Post by Deleted on Jul 7, 2014 17:15:03 GMT -7
Name: Black Betty
Gender: Female
Breed: Quarter Horse x Appaloosa
Genetics: -
Age: Seven
Arrived in MUSTANG: Summer, Year 10
Coat Color: Black Brindle
Height: 16 hh
Eye Color: Brown
Personality:
•Quite laid back and cool, and exceptionally tough to get riled up. However, Betty would be biting at the bit with anger if someone wronged those she'd pledged her loyalty to.
•A bit of a nomad. Her passion being battling at Mt. Demonhead and counting her marks, Betty truly cares about little else, and often finds herself going through 'homes' like kids go through sneakers. The only people that can truly hold her attention are those that wander just as far and often as she does.
History:
•Having been a rough-and-tumble kid, and a frequent 'backyard fighter' amongst her fellow foals back in the day, Betty had her sights set on the dark alliance of her newfound land for their spirited encouragement of the sport. She took to a local dueling arena with much vigor.
•Met a man called The Bizenghast Horror, a former fighter of the old arena days. The two hit it off in an odd sort of way, Bizen becoming somewhat of a father figure and a mentor. The stallion tried and steer her away from the violent path he had gone down himself so long ago, but Betty persisted in her ways.
•Battled a black stallion by the name of Impression in the arena, and was deemed victor by her Queen Viatrix at the time.
•Battled a cannibalistic loon by the name of Disaster Vox in the jungle -- victory was hers, yet again.
• Joined the ranks of Irae, leader of of a gang called Tartarus, lured by the promises of tangible personal gain and concentrated practice on her skills in battle. Began as a common legionnaire, and a skeptic of the herd's exact motives, though she would never let it be known. Often traveled outside the borders, and maintained her independence to the fullest stretch within loyalty.
• Climbed through a tournament at the arena, coming close to championship but resigning from her final match as questionable activity brewed at home within the gang. Betty abandoned the arena, Tartarus, and the island altogether in search of a new home.
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