Open Deceased Characters

[♕BEFERA]

Below is a list of all of the deceased RLTW characters that are available for RPing with in Lostmoor.

If you have a character you would like to add to this list, please post their full profile (as if it were being posted in the creation board) as a reply to this thread.

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[Revelations]

Name: Bones
Breed: Clydesdale X Shire
Gender: Mare
Height: 17.3hh
Age: 14
Color: White and Black Tobiano
Markings: Tobiano
Deformities:
Mane & Tail: Blk/white
Eyes: Gold
Health:
--Mental: 80% (Anger issues; Cannibal; Sociopath)
--Physical: 100% (List physical disabilities if less than 100%)
Allegiance: Imperium

History: Her first day here she made a name for herself through the rest of the lands. Though she believed herself to be strong, she knew she needed a place to stay and rest her head if she ever needed one. Entering the claiming lands, she was soon surround by three stallions stating their claim to her. Nazgul, Hero, and a lazy bronc called Polar. It wasn't long before she sent the stallion Hero packing, and soon after Polar. Neither one of the brutes was enough to handle her and had left with the balls clenched between their legs. Nazgul had no lands, and was soon turned away; for she would be no one's trophy. Soon after she left, homeless.

Shortly after a stallion called Demise found her alone. The two exchanged heated words, and though she was tough the painted mare was overpowered and raped, boring a son she named Devil's Assassin. The colt at first was weak, and had attempted to kill her son on more than one occasion, hardly allowing him to feed. She found his father, demanding that he take the child, when his other whore showed up, called Devour. Bones in a fury charged the stallion whom she somewhat respected despite their history. Devour came to his defense and the two mares scuffled, only halting when each tasted the flesh of the other.

Turning her tail she left, with her pest of son following her every move, unknowing of the obsession growing in her young son's heart for the mare Devour, who eventually be his life's purpose to tame, succeeding in the end.

The moment her son was able to fend for himself she allowed him to do so, eager to be rid of the young bronc since his birth. Shortly after a stallion known for short as Num invited her into his ranks, where after winning the throne from a rival named Xeus made Bones his Queen. The power-hungry whore stood upon the throne with pride and bloodlust for any who came to steal it from under her. Though the crown she held was never her's to defend. Mares didn't rule lands back then, and when Xeus re-challenged and won she was striped from her title, though and wanted by the new King. With this new invitation, she left the stallion who had made her Queen, her loyalty rotating to the power this Xeus now held, and with that the occupied seat at his side.

A mare named Surrender stood beside the dark King then, and though Bones would have liked nothing more than to have her spot for her own, her King made it clear challenges where not tolerated. Being placed in spot 3, Bones decided to wait, and wait she did. After the death of Surrender, Seraphina succeeded her, and though Bones cared little for the black wench, something like a warmth had been growing in her heart for the blackened monster who had now sat upon the throne for years. Xeus and Phina passed before Bones could ever be moved back into the Queen throne, and though she was angry, it wasn't for her lack of time in power. She missed the stallion that she had ever loved, and had bore him one child.

In her agony Bones took the comfort of a wise old King who had ruled the lands beside Xeus and had been a close friend to her only love. In her misery she to bore Unwritten his and her own last child; Consolas. Leaving the filly in RLTW after passing on her wisdom and rules of RLTW she jumped to her death off one of the cliffs in the mountains.

Personality: Bones can be very unpredictable, and though she was older when she died she never really got out of her bitchy ways. She doesn't deal with bullshit, and loathes that fact she can't do any damage to the living or anything else for that matter in this after life. She slightly has a disregard toward life in general and would much rather act than think about her actions later.

She thought that after her death she would be reunited with the only stallion she ever truly cared for, but must have done something wrong, because Xeus is no where to be found. Though she knows the chances are slim, she sits and waits for the day when she might see him again, and keeps repeating in her minds everything he had ever taught her about life…and love.

[Revelations]

Name: Tortured Memory
Breed: Friesian
Gender: Mare
Height: 17hh
Age: 8
Color: Dominant White (Cremello Base)
Markings: none
Deformities:
Mane & Tail: White
Eyes: Ice Blue
Health:
--Mental: 95% (anger issues, sensitive to sunlight)
--Physical: 100% (List physical disabilities if less than 100%)
Allegiance: Altus

History:Born to Condemned October X Krash. There really isn't much of a story to tell about this young little filly. Other then she was born large for being in the womb over due. Her mother was the infamous Condemned October and her father was none of then another infamous brute known as Krashandor. She was brought here to look for her sister, as her mother was again at the time of year for her to dissapear. So here she awaits looking for a life of her own, with her own distaster in the wings, waiting for her to take a wrong move.

Shortly after her arrival she met Selven, who she quickly fell in love with, and vice versa. The pair couldn't take their eyes off of each and she was named his Queen. She grew jealous of other mares he kept, but always told herself she was his most prized possession. She bore him Gothika.

She later year gave conceived twin boys before she was captured by her uncle and raped nearly every night throughout her pregnancy, though she had no miscarriage. Upon her escape and the birth of her recent children she returned to RLTW and was met by her soured King, who ended her life in the middle of the forest unknown that he was watched by her son's Dark Honor and Quiet Judgement. Her last vision was her son's shocked face, while she was embraced into a deadly coil by their father.

Personality: Unlike her parents and the rest of her family, she walks the line between darkness and light. Though she has far more qualities that would make her dark rather then closer to the light, she doesn't show them off usually. She is rather of a perciever. TM likes to watch from the distance rather then jump directly into the fight. Especially when it isn't needed. Though she may be young she has a temper on her like her damn, and isn't quite alone like her father.

[Δ Beauty With The Booty]

Name: The Reckoning
Breed: Morgan x Friesian x Warmblood x Rocky Mountain x Andalusian
Gender: Stallion
Height: 17hh
Age: 8 years
Color: Silver Dapple Bay
Markings: Dapples
Mane & Tail: Flaxen with deep amber tips
Eyes: Grey with black lines that are thicker near pupil

Health:
--Mental: 90%[ Narcissism, Intermittent Explosive Disorder ]
--Physical: 100%
Allegiance: Dark Imperium

History: No one knew of The Reckoning's origins. One day he wasn't there and the next he was. He came like the winter storms. Cold and calculating. He came with fear and spread it across the lands. Herds at first weren't worried about the stallion. They brushed him off as a rouge that wanted to cause trouble. Guards weren't really told to do anything but watch him.

Months went by and slowly people started noticing herd members wound up missing or mares that were clearly in heat, were soon found to be pregnant but none of the stallion's within the herds had touched the mares. He was a nuisance.

Soon foals began dying. Their bodies mutilated. They took it up as the mystery stallion's doing. They sent out hunting parties for him but the could only catch glimpses of him. Paranoid members of the herds began calling him The Reckoning. They were convinced that he was their undoing. Paranoia spread through the herds and members began leaving, hoping to rid themselves of The Curse of The Reckoning.

In a last ditch effort, the lead stallions went out to challenge the silver bay stallion. Three against one. But when they thought he would stand and fight, he ran and knowing the forest like no one else, he took out two of them in the depths of the forest. On the last stallion, he fought face to face. But The Reckoning was a scrapper. He fought dirty.

Soon the last leader was dead and that was when The Reckoning found he no longer found a likeness to this land. It was no longer fun.
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Before all of that, The Reckoning was known as S'zohr. He was born to a mother named Aziela and a father known as Kazan. His parents were apart of no herd and they raised their son in their image. They spoiled him and made sure he knew he was the best of the best. He was unstoppable.

As he grew, S'zohr grew more and more like a narcissist and when he reached sexual maturity, he was after any mare he could get. At first,he was like any stallion. Wanting to take over her. But he had a run in with a mare slightly larger than him named, Stonecoat. She taught him to love being dominated and she made him beg. Weakened him but only in a sexual state. Other times he was dominate to her.

Soon they parted ways and he moved on, sireing many foals. He never knew any of his foals and he doesn't care to know them. At the age of four, he came upon the land known as Cramiuan and here he earned the name The Reckoning. When he learned of his new name, he abandoned his birth name and took on the Identity of The Reckoning.
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Since entering this land of RLTW, he came upon a Dark meeting, a new Queen had just been crowned and slithered his way into the ranks, becoming a Captain to the Empress. He harbors no ill-will against her, but the same cannot be said for her lapdog, Evictus. The Reckoning is always at work, weaseling his way into the fold that are Nirvana's closest. He intends to spread his genes through her and then leave this land. And with the upcoming battle with the lights, he is quite enjoying the land of RLTW.

Soon after the victory of the Darks vs Lights, the Darks being the victors, he began doing small things to get everything going for the new laws and lands. Somewhere along the line, while Nirvana was carrying his child, he managed to break his leg, right out of hearing range of the entrance to Obascus, where he died of starvation and dehydration.

Personality: Reckoning is a vain stallion. He holds himself high on a pedestal and squashes those below him. He looks for being the best of the best and he is very competitive. Because of this he is highly independent and very very self centered. He doesn't give two shits about anyone else. He's a cold and sarcastic stallion with a calculating persona. He likes to watch others for hours on end before he lets himself be known. But he isn't reckless, he's a thinker and he can turn theories into solid plans of action. He isn't very practical though and sometimes his plans go bust. He's also very interested in mares. He has nicknames for all his mares, or the ones he believes are his. He has vicious tendencies but he has some control. He would rather rip your throat out then talk to you. He does however have a strong dislike of blood. He will cuss up a storm if he gets any on him. He also has bouts of anger that don't really add up or make sense to the situation at hand.

He doesn't care for lasting relationships, hell he just goes the "wam-bam-thank-you-ma'am" route. He tends to live in the moment as well, taking what he can. He doesn't like a mare that brings 'baggage'. It gets old. But there is a secret about him that he doesn't let many know. He likes to be 'dominated' by mares. But only the ones he think could do it. He likes his mares to make him beg. He just loves the ones that don't play nice. But if a mare comes along that is the opposite or doesn't cut it, he won't have much to do with her. Basically, he likes naughty girls. As stated before, he doesn't like to be in relationships. He doesn't like having a mate. He likes whores.