Rilomi
Player Name: Ril'omi
Contact Info: HollowOreo#0785 on Discord
Age: 29
Location: Scotland
Tiatgar

Name: Tiatgar (Tee-at-GAR)
Gender: Stallion
Age: 14
Species: Full Unicorn
Most Likely Found:Plains
Abilities:Skilled Warrior
Family:Father: Darsul Mother: Esstora N/A
Other Relations:Aunt: Bejurru, Cousin: Forestwalker
Description:Muscular and strong, everything you would expect from a Warrior. A regal head with eyes of the brightest green. His base colour is that of a deep purple which is heavily dappled all over his body. Covering his quarters and running along his back, neck and half way down his sides is a blanket of white spots. The silky feathers growing from his legs are the darkest red, like that of the sun as it sets on the world. He has four black socks that start below the knee and a black muzzle. The ear tassels of the stallion are the same red as his feathers and his mane and tail are also black. Gar’s hooves and horn are white like his spots.
Personality: Distant and cold to those he does not know but often warms up a little if you're lucky. He is short-tempered and very secretive of his past, often becoming angered if anyone asks when he doesn't think they know him well enough to ask such things. He is a stubborn and proud stallion but proves himself a very loyal shoulderfriend to those who need him. Tiat'gar isn't afraid to call others out and will be blunt about it. He often finds himself lonely, secretly not believing himself worthy of love, and finds comfort in the night sky or a violent storm. When someone does show him affection he doesn't know how to act and will often revert back to being cold and distant, pushing the other away.
Background: Born on an Autumn morning in the Pan Woods, he was his mother's first and only foal. His mother already struggled with anxiety and becoming a mother for the first time triggered a psychosis in which she believed his father was coming to take him away and Alm'harat would keep him safe. She struggled to care for herself and her colt, slowly starving them both, eventually giving him up to her sister. Tiat'gar was raised by her, along with her own colt, until he was half-grown. He held onto a lot of anger and abandonment issues that made him run away back to the Pan Woods. When he was barely full grown he unexpectedly met his mother again. She was still suffering from her psychosis and was convinced beyond reason Alm'harat needed him. Tiat'gar didn't recognise her and, after a brief fight, she tripped on an exposed root and fell against a boulder. It was then he remembered who she was and has been carrying the guilt of causing her death ever since.
Kaile'unne



Name:Kaile’unne (Kah-lay-OON)
Gender: Mare
Age: 13
Species: Full Unicorn (Plainsdweller)
Most Likely Found: Birthplace: Far Plains; Current Residence: Near Plains
Abilities: Healing and a little midwifery
Family: Sire: Rad’chei (Deceased); Dam: Athlen (Deceased); Siblings: Shy’pola (Sister - 11), Ihata (Sister – 11)
Other Relations: Ath’mos’ont (Shoulderfriend – 14), Veseez (Shoulderfriend – 13)
Description: A slim but strong mare with a straight head adorned with black horn and a very thin black stripe running down the centre of her kind face. Her mystical eyes are the colour of the moon with the only blemish being the black of her pupils. The colour of her beard, mane and tail tassel is the colour of ash created from the dying fires of the Pans while her pelt is the colour of ice water. Adorning each of her four slender limbs are four knee and hock length white stockings leading to four black hooves. Separate black stripes run along the length of her back until just above her hocks.
Personality: Kaile is a quiet mare to those who do not know her, but to her friends she is bright and cheerful and doesn’t let life’s problems get her down. She is very caring and always the first one to calm a situation down or help others when they need help being a natural listener. Kaile is the type of mare that acts like a mother to all despite still being young. She is always willing to offer kind words and a warm smile to those who she feels needs them most as she is very happy with her life. Always on the lookout for new friends and acquaintances as she travels in search of the one she met some time ago.
Background: Born to a healer dam and warrior sire and the oldest of three children, Kaile was always the model child. She would always pay attention to what her mother taught her about her ways and would help to look after her two younger sisters. Never wanting to explore the world outside her mother and siblings, she was content learning the ways of the healers. When their mother died of natural causes the trio eventually decided to go their separate ways and Kaile was now by herself in the vastness of the Plains.
It was there that she met Atmos and Vez, two sisters that had stayed together throughout their lives and she travelled with them between dances where she met many-a-stallion. One in particular Kaile remembers well. A dappled purple stallion with a thick white blanket across his back as if fresh snow had fallen on him and he had not yet shaken it off. They had danced together like they had danced with no one else until she led him away to the cover of some trees, but he ran. The blue mare had never figured out why.
After that night she had never given up the search for him yet as the years passed she had reserved herself to never finding him. Kaile has never heard nor seen of her shoulder-friends either and so she is alone once more, still happy, still smiling.
Forestwalker

Name: Forestwalker (birth name Briarach (BRY-ar-ach))
Gender: Stallion
Age:14
Species:Full Unicorn
Most Likely Found: Far Plains (and any Longdance he can find)
Abilities: None Specialised
Family: Mother - Bejurru, Father - Faxus, Aunt - Esstora, Cousin - Tiat'gar
Other Relations: Probably a few sons/daughters floating around...
Description: Dusky leaf green pelt covered in dark green spots of various sizes, that fades into a light brown at his hocks and knees. Each limb has a white marking with his hind legs sporting two white coronets while his front left has a small white mark that extends into the hoof. His front right has white stripes extending from halfway up his forearm to halfway down his canon, a single white stripe across his pastern. The same brown colour is found on his ears and face with a large white snip. His eyes are aquamarine. Hooves are a dark forest green in colour while his horn is a lighter green - the same shade as his pelt. His mane and tail tassle are mostly a slightly darker shade of brown than his limbs/face but are peppered with green strands. Ear tassels and beard are the same shade of brown as his mane and tail.
Personality: Forestwalker is a confident, determined stallion with a passion for being loud and blunt. He is persistant in getting what he wants from someone and has no time for indecision. Forest acts as if he's empathetic in situations that call for it but he isn't above using whatever information he's found out for his own gain if he's been crossed. He's a charismatic and flirtatious stallion, and can often be found at Longdances where his only goal is "more mares, more fun." For the most part he is energetic, fun, and motivated. However, there are many who think he is a snake in the grass, an arrogant stallion who cares not for others if they do not benefit him.
Background: Born on the Near Plains on an Autumn morning during his mother's search for her sister, Esstora. His early days were filled with constant movement further into the Pan Woods until the two sisters met again. Unfortunately they were not to stay together and Esstora left her own colt with them. Forestwalker was raised with his cousin, Tiat'gar, until they were both half-grown. The green-speckled stallion grew up a brash and loud colt partly due to genetics and partly in response to the anger of his cousin. Forestwalker would constantly question both his mother and his cousin in his search for more information about what happened but neither were willing to speak of it at all. After Tiat'gar left, Forestwalker also struck out on his own - often engaging in Longdances as soon as he came across them.

Aeronwen

Name: Aeronwen; Nickname: The Siren, Sirena
Gender: Mare
Age: 10
Species: Full Unicorn. Vale born but does not recognise that.
Most Likely Found: Pan Woods. Seldom ventures to the Near Plains.
Abilities: None Specialised. Very good, natural dancer.
Family: Sire – Oros (Vorosing - 28 (Deceased)) (Deceased), Dam – Cala (Calaia - 28 (Deceased)), Brother – Reo (Reodallo - 13), Sister – Ori (Eorith - 15)
Other Relations: Nieces and nephew but has never met them.
Description: A very slender young mare, her head is slightly dished with large seductive apple green eyes. She has a blue marking on her face that touches each eye slightly while running down her slender nose to her muzzle and lips. Her base pelt colour is a dusky salmon pink that is tinged with a light brown and is painted with large irregular spots of a darker shade. From the top of her neck to her shoulders is a large, soft marking of a bright pink and on her rump is a golden yellow that stretches to the end of her tasselled tail. Sirena’s forelegs house two knee-length white stockings while her hind legs house two dusky pink stockings that stop at her hocks. All four hooves are a dark pink in colour. Her ear tassles and horn are a light grey in colour.
Personality: Born to older parents obsessed with rules, the old ways, and controlling their offspring, The Siren struggled to find herself - caught between who her parents wanted her to be and who she really was. They did not approve of her flirtatious ways and often scolded her if they caught her "flaunting herself" to the young colts outside of initiation at the Summer Sea. Her parents believed in the laws of the Ring while she was fascinated by the ways of the free folk and longed for such freedom herself. She travelled to the Summer Sea each year for five long years, never once pledging with any colt who showed her interest. The Siren wasn't interested in being tied to one mate for the rest of her life. Often she slipped away during the night to cavort with the Free Folk, living as they did until the sun started to rise again and she would have to go back. Being confined to the Vale, the young mare felt trapped by her family. When her parents passed away it signalled the time for The Siren to cut all ties with her old life and so, during one moonless night, she disappeared from the Vale and travelled through the Pan Woods in the direction of the Summer Sea to the freedom of the Plains
Aelae

Name:Aelae (Eh-lay - Basically Eilidh)
Gender:Mare
Age:7
Species:Da
Most Likely Found:N/A
Abilities:None Specialised.
Likes: Laughter, Kindness, Water
Dislikes:Conflict, Liars, Fire
Family:Mother - Burasa, Father - Daghril
Other Relations:N/A
Description: A solid chestnut dun (red dun) with a very distinctive dorsal stripe and leg stripes. Her mane and tail are a darker orange-brown than her coat - more like her markings. She has large, kind dark-brown eyes. She is solidly built and compact. Lighter patches of skin/hair are visible on her neck and face as well as on her body due to being caught in the fire.
Personality:Soft-spoken and wistful, Aelae is a caring, sensitive, and selfless mare. She will often put the needs of others ahead of her own and simply wants everyone to be happy. She frequently daydreams - a habit from her working life she is reluctant to give up. Trusting and naive but intuitive, Aelae follows her heart rather than her head which can lead her to be too trusting especially of those who are kind to her. Due to her idealism and her desire to help others she often finds herself a victim. She doesn't often deal with her problems, prefering to believe they don't exist in the perfect world within her own head. If someone tells her to grow up or otherwise tries to kill her daydreaming she will become cold and often take herself away from said someone. Due to the flour dust explosion she is afraid of fire/smell of burning wood/hair.
Background:Born into a working Da life to a mare used as a pit pony. Her mother told her stories of her father - how he was a strong and courageous warhorse stallion who, one day, escaped from his pasture and stumbled upon her own. Aelae used to dream of him at night and it was these stories that fueled her own imagination. As the young filly grew and was weaned, it became clear to her original master that she was quickly becoming too tall to be a pit pony. Not long after sunrise she was led away from her mother and taken to the hustle and bustle of the city. Aelae was bought from a market as a 4 year old to work her new master's flour mill. She spent her days pulling the millstone around and around in circles and she was happy with her job as it gave her time to dream of what lay beyond the walls of the city. It was lonely work despite the others pulling with her but the mill was indoors, away from the harsh elements that other working Da were expected to endure. Her masters were kind to her and the others, they were hardly whipped and they were fed well. Aelae was kept away from the Da stallions as she was never intended to be used for breeding - she was stabled and pastured with other mares only. One day there was an explosion at the mill - the volatile flour dust ignited. The Da turning the stone panicked and broke away from their harness' while the wooden and stone building collapsed around them. Aelae kept running, her nose filled with the scent of her own singed hair, until her blind panic took her into the sea. After she hit the water and felt its cooling embrace she let herself succumb to the waves, all the time dreaming of where she would end up.