all this BAD BLOOD here;;

[♕BEFERA]

[smear:008190]♕ ♕ ♕[/smear:6512a7]
[smear:008190]ALL THIS BAD BLOOD HERE[/smear:6512a7]
WON'T YOU LET IT DRY?

^{Created by rindery on dA.}

[smear:008190]THESE ARE THE DAYS THAT BIND YOU TOGETHER, FOREVER[/smear:6512a7]


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A L T U S
Anthea

I M P E R I U M
Nirvana
Styx
Gehenna
Admonition
Urrezko
Propaganda
Vanatos

S Y N D I C A T E
n/a

[smear:008190]IT'S BEEN COLD FOR YEARS[/smear:6512a7]
WON'T YOU LET IT LIE?
[smear:008190]❄ ❄ ❄[/smear:6512a7]

[♕BEFERA]

Name: Nirvana Breed: Friesian Gender: Mare Height: 17.2hh Age: 10 Color: Bay (brown areas of coat are nearly orange in hue) Markings: Black points, 5 strips of heavy black brindling on back only (does not extend to flank or shoulder), black dorsal stripe. Mane & Tail: Black (curly) Eyes: Deep but vibrant violet Health: Mental: 95% - Narcissism Physical: 100% Allegiance: Imperium Herd: Obascus Rank: Empress Genetics: Ee/Aa Offspring: Styx (x The Reckoning) Spawn & Gehenna [twins] (x Ranjit) History: Nirvana's parents were villainous creatures, who ruled over a herd of hellish demons with iron hooves. Nirvana was their second-born, and their only filly. Her brother, a stallion called Drug, was chosen long before Nirvana was born to be the heir to the throne. By the time Nirvana realized she wasn't going to rule the kingdom, she had already instilled in herself that she was perfection and that she was destined for greatness. She plotted for a long time after that of how to dispose of her brother, and started rumors within the herd about him, telling lies of how he was courting a Light-hearted mare behind everyone's backs and that he was secretly planning to make a Light wench his queen. Of course, there was an uproar about this, seeing as in those lands, speaking to a Light of heart was forbidden, and any horse who did so would be immediately exiled. Her brother denied it time and again, but for a long time, he was shunned by his future subjects. His parents tried to beat it out of him, but after weeks of interrogation and hours of being watched by royal guards, the charges were dismissed and everything seemed to return to normal. Nirvana wasn't going to stand for that, so she started searching around the herd for the craziest brute she could find to send on an assassin's mission to kill Drug. She met a stallion called Neuros, who was very big and quite scary-looking. She approached him and stated her case, and he agreed... only if he could get one thing. One thing anytime he pleased. Nirvana was faced with a tough decision: Let Neuros kill Drug and become queen, but be this brute's sex object until she could get him killed, or stand in her brother's shadow forever as he ran the kingdom above her. Nirvana of course chose to give her body over to this brute. She figured that once she was Queen, she could have him killed off easily. He agreed, and said that he would kill her brother when the opportunity presented itself. Nirvana didn't realize it at the time, but Neuros was just trying to get a quick lay anytime he pleased, and had no intentions of killing Drug. Nirvana went along with this for a while, but soon got fed up with the constant and usually painful payment she was providing on a daily basis to Neuros. One night, things got a little more rough than Nirvana would have liked. Too rough. Neuros was drawing blood from more places than one, and Nirvana demanded him to stop, but he wouldn't. To her surprise, Drug walked in on the scene, and told Neuros to back off. Neuros was drunk with lust, and thankfully said nothing to Drug about what he had been hired to do. Drug and Neuros began to fight, and Drug came out victorious, K.O.-ing the brute within minutes. Nirvana had a new respect for her brother after that, and decided to flee the herd, partially due to guilt. She reasoned that she wouldn't have to live day-to-day life in her birth herd with her brother leading what she still believed she was originally destined for, and so Neuros wouldn't assault her anymore. Nirvana had a clandestine meeting iwth her father, who assigned her the albino crow Atticus, his assistant for the past 4 or 5 years, to watch over her on her journeys. Sure, this family was abusive and crazy and sadistic and mean, but they were still loyal to their blood (at least some of them). So Nirvana left the herd and arrived here in RLTW right at the start of what she thought would become a war. This was a wonderful treat for her, seeing as she adored battles, especially watching them. Her plans to rule were nowhere near finished, and she planned to become Dark Queen by any means necessary. Nirvana created her own legion of Darks as soon as she arrived in RLTW, claiming the ravine of Obascus. She met a narcissistic stallion called Alexei, and together the two brought many Darks to Obascus, making it one of the most heavily-populated lands in many years. She quickly allied herself with a neighboring herd, Cocytus, ruled by a stallion called Lucifer. Nirvana's power over the alliance was evident, and soon she became allied with Ranjit, a stallion who had risen to the rank of Dark King alongside his mate Adviendha. Nirvana was approached by Ranjit to participate in a raid on a radical group called the Rejects. After the raid was complete, Nirvana's taste for conflict grew, and though she didn't want to take Ranjit, a stallion she respected, from his throne, she waited patiently until she would be able to take the Dark throne for herself. Ranjit fled the lands unexpectedly and the war efforts that had been mounting were dismissed. He named his sister Litala in charge of the kingdom in his absence. She was conflicted about the responsibility, and chose to step down, leaving three names behind for those she wished to succeed her. Nirvana's name was one of them, and two stallions, Lucifer and Mordecai, were the others Litala had chosen. Only Lucifer stepped forward, and so Nirvana and Lucifer battled for the throne. Nirvana beat Lucifer and rose to become Dark Empress, a title she chose for herself even before she was able to fight for it. She ruled the kingdom well, and her name was known by all throughout the lands. She made the decision early on in her reign that it was time that the Light alliance be removed from RLTW. She began building the Dark Militia, and soon enough the group, one half led by Nirvana, the other half led by none other than Lucifer, stormed the remaining Light territories and fought, taking all but one herd-bound Light for prisoners. The captured Lights were brought to The Pitt, an ancient land ruled by Litala and Alexei. Around this time, one of the former Dark Kings, Thanatos, decided to abandon his kingdom and become Light. Nirvana and others were furious, and Nirvana quickly stole Thanatos and held him until the war was completed and the Lights were taken from their homes. Shortly after the war had ended, Nirvana killed Thanatos by way of royal kill, as there was no longer a Light alliance to protect him. Nirvana recently had her first child with a stallion known as The Reckoning, one who had expressed an interest in her since they met. She named her first son Styx, and immediately decided that he would succeed her in the rule of Obascus when the time came. It seems that history is repeating itself. Personality: Nirvana is pompous, headstrong, egotistical, and unapologetic. She's unbelievably narcissistic, seeking personal glorification in any way possible. She flaunts her beauty and demands respect from everyone, even if she doesn't deserve it. Nirvana is mean when she wants to be, and mean when she doesn't want to be. She is rarely ever kind or compassionate unless it. The only creature she is every moderately nice to is her guardian Atticus, the albino crow. She normally ignores him, though, but deep-down, she cares for him. Nirvana has never ruled alongside a stallion of equal power, and never plans to. She is a stand-alone ruler, and values her choices and decisions as valid and righteous no matter what others think. She will sometimes seek advice from former royalty, Dark Kings and Queens of old, but this is a rare occurrence, and even those equines must prove to her that they are worthy of her respect before she will give it. Nirvana doesn't really have many friends, and she rarely opens up to anyone. Nirvana has no real interest in romance, though she does want to have any children and see that they are all successful. Over time, Nirvana's anger issues have become much less severe, and through dealing with many different types of equines during her time in RLTW, she has learned to tolerate idiots and those who she does not care to respect. Picture: click here

A T T I C U S

and following our will and wind

we may just go where no one's been

Name: Atticus
Species: American Crow
Gender: Male
Size:
--Height: 20in
--Wingspan: 37in
--Weight: 1.5lbs
Age: 11
Color: Albino (White feathers, pink legs, pink bill)
Markings: None
Eyes: Pink; dark red pupil
Health:
--Mental: 100%
--Physical: 100%

Brief History + Personality Info: Atticus was assigned to go with Nirvana when she chose to leave her birth herd to protect her. He was previously the personal stooge of Nirvana's father, the King, and held that position since he was old enough to fly up until Nirvana's bail from the herd ranks. Atticus is very apathetic about a lot of things, and he can be kind of a depressing drag sometimes, but he's very loyal, and he is very protective of Nirvana. He oftentimes steps in to speak for her, and treats her like royalty even though she isn't a Princess anymore.

* Picture: click

[♕BEFERA]

S T Y X
here from the king's mountain view, here from a wild dream come true,
feast like a sultan i do: on treasures and flesh, never few.

Name: Styx
Breed: Friesian x Andalusian x Morgan x Warmblood x Rocky Mountain Horse
Gender: Stallion
Height: 17.2
Age: 2
Color: Silver Bay
Markings: Dapples, black points, black dorsal stripe. *Brown parts of body are diluted and look almost grey.*
Mane + Tail: Burnt Orange
Eyes: Indigo
Allegiance: Imperium
Health:
• • • Mental: 95% - Narcissistic
• • • Physical: 100%

Herd: Obascus
Rank: Grand Prince

Genetics: Ee/Aa/nZ
Lineage: The Reckoning x Nirvana

History: Styx was born to The Dark Empress Nirvana and The Reckoning. He was Nirvana's firstborn, and he was chosen almost immediately to succeed her in the rule of Obascus when he came of age. As a foal, he stayed close to his mother's side, and she was very strict with him. Styx's father died early on in his foalhood and he never really knew him, something he grew to regret as he matured. As Styx grew into a strapping yearling, his mother spent a lot of time with him, teaching him the ways of being a royal and generally preparing him for his to-be role as king. He took all of his mother's lessons very seriously, and made it his first priority to be a good king, a righteous king, no matter what.

Personality: Unlike his mother, Styx was a very calm foal. He rarely got very angry, and he showed early on that he was very intelligent and perceptive, things that Nirvana knew would make a good leader one day. It was clear when he interacted with other foals that some of the narcissistic traits of his parents were passed to him, but other than that, the foal didn't seem to have any other mental ailments about him. He didn't know much about Lights vs Darks and what it was all about, but he knew that Darks were seen as superior, and that Lights were unworthy of continuing on in their mediocrity, something that Nirvana made sure he knew to be true very early in his mental development. Styx is very rebellious and often disobeys his mother's wishes for the fun of it. He is all about having a good time, but he has a good head on his shoulders, and knows the value of responsibility. Styx desperately wants to have close friends, as growing up as the Grand Prince means he has a lot that is expected of him, and he oftentimes feels very alone.

Picture: click here

[♕BEFERA]

G E H E N N A
the sparrow's eyes... promises shift into judgments.
i cannot deny that you were designed for my punishments.

Name: Gehenna
Breed: AQH x Shire x Clydesdale x Warmblood x Percheron x Friesian x Andalusian x Arabian
Gender: Mare
Age: 1
Height: 17.2
Color: Bright red blood bay
Mane & Tail: Black
Markings: Black points, black dorsal stripe, 7 heavy stripes of black brindling that extend from shoulder to rump.
Eyes: Magenta
Health:
//Mental: 90% - Inferiority Complex, Intermittent Explosive Disorder (mild)
//Physical: 100%

Allegiance: Imperium
Home: Obascus
Rank: The Devilish Spawn

Genetics: Ee/Aa
Lineage:
Ranjit (Ghost x Caustic) x Nirvana
Twin: Spawn
Half-brother: Styx

Birthdate: 6/23/14

Personality: Gehenna believes that she stands in the shadow of her two stronger, more capable brothers, and feels as though no one respects her. She often thinks of killing her brothers and taking their place as the heir to the Imperium throne. She can have seemingly random explosive outbursts of anger, and has trouble keeping her emotions hidden when she gets angry. She seems to automatically assume that everyone she meets will hate her, and thus does not care about exchanging pleasantries or showing really any gratitude toward others. She is very cold and reserved, and is very hard to reach behind her wall of rage and sadness.

History Born to Ranjit and Nirvana. Sister of Spawn, half-sister of Styx. Was born smaller and weaker than her twin, Spawn, and was slow to develop in her first few months of life. Lives in Obascus with her mother and siblings, but has generally kept to herself.

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[♕BEFERA]

[smear:#898989]A N T H E A[/smear:#cdcdcd:1]
it's true: that it kicks you in the teeth when you are least expecting
bad news: it beats you black and blue before you see it coming

Name || Anthea
Breed || Friesian x Andalusian x American Paint
Gender || Mare
Age || 5
Color || Black Tovero
Markings || Tovero (see image), dapples.
Mane + Tail || Mane is black with 3 white stripes, tail is white.
Eyes || Amber
Health ||
· · · Mental || 85% - PTSD
· · · Physical || 100%
Allegiance || Altus

History || Anthea was born into a herd of nearly four hundred. It was ruled by three elders, who advised the lead stallion and mare in their leading duties. It was the best way to keep the herd leads from becoming corrupt with their power. Her mother and father were relatively low-ranked members of the herd, and were only permitted to breed due to Anthea's father, Abeiron, being the only living half-brother to the beta lead of the herd. Abeiron and Anthea's mother, Vihira, met at a young age and had wanted to have children for years before they were allowed to, and with Anthea's birth, both of them were very happy. Anthea had a wonderful foalhood, romping and playing with the other foals who resided in their social class in the herd. Both of her parents were very loving and kind, and all was well. Anthea's younger sister was born one year after Anthea, and was called Rheia. There was no playing favorites between the two sisters, and the family seemed to be getting along well.

Just before Anthea was to reach the age of two, her father fell ill. Suddenly the perfect image of her family was cracking, about to shatter. The elders said there was nothing that could be done to help him, that the sickness would have to take its course. Vihira was devastated, and began to neglect her children to spend the last few months she had with her love without distraction. Anthea became a kind of mother figure to her little sister during this time, and she often had thoughts of leaving her parents with Rheia and never coming back. Her mother's mental state was obviously deteriorating, to the point where she would not respond when spoken to. Upon Abeiron's death, Vihira laid by his corpse for days, hoping that he would wake up and that everything would go back to normal. When the corpse began to rot away and insects had come to reclaim it into the earth, Vihira finally stepped away from it, and turned to her children, sadness and anger in her heart. She had lost her mind by this point, and wanted to hurt whatever had caused her this pain, but there was no one to hurt, no one to blame.

She began abusing her children, striking them, beating them. Anthea and her sister were covered in bruises within two months of their father's death, and weren't sure what to do. Because of their low-rank, it was hard to get the leads or the elders to see them, thus, the sisters endured the abuse. One night, very late when most of the herd had long-since been asleep, Vihira hit her breaking point. She had grasped the yearling Rheia by the nape and had dragged her into a thick section of forest near the borders of the lands. Anthea had been sleeping but awoke to her sister's shrill cries for help. She leapt up and ran to her sister's rescue, but when she arrived, it was too late. Rheia was already broken beyond any help, legs stomped on, back broken. She was barely breathing. Vihira had a wild, manic look upon her bloodied face, and looked to her eldest daughter and laughed as she violently stomped over and over again on Rheia's head, sending blood flying in all directions. Anthea did not speak, and turned back from whence she came, fleeing from the scene. She did not stop running until she reached the cave of the elders, and awoke the three with frantic screaming and sobs.

The elders took her into their care for the night, saying they would track down her mother in the morning. Morning came, and the elders relayed the information on the murder to the lead stallion and mare. Vihira was located that day and executed, though Anthea did not witness it. One elder in particular, a very old stallion called Hinrik, agreed to keep Anthea in his care as long as she needed. He acted as a counselor of sorts, and in between his duties to the herd, he spent time with her, trying his best to help her through the harsh reality of losing her entire family. It didn't help her much, but she was thankful for his kindness. She stayed with him until she was almost three years of age before he encouraged her to leave the lands and strike out on her own. He would tell her that her future, her destiny, lied far beyond these lands: that she had to leave the memories here and travel to a new world.

Anthea did leave her herd, and began to wander out into the unknown realms that scouts and explorers had talked about. It was barren and empty for a long time, but soon, the dry ground became lush, and lone equines roamed the open expanse of earth between the territories of herds. Anthea began to make her home in a small grove that she stumbled upon, but she wasn't the only one who enjoyed the small oasis. A few days after she had gotten settled in the grove, a large buckskin mare with scars littering her body and a missing ear woke her up early in the morning, angry. Her crimson eyes were full of rage, saying that this was her land, and that visitors were not welcome. It turned out that this mare's name was Sky, and she had been exiled from her herd. Anthea had never heard of such a name, Sky. When she seemed dissatisfied with the large mare's name, she retorted, "Yeah, my parents weren't all that creative. Got a problem?"

After Anthea apologized and tried to explain to the mare that she had nowhere to go, Sky begrudgingly agreed to allow her to stay in her home as long as she didn't mess with anything or bother her. Anthea was happy that this had all worked out, and tried her best to make friends with Sky, though it took the buckskin a long time to warm up to the idea. After some weeks, Anthea learned that Sky had been one of her herd's best warriors, and she had lost her ear in a tiff with a moose of all things. Sky wouldn't reveal the reason why she had been exiled, even when Anthea told her story of leaving her own herd. Anthea assumed it was something simply too bad or too embarrassing to talk about, so she stopped trying to find out. Sky taught Anthea a lot about how to deal with problems that she could come across out in the wilds, and sparred with her to teach her how to defend herself.

The two became good friends and after a while they both decided it was time to leave the grove and see if they could join up with a herd. It was hard living out in the wilds on their own, and both of them yearned for more company and adventure. By this time, Anthea had been doing well with leaving her past behind her, but she would still have night terrors, which started Sky at first, but soon enough the giant mare grew used to her companion's mental struggles. And so the duo left their small oasis and began traveling, stopping every night to rest and generally watching out for each other. Anthea valued this friendship more than anything at this point, and she hoped that Sky would be her friend forever. Eventually, the two came upon a herd that Anthea recognized as much smaller than her birth herd. Sky pleaded to the leads to allow them to join, and they agreed.

Sky ended up joining a group of fighters in the herd, leaving Anthea alone most of the time. It was hard for Anthea to try to make more friends, and she felt extremely possessive of Sky, having been with her for so long. Jealousy was a common emotion during this time, and it got worse when Sky found a particularly menacing-looking stallion and began to court him. She rarely saw Sky anymore, and she hated it. After staying within the herd for a month or so, and after Sky had all but forgotten about her it seemed, she went to confront her. Sky was equally angry in return and ended with, "I'm not your damn mother, kid. Go wherever you want." before turning from Anthea to follow her stud back to the sparring ring.

Anthea was angry and with tears in her eyes, she fled another herd. She did not say goodbye and didn't care whether or not Sky would miss her. She traveled for only about a week before she stumbled upon RLTW. This place was different than any she had ever seen, small herds scattered all over the lands rather than just one massive herd taking up a large territory. She knew she would find more friends here, that she would be able to really start her new life, away from all the pain. She decided that she would ally with Altus and began to make her way into the bowels of the valley of RLTW, unsure but excited for what this world would offer her.

Personality || Anthea is a relatively kind mare and can make friends easily when she wants to. She can sometimes be antisocial and avoid contact with others, but she is normally open to conversation. She doesn't like to talk about her past and will often try to avoid talking about her own life and may even make up lies about herself to avoid discussing it. She can be very possessive over her friends, and once she is close with someone, she tends to get clingy, simply because she fears losing them. Anthea has post-traumatic stress disorder and often struggles with vivid flashbacks and night terrors, usually involving the brutal murder of her sister. She will often imagine her mother killing her as well, and can sometimes feel her own legs breaking during her night terrors. She has little interest in romance, but leans more toward mares than stallions.

Picture || click here

[♕BEFERA]

A D M O N I T I O N
wake the sleeping giant, wake the beast. wake the sleeping dog, no, let him sleep.
i bite my tongue, trying not to shoot back. no compromise, my heart won't pump the other way.

Name // Admonition
Breed // Friesian
Gender // Stallion
Height // 18hh
Age // 15
Color // Bay (brown areas of coat manifest as bright, tiger orange)
Markings // Extreme black points (entire face, legs up to well above knee, ear tips), dorsal stripe, 3 large black stripes across back (see image for reference). Three large scars over right side of muzzle, on lips.
Mane + Tail // Black (curly)
Eyes // Deep but vibrant violet
Health //
` ` ` Mental // 100%
` ` ` Physical // 100%

History // In a land far from here, there were mountains where a powerful herd resided. Admonition was born to two very strict but loving parents high up in the peaks of this mountain range. They were the Beta pair of the large herd, full of very strong equine who had adapted well to living in the mountainous terrain. They were wicked creatures at heart, and had been at war with a group who called themselves Light. Admonition's birth herd was labeled as Dark, and the two groups feuded for generations. Admonition's foalhood was full of sparring practices and battle training, as he was originally being raised to lead the herd's army once he came of age. He was often instructed to spend time alone out in the wilderness to learn the ways of vicious animals, and also to learn how to defend himself without the protection of anyone else. He took this time alone very seriously, and oftentimes, his ventures out into the wilderness of forests and swamps that surrounded the mountainous herd lands turned out to be very eventful.

Admonition was only two years old when he met his soulmate and truest love. He was traveling alone in a particularly dense forest that lied at the base of the mountains where his herd resided. There was a wolf pack that had claimed a patch of the forest as their home, though Admonition didn't know exactly where it was. He figured it would be good practice to see if he could fend off some wolves without running back home, so he calmly strode into where the pack's territory had been marked. Not long after that, he heard the cry of a trapped mare, and ran to where he hoped to find this defenseless creature. She wasn't only crying out, but she was kicking and bucking at the two wolves that had cornered her, a million curse words falling from her ashen lips like venom. Her deep green occulars spotted Admonition's orange pelt, and she yelled for him to help her. She was a beautiful slate grey filly, and her entire bodice was lashed with black brindles. Admonition was immediately smitten with her, and leapt in to fight off the wolves with every ounce of strength he could muster.

He was able to get the wolves to flee, but he was left with a deep wound on his muzzle: three thick gashes from a scraping bite that could have easily taken a chunk of his face off. As such a young stallion, taking on two full-grown wolves and surviving was enough of an accomplishment, not to mention only getting away with one major wound.The mare was called Eden, though she had gotten a nickname in her short life: Wrathful Eden. She had one of the harshest vocabularies of any filly he had ever encountered, but he liked it. Eden was very easily annoyed, and was angered more easily than anyone, and thus, she was pretty hard to deal with. Admonition became the only stallion that she had ever truly trusted, even counting her own family. The two quickly fell in love, and throughout the lands they were known as the Wrathful Pair.

In that same year, not long after Admonition and Eden had first met, the leads of the herd were brutally murdered in a cowardly act by the Lights. They had hired a neutral assassination squad to take out both the King and Queen in the dead of night. With no heir to inherit the throne after their murders, Admonition's parents, the Beta pair, became the new royals. Thus, he became the heir. When Admonition reached the age of three, his parents passed the throne on to him. Admonition and Wrathful Eden mated shortly after Admonition succeeded his parents as King, and had their first child: a colt they named Narcotic. He looked very similar to his mother, nearly taking on all of her physical markings and colors. Narcotic was quickly chosen as their heir, as more of a precaution than a choice. As the colt grew, he preferred to be called by his nickname: Drug.

There was a short peacetime between the light and dark, more of a pause in the battles than anything, and during this time, Admonition took great care in teaching his son the ways of battle and rule. Admonition refused to pass the throne to anyone but his blood, which added more importance to Drug's training. He knew that there was a possibility that next time there was a large-scale battle between the two alliances that he could end up handing the throne to his son before death, and therefore he needed Drug to be prepared to take on the responsibility.

About a year after Drug was born, Admonition took another one of his treks out into the wilderness that surrounded the herd lands. This time, he ventured past the forests and out into the vast swampland that was claimed by no alliance. He spent the afternoon there, and when sundown arrived, he began to make his way back home. Along the way, a small white figure caught his eye, and he strode up to it. It turned out to be a small raven of a very rare type: albino. He quickly became fascinated with the creature and wondered why it was all by itself in this wide open land. Assuming the mother left it to die due to its being so different, Admonition took it upon himself to adopt the creature and take it back up the mountain to serve as a pet of sorts. The massive stallion laid down in the swamp grasses and stayed with the young raven until it was comfortable enough with him to hop onto his back. He carried it this way all the way back up the mountainside, and the raven stayed with him. Admonition named the raven Atticus, and the two became fast and strong friends. From then on, it was a common occurrence to see the raven perched upon the orange stallion's back, going with him wherever he went.

Two years after Drug's birth, Wrathful Eden and Admonition came together once more and produced a filly, this one taking on Admonition's likeness more than Eden's. They called her Nirvana, and she quickly blossomed into a beauty that many envied and admired. Admonition was proud of his children, and life was good for a time: good and quiet. The Lights seemed to be backing off, either that, or they were busy plotting something. Admonition kept his guard up, and paid special attention to the protection of his family, stationing guards all around the royal quarters during the night to ensure that history wouldn't repeat itself. On many nights, he didn't sleep at all.

As Drug grew older, Admonition knew it was almost time to step down and let his son take the reins. He was worried, as he wasn't sure if Drug was quite ready yet. After all, they were in the middle of a war. Amidst all of this confusion and hesitation, rumors were being spread around the herd that Drug had been courting a Light mare, and planned to make her his Queen once he took the throne. Admonition and Eden were infuriated by this, and kept Drug under their watchful eyes for weeks, interrogating him, and on some occasions, using physical force. Admonition would never allow a traitor to succeed him, even if it was his own son. After months of interrogation and monitoring, the rumors were proved to be false, and everything seemed to go back to normal.

Admonition knew his filly was jealous of the heir he had chosen, and part of him wondered if it was Nirvana who had spread the rumors about her brother. He hoped that she would let it go at some point and just live her life, but that was not to be. He watched her closely after a while, and watched her fall into an abusive courtship with a horrid brute of a stallion. He was worried about her, and one day, met with Drug and decided to send him to discuss things with her about this stallion she was cavorting with. Drug ended up walking in on a violent rape, and stopped it, fighting off the stallion and rescuing his sister. Little did he know the truth behind their relationship, but that was a story he would never be told.

Not long after that, Admonition's daughter asked to meet with him privately. He gladly accepted, wanting to discuss things with her one-on-one, as there was clearly a lot going on in her life. They met at the edge of the herd lands, and Nirvana spilled the truth to her father, of how she was jealous, of how she had made a deal with that brute of a stallion so that he would kill Drug for her. Admonition was gravely disappointed in her, and when she suggested that she should flee the lands, he agreed with her. He told her that her place wasn't here, that it was elsewhere, and that no matter what, he would always love and care for her, no matter where she went or did. The two shared an embrace, and Admonition entrusted Nirvana with the albino raven Atticus to be her guide and protector. The bird seemed to agree and though it was sad to leave its original master, it abided by Admonition's wishes. Admonition said a final farewell to his only daughter, and he watched for a long time from high in the mountains as her vibrant orange frame moved past the forests and out over the swamps, to lands far beyond where Admonition had ever been. He hoped to see her again one day, but knew it was possible that he wouldn't.

After Nirvana took her leave, the Lights launched a full-scale attack, killing dozens of herd members and injuring many others. They were unprepared and were forced to retreat and regroup their forces. Admonition fought alongside Drug valiantly, and together, the two lead the Dark army to victory. The Lights were imprisoned, and most of them were executed, save the ones that agreed to comply and join the herd as a civil, non-rebellious member. The years after that were harsh ones, and the winters in the mountains seemed to be getting worse and worse with each passing year. The herd suffered many casualties due to various winter ailments including starvation, dehydration, and severe frostbite. The herd was forced to move to lower elevations in the forests where the wolves lurked, and many weaker equine, old and young, were hunted like prey.

Things were not looking good, and Admonition knew that he had to find somewhere else to live, and quickly. Another spring arrived, and new foals were being born. He instructed his subjects to go back up into the safety of the mountains and out of wolf territory as soon as the weather was bearable. He took it upon himself to leave the lands in search of a new place to live, and maybe a smaller herd that theirs could assimilate into their ranks. Admonition explained to his family and subjects that he could be gone for a year or even two years, but he would do whatever he could to make his herd prosper again. It was only then that he finally entrusted Drug with the throne, officially allowing him to become King. Admonition said goodbye to his family and unknowingly took the same path that his daughter did until he reached RLTW. Admonition saw that there were numerous small groups here as well as many plentiful lands, and so he began to explore the vast expanse of RLTW. What he didn't expect was that his daughter would be leading the largest group in these lands.

Personality // Admonition is very intelligent and a brilliant strategist. He is very strong physically as well and seems to have no fear when it comes to battle. He is extremely loyal to his family, but sometimes neglects or doesn't much care for or about those who are not his kin. He can be very impulsive when it comes to anger, but not so much that it is a very big problem. He can be arrogant and borderline narcissistic, but he normally keeps a level head. Admonition is very set on his quest to find a prosperous new home for his herd, and their lives and well-being are above all else in his mind. He has no interest in finding another mate, nor does he wish to have any other children. He doesn't exhibit any particularly evil behavior, but when he is angry, he is truly a force to be reckoned with. He isn't exactly a hero either, as he has no problem stepping on the toes, or heads, of others in order to get what he wants. He doesn't mind making small talk and shooting the shit, but he rarely makes any solid, true friends. He didn't really have many friends as a colt, and he always valued family over anyone else, therefore friends were never of much importance to him. He doesn't really believe in having allies, and has a hard time trusting anyone that is not of his blood. Admonition is not at all tolerant of those who think too highly of themselves, even though he can often be that exact type. He loathes anyone who is obviously not very intelligent, and he will openly mock those that he does not care for. He has no problem accepting challenges, especially if they are physical ones, and he holds himself in a way that shows no fear or hesitation in the face of adversity. Admonition exhibits himself as a King, and though he does not ask to be addressed as such, within his own mind, he is still a ruler.

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[♕BEFERA]

U R R E Z K O
there was a time when a moment like this wouldn’t ever cross my mind.
the sun will rise with my name on your lips, cause everything will change tonight.

Name ~ Urrezko (oo-rehz-kō)
Breed ~ Arabian x Carthusian
Gender ~ Mare
Height ~ 15.2hh
Age ~ 3
Color ~ Black
Markings ~ Gold hooves, 4 gold socks, golden star-strip-snip marking on face, golden ear rims, golden line markings running along temple bones on either side of head. Small lines and patches of scars are found on various parts of her body, the scar tissue the same color as her golden markings.
Mane + Tail ~ Black
Eyes ~ Gold
Health ~
. . . Mental ~ 80% - Histrionic Personality Disorder (moderate), Delusional Disorder (mild)
. . . Physical ~ 100% - Blood is gold, wounds heal with gold scarring.
Allegiance ~ Imperium

History ~ Urrezko was born into a loving family that cared for and adored her. Her family wasn't royalty, though they did seem to act like it, being very friendly with the royal pair as well as their children. Her golden blood was hailed throughout the lands as the coming of a prophetic goddess, and she was admired and cherished in her herd as an oracle of sorts. She was the most popular and admired of all the foals her age, and she was often chased after by the colts while envied by the fillies. She grew up to be very beautiful, and though many males tried to court her, she denied them. At two years of age, her parents brought unto the world another filly, a chestnut called Zilarra. Much to the herd's surprise, this filly bore the same gift as Urrezko, though her blood was a shimmering silver. Suddenly, Urre felt alone. No one cared about her anymore. She wasn't the center of attention, and it hurt. She made no effort to get to know her sister, and simply up and left one day, never looking back. She knew that somewhere else she could feel appreciated and adored again, though she did miss her family. After traveling alone for a year, she had suppressed many feelings of guilt for leaving, and the yearning she felt to be with her family again. Now she resides in Eleutheria within the Imperium allegiance, searching for anyone and everyone's adoration and love for her exquisite beauty, charm, and her unique gift.

Personality ~ Urre is obsessed with being the center of attention. If she is in a group with more than one other equine, she often feels anxious if she is not being focused on. She is not beyond making up lies about herself in order to feel as though she is being respected and admired. Though she had a stable and happy foalhood, she will often spin a web of lies which include a variety of tales, from her being raped as a yearling by her imaginary brothers to long, drawn-out explanations of the supposed night that her entire herd was killed by a freak forest fire. She feels most happy with herself when others are pitying her, and she seems to feel no remorse when she lies. Urre sometimes has delusional episodes where certain objects look as though they are melting. She has had this problem for most of her life, and after a long time, she got used to it, and realizes that it's not real. Urre is small but very quick and agile, making her hart to hit in a fighting scenario. In general, Urre is very talkative and generally kind. She doesn't have many malicious tendencies aside from her need to be the center of attention, though she will stoop to insulting and belittling others if it will get her the attention she craves.

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[♕BEFERA]

P R O P A G A N D A
been there, done that, messed around. i'm having fun, don't put me down.
i'll never let you sweep me off my feet. this time baby, i'll be b u l l e t p r o o f.

Name • Propaganda
Breed • Caspian x Andalusian x Azteca x Zweibrücker x Swiss Warmblood x Mustang X Percheron
Gender • Mare
Height • 16.2
Age • Newborn
Color • Red Roan Pintaloosa
Mane + Tail • Mane is black (somatic mutation), tail is white (flaxen).
Markings • Paint markings manifest as a large mask-like face marking and three rings around both front legs below the knee. Reverse leopard appaloosa spots appear on the back beginning at withers, flank, and rump.
Deformities • Black corvid-like feathers grow from the shoulders, varying from 1in to 5in long. Orange rings in eyes glow vibrantly in the dark (does not affect vision).
Eyes • Pale grey with bright orange ring around pupil.
Health •
• • Mental • 90% - Sociopath, Claustrophobia
• • Physical • 100%

Alliegance • Imperium
Home • Sanguis
Rank • Juvenile

Lineage • Wraith x Jacelise
Siblings • Scorn, Havok
Genetics • ee/aa/Rr/nT/nLp

History • Propaganda was born to Wraith and Jacelise. Wraith was a deadbeat dad who had no interest in raising a family and left shortly after his three children were born to the Sanguis leadess. Propaganda loved her father but never felt the same love in return. She desperately tries to stay close with her siblings in the wake of her father's departure, but she is deeply hurt by his leaving.

Personality • Propaganda is a generally kind mare, though once she ages she will become very manipulative and promiscuous.

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[♕BEFERA]

V A N A T ✪ S
starchild! you cannot escape, to the dark streams of the sea, to suppress your dreams.
nothing can keep you away from the need to create, cause your path is free.

NAME • Vanatos
BREED • Friesian, Egyptian Arabian, Gypsy Vanner, Shire, Warmblood, Lusitano, Andalusian, Clydesdale
GENDER • Stallion
HEIGHT • 18hh
AGE • 5
COLOR • Black/Blue Roan Chimera
MARKINGS • Chimera (Tobiano)
DEFORMITIES • Black Oryx horns (straight) - 26in long
MANE & TAIL • Black fading to light blue at ends.
EYES • Golden yellow
HEALTH •
/ / MENTAL • 80% - Antisocial Personality Disorder, Narcissistic, Mild OCD (concerning other equines only)
/ / PHYSICAL • 100% - Eyes glow at night, enhanced night vision.
ALLEGIANCE • Imperium

LINEAGE • Apollo x Redrum
SIBLINGS • Insignis (twin), Epiales, Ananke, Metis, Igantia, Macaria, Zoran
GENETICS • Ee/aa/Rr/nT

HERD • n/a
RANK • n/a

HISTORY • Vanatos's birth was the result of the meeting of two maniacs, and the meeting of two legendary family lines. Apollo, a renowned troublemaker in the lands of Eleutheria, fled after being released from The Outlands after serving many years for his crimes. Redrum, a daughter of the famed Reject founder, FEAR, left the lands after many rejections from her various "lovers" and was captured by a group of rogue stallions. By pure happenstance, the lead of these stallions was none other than Apollo, and the two met and fell in love, or Apollo's version of it. Vanatos and his brother Insignis were the firstborn twins of Apollo and Redrum within Apollo's lands of Raviden. Vanatos, first from the womb, was named Heir to Apollo's throne. Vanatos grew high and mighty from his naming as heir, and often bossed around his younger siblings, of which there were many. The only sibling Vanatos held any real respect for was Insignis, and even then, he always viewed himself as better than him. Vanatos would frequently offer to take over Insignis's job of training foals if he planned to go do something else for a while, and he would force them to battle each other until they were too exhausted to move. He was a bit sadistic in this way, and enjoyed seeing the little rats tucker themselves out. He felt no remorse for this, and figured it was fine anyway, as they needed to grow up to be strong, capable fighters with lots of stamina.

When Vanatos was four years old, a group of nearly thirty stallions, led by the brutes Apollo founded Raviden with, gathered and turned on him and his rule. Apollo had always been an abrasive and clearly shitty leader, or so Van thought, so he wasn't very surprised when the stallions decided to mutiny his reign. Apollo was known to be an assertive but chaotic creature, his mind often muddled up by his use of drug-like substances. The first born never cared much for his father, and he didn't see how anyone else could either. Part of him didn't mind that their lands were about to be ripped out from under them. And so Vanatos did nothing to stop the mutinying stallions, having heard them bickering about it months before their big unveiling anyway. Vanatos stood silent beside his brother Insignis as Apollo was ordered out of his own lands. He watched as his sire threatened the group of stallions standing before him, planning to fight them all for his lands, and they laughed at him. Vanatos didn't make a move to assist his father in any fight, and soon enough the family of ten turned from the lands of Raviden and started back to the only place that Apollo and Redrum knew their children could live peacefully: Eleutheria.

PERSONALITY • At first glance, Vanatos is a calm individual who appreciates his solitude. He will act aloof an uninterested until something in a conversation or about another equine sparks his interest: maybe an odd marking or deformity, maybe a well-placed insult. He has no problem with lying and being manipulative, and over many years of tricking his younger siblings into various acts, he is quite good at it. He looks down upon most everyone, and doesn't even care much for his own parents or really any of his family. He does not get lonely and is very content with himself. Van seems to have no conscience, and has a difficult time understanding why some equine believe that some things are right while others are wrong. Some might even call him amoral. He has no problem with striking out in a violent physical or verbal manner toward those who need such punishment, and feels no guilt over it. Hypothetically, he might feel no remorse in taking a life if he decided that's what he was going to do. He takes no interest in ever leading a group, though Apollo did appoint him as his heir. He took the title as more of a free pass to abuse the power rather than an opportunity to lead. He is horrible at fulfilling any sort of task that doesn't immediately and directly serve his personal interests. He is rarely surprised by anything, but when he is, he becomes wildly interested in the individual that piqued his interest. Vanatos searches, in a way, for the strange and unusual equines. He sees the average equine as boring and bland, and when he sees an intriguing specimen, he will quickly become enamored with them. His normal attitude might change completely around those he finds to be "diamonds in the rough" so to speak. Van might get a bit giddy or obsessive or clingy with these individuals, reflecting his mother's attitude toward her love interests and idols. Overall, Vanatos is a generally kind individual, though morals do not stand in his way when he wants something. He doesn't see the world as being partly good or partly evil, as good and evil do not really exist to him. He allows facts to dictate his actions far more than feelings.

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