Post by ’’evolet’’ on Mar 19, 2009 22:53:17 GMT
Played by “evolet“
“You know your my saving grace.. You're everything I need and more..”
Name: Evolet
Nickname: She is most commonly known as Ev to those close to her, but, despite her protests, she is often playfully called Ettie or Vollie
Age: Evolet has tred this earth for five summers
Alliance: She claims to be a neutral, however she hates labels and prefers to be referred to as having no alliance, for she has no true reigning beliefs
Gender: Vixen
Breed: The bloodline that she carries is partially Arabian from her mother, but her father's identity and breed is unknown
Height: Around fifteen and a half hands
Base Color: Her canvas is tainted auburn bay, but her hide displays splashes of ivory, classifying her as a tobiano pinto.
Mane and Tail Color: Her tresses are mainly of a deep ebon hue, but her tail displays patches of ivory woven into the mixture
Eye Color: A colorless grey
Build: Evolet is very fine boned and distinctively of a petite feminine build
Likes
[+] Small groups
[+] Rain
[+] Water
[+] Galloping
[+] Travel
[+] Warm climates
[+] Feeling curious
[+] Power
[+] Being influential
[+] Unique personalities
Dislikes
[-] Abandoning
[-] Excess responsibility
[-] Being held down
[-] Not being able to show her true potential
[-] People who are helpless
[-] Staying in one spot
[-] People who try to fit into the crowd
Aspirations
[.] Find a mate who understands her free spirited nature and her need to not stay trapped in one place
[.] Be seen as powerful and influential
History: Evolet was introduced to this realm upon unique circumstances, yet she believes that she is much more lucky than others, and for that, she is grateful.
Evolet was conceived in the frigid north upon accidental circumstances. Her mother, Alea, depended greatly upon the protection and pleasure of czars. She was known to be clingy, always craving the full attention of any and all stallion she encountered. Alea never stayed with the same stag for very long; she would wonder around until she came across a young green brute who she knew was too foolish to think into the future and only lived in the present, and she would use them for intimacy and protection. After a few weeks, she would grow tired of the same stag, so she moved onto the next one she stumbled upon. This became an endless unbreakable cycle--it was a wonder she hadn't grown pregnant sooner. When she was six years old and after she had been with countless stallions, she discovered she was in fact several months pregnant. The fact that she carried a living creature did not effect her; it was merely the thought of the fact that a mare with a foal ambling along at her side constantly would never attract the eyes of a young stag, and that Alea would never get the attention she felt she deserved.
Alea wondered away from her current stallion during the cool spring, and prematurely gave birth to Evolet when she was nine and a half months pregnant. Alea stood, walking away into the cover of the forest the moment the filly was no longer a part of her, not casting a single glance back at the shivering form of her daughter. She did not murmur words of goodbye; she did not give the child a name. She merely... Left.
The god's above surely were keeping watch over Evolet's young soul, for mere minutes after Alea walked away into the shadows of the foliage, a vixen stumbled upon the lanky form that lay wet in the grasses. The minx, Clér, soon took the foal in, giving her the name of Evolet. Ev, being born two months premature, was extremely small--much smaller than the other foals. Clér was aware of this, and, not already being in a herd, she promptly joined the first herd she could so that her and Ev were well protected. Around a week after Ev's birth, Clér found a rogue herd, built of of rejects and misfits trying to find a place in this world. The herd brought the pair in with enthusiastic and promising words. Several months passed, and not long after, the herd picked up another lone brute. Clér and the stallion became mates quickly, and it was not long until Clér became pregnant with the stag's seed. Ev fell on the wayside while all of this went on, trying her best to blend in to her surroundings so that Clér could live the happy life she deserved. Trying to blend in, however, proved difficult for Evolet as she aged; many yearling colts often tried to woo Ev, attracted to her for reasons she will never understand--though many tell her otherwise, she see's herself as plain and very ordinary. When Clér had her foal, Evolet began to feel that she was being a burden, and migrated south to warmer climates, promising she would visit as soon as she could. She knew, however, that she would be traveling much farther than many thought she would; there was little to no chance that she would ever be graced with the presence of her beloved surrogate mother once again.
Evolet traveled south to warmer tropical climates, every so often joining a lone rogue equine as they too journeyed to other lands so that she kept good company. She made many friends, and learned many different customs of different regions in her travels. She soon came upon the coast, and that is where she fell in love with the water.
How did your character arrive upon the Isle: Ev remembers the night she was pulled with the tide out into the open waters vividly; how the lightning struck down upon the ground, starting many wildfires; how the wind ripped trees from their roots. Evolet had stayed far too close to the sandy beach, and the waves were crashing against much higher ground than they should. It didn't take long for a large monstrous wave to crash against her, pulling her out into the deep waters. Evolet remembers no more of that night, besides the fact that she awoke washed up upon beaches unknown to her. The beaches of a land she soon learned was known as Silent Isle.
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