes does not like bullies and will put you on you ass if you bully someone infront of him
- baby talking:: there is no need for it so don't do it
LIKES.
- children:: dispite kes' inability to handle excessive talking, he has a great passion for children. he loves their innocence and energy
- spring:: kes loves the new life that comes with spring. it calms him and reminds him that life does move on
- rain:: he likes the sound of it hitting the leaves as it falls through the forest.
- quiet:: silence helps to calm him down
- wingging:: anything. he likes it.
PERSONALITY. Many think that is Keskoo is a bad ass, someone who does not enjoy being around others. But that is not the case. Kes enjoys being around others, when others are enjoyable to be around that is. He is very picky about things. Well most things, but that does not mean he dislikes others. Kes loves being around the more mellow beings, and children, expecially children. Most days you can find him out in the meadows playing with foals. This is the one time you can see and actual smile on his face. There is something about playing that makes him calm and happy.
Even though he is typically a calm stallion, he does have a darker side to him. When challenged Kes takes the high road. He would much rather talk a problem out than fight over it. But that does not mean he is afraid to kill. Kes will stand up for what he believes in and he will stand like a mountain, tall and strong. No one will knock him down. Those who have seen him fight refuse to challenge him. He is force to me reckon with.
The fact that he is so quite and keeps to himself often does not help with the stoic image the world likes to give him. It can be very difficult to get him to talk because he can come off as sarcastic and snotty, but if you can get past that and really get him to talk you will find out he is quite the intellectual gentleman. He is very polite to others, when they are polite to him, but his temper is quite to flare and he was a bad habit of cussing. Even though he tends to be alone, he will not hesitate to run to the aid of another. This is what sets him apart from most other males. Some males are overly clingy toward females and put offish towards males, but not Kes. He will talk to anyone so long as they are worth talking to and he does not show biased based on gender.
MOTHER. Rhine, living
FATHER. Pharoh, living
SIBLINGS. none
HISTORY. Keskoo did not have a tragic youth, nor was much of his life tragic. Kes was born to a lower class mare in the herd; he was no prince, no special child. Just another foal in the herd. He spent his early days frolicking with the other foals, exploring the wonderful world around him. Kes became very close to a young filly named Mari. She was the apple of his eye, he would have given the world for her. She was the only event to cause Keskoo any sorrow. He remembers it as if it was only yesterday.
They were out playing at the herd edge when a sound rumbled from deep in the grass. They froze for they did not know what it was; they were too young. But they were old enough to know it was not good. Keskoo move to push Mari back, away from the sound. A growl echoed through the air like thunder. Wild, hungry eyes and foaming jowls snapped as a large canine sprang at the them. Kes was froze in fear, but he was not the prize the wolf wanted. It had been Mari. The monster bit into the filly's neck with a sickening sound and the two fell to the ground in a mass of bodies. Fear coursed through Kes. He wanted to be brave and save the day, but he just couldn't move. Mari's scream was chocked and liquid sounding. It is a sound one does not forget easily.
A large shadow appeared, leaping over him. Someone pulled him back, blocking his view of Mari. A howl sounded, then silence. Kes turned and buried his face against his mother, sobbing. When he peeked out at the scene he could see his father's gaze, sad and shameful. This was his fault.
Mari survived however, but it only took a few days before the sickness set in. Her eyes turned wild and foamed coated her mouth. When Kes tried to talk to her she would lunge ath him, trying to bite him. She attacked any and everything that neared her, until one day she laid down and died. Kes still can not get the image from his mind. The image of her mangy body laying twisted in the grass, blood and foam coating her delicate tea cup muzzle, her eyes still open and wild. After that day he didn't talk. He grew stoic and bitter. He kept to himself and kept at the edges of the herd.
That is until the Nosoi came to his home. Everyone died, all but him. He had herd that the special flower could save you and so he ate it, but no one else did. Kes was two when his family died and he left to find safety. He has been roaming ever since, fighting his way to Toren. He has tried to join other herds, but his inability to get along with others make it hard for him and so he moves on once more. Never knowing where he is going or what he is looking for.
NAME. Bellari
AGE. 18
EXPERIENCE. 5+ years
OTHER CHARACTERS. none yet
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