Post by ℳissParadox on Feb 27, 2015 19:22:30 GMT -7
Name: Nicci ( Knee-see )
Gender: Mare
Breed: Swedish Warmblood
Genetics: -
Age: Five
Arrived in MUSTANG: Spring, Year Thirteen
Coat Color: Black
Height: 16 hh
Eye Color: Brown
Personality:
Niss is adventures, she doesn't hold exploring in high regards but she isn't one to sit still and let life pass her by. She is loyal to none bar her mission, not her family in her past or her friends in the future. She is never going to be the hero, always one to save herself first. She is useless dead.
Wise beyond her years, with the intelligence and knowledge of a old war veteran. Yet in all other areas she has the maturity of a headstrong colt. She has never had the chance to mature as one normally would. To experience friendship, aimless laughter or the simple passing of day into night. There has always been a goal to work towards. Self experience is yet to happen. She knows little about herself and has no desire to find out. She lacks the grace to enter a conversation seamlessly or to excuse herself. To make friends or be a mentor to those younger than her. She has no time for those she deems to be weaker than her, intelligence is something she holds in the highest of regards and considers simplicity to be a great evil.
Nicci has a sharp tongue and the sarcasm of her childish self. She isn't aware of it yet but she is deeply bitter, anger is always boiling just below the surface and she has no understanding of why. Her emotions are intense and fleeting, a moment of happiness will change for the slightest of actions or a single word.
History:
The eldest child of her fathers young band Nicci was the intelligent one. She was his unspoken favourite, none others however had much time for her. She was the outcast, the odd one out. Surrounded by what she has always regarded as simple folk Nicci knew she was destined for greater things. There was a bigger world outside these lands and she was in a hurry to get there. Before she had seen her first year out she left without a word, an equally adventures colt was at her side. They had planned to find something better, a herd worth being a part of. Little did they know they were living within a much bigger society. Her father, was not her father at all. His herd was not his herd, they lived in a land set aside for slaves. In leaving the two adventures had walked straight into the enemies hands.
She never did see that colt again, nor did she set hoof on the land that she was born onto. It took her years to learn the truth of her existence. She was born in the early days of a wars conclusion, her mother was one of the few who had been spared, for reasons she was to never find out. Yet the truth wasn't too hard to piece together. Since capture they were used as breeders, her pretend father acted as chief guard. Not that any tried to flee, resigned to their fate they at least knew what awaited them outside those quiet lands... A tyrant who after his first taste of success was unwilling to stop there. Niss learnt very quick the life she was to now lead, she was given a job ( as were all the other youth, slaves or not ) gender or birth mattered little when it came to this life. Either you succeeded or you didn't. You either had the strength and intelligence or you didn't. There was never any middle ground and she flourished under such a strict regime. Three years has passed and she owes them everything. They gave her a vision of the world that she had never dreamed of. She is on assignment, she has been released to simply sit and wait. A sleeper of sorts she is to play a part in a war that may be years down the track.
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I'm still Splashs on there!
I miss rping.
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