Name: Zerelth
Age: 5
Gender: Stallion
Height: 18 hh
Appearance:
A Warlander type build gives this male the desired height and delicate bodily movements that were desired for a warrior with in his herd. His father, the leader of the herd was a larger Friesian, black as night and as cold as it, while his mother was a delicate bay Andalusian. As a foal Zerelth had two bright blue eyes, while his coat was the color of dead red roses; his black mane and tail was able to grow, before it was roached and docked. The young male grew quickly for one of his age and was soon towering over the other yearlings, by the time he was 3 years old the male was at the towering height of 17 hh and quickly catching up with his father; in both brute strength and size. As time went on he grew to 18 became the General in his fathers army fighting in many battles which is where many of his scars came from. He has a large, long scar down his chest and one under his left eye, his left hind leg and rump is patched with white and red fur due to an injury due to a fire. At the ripe age of three the male lost site in his right eye, which is now a milky white with two black scars across it, there are three scars across his right cheek and two diagonally across his barrel.
Personality:
“Tick tock, dearie, tick tock”
The famous line the stallion used before killing someone very important. For a young age the male had been taught to be a heartless killing machine, destroying anything and anyone that got in his way. He is cunning, harsh, sarcastic and prideful, thinking of no one but himself. He cares little of the opinions of other and is a ruthless hunter. Zerelth is the kind of hunter who likes to play with his kill before ended them, playing tricks and talking in riddles to confuse his victims, he lives for the thrill of it. The young male has only ever loved one person and that was his mother, but in a fit of rage his father killed her calling him weak for showing love, he was two and a half years old. Using the image of his father killing her enraged him, fueling the fire that burned deep in his heart and soul, the only thing that could quench it was spilling the blood of others.
History:
They say love is something that holds you back, something that keeps you from growing, but a mothers love is different. It molds you and shapes you, but in Zerelth’s case it turned him from a cold blooded killer into a raging psychopath. Its tough to watch your father break your mothers neck before sending her limp lifeless body down a rocky ravine, all the while making you watch, standing emotionless as was proper. Years of training had taught the young male how to be what he was today; stiff, cold, prideful and ruthless. A mothers love sealing his already morbid fate, the thrill of the kill was present even as a yearling. Towing over the others the young male never realized his strength as was shown after he had killed another yearling. The grief of his murderous ways smashed by his father, the ruler of their herd; all other childish emotions were removed and replaced by ones that were stone cold. After his mothers death the young male focused all of his energy and hate towards becoming the General in his fathers army. At the age of three and a half he became the General of his father army, vanquishing every foe he came across. He was known across the lands as the crocodile for tricks he played with his enemies causing mass confusion with his battle strategies. He ended every life with the line “Tick tock, dearie, tick tock” which became his signature along with the way he spoke in riddles. His right eye was severely damaged due to an injury caused by a hook and a fight with fire gave him the extensive scarring on his left back leg. In his forth year his father died of old age, and due to his mass about of PTSD and the thrill of the kill, the young male declined the throne and began a new adventure.
Age: 5
Gender: Stallion
Height: 18 hh
Appearance:
A Warlander type build gives this male the desired height and delicate bodily movements that were desired for a warrior with in his herd. His father, the leader of the herd was a larger Friesian, black as night and as cold as it, while his mother was a delicate bay Andalusian. As a foal Zerelth had two bright blue eyes, while his coat was the color of dead red roses; his black mane and tail was able to grow, before it was roached and docked. The young male grew quickly for one of his age and was soon towering over the other yearlings, by the time he was 3 years old the male was at the towering height of 17 hh and quickly catching up with his father; in both brute strength and size. As time went on he grew to 18 became the General in his fathers army fighting in many battles which is where many of his scars came from. He has a large, long scar down his chest and one under his left eye, his left hind leg and rump is patched with white and red fur due to an injury due to a fire. At the ripe age of three the male lost site in his right eye, which is now a milky white with two black scars across it, there are three scars across his right cheek and two diagonally across his barrel.
Personality:
“Tick tock, dearie, tick tock”
The famous line the stallion used before killing someone very important. For a young age the male had been taught to be a heartless killing machine, destroying anything and anyone that got in his way. He is cunning, harsh, sarcastic and prideful, thinking of no one but himself. He cares little of the opinions of other and is a ruthless hunter. Zerelth is the kind of hunter who likes to play with his kill before ended them, playing tricks and talking in riddles to confuse his victims, he lives for the thrill of it. The young male has only ever loved one person and that was his mother, but in a fit of rage his father killed her calling him weak for showing love, he was two and a half years old. Using the image of his father killing her enraged him, fueling the fire that burned deep in his heart and soul, the only thing that could quench it was spilling the blood of others.
History:
They say love is something that holds you back, something that keeps you from growing, but a mothers love is different. It molds you and shapes you, but in Zerelth’s case it turned him from a cold blooded killer into a raging psychopath. Its tough to watch your father break your mothers neck before sending her limp lifeless body down a rocky ravine, all the while making you watch, standing emotionless as was proper. Years of training had taught the young male how to be what he was today; stiff, cold, prideful and ruthless. A mothers love sealing his already morbid fate, the thrill of the kill was present even as a yearling. Towing over the others the young male never realized his strength as was shown after he had killed another yearling. The grief of his murderous ways smashed by his father, the ruler of their herd; all other childish emotions were removed and replaced by ones that were stone cold. After his mothers death the young male focused all of his energy and hate towards becoming the General in his fathers army. At the age of three and a half he became the General of his father army, vanquishing every foe he came across. He was known across the lands as the crocodile for tricks he played with his enemies causing mass confusion with his battle strategies. He ended every life with the line “Tick tock, dearie, tick tock” which became his signature along with the way he spoke in riddles. His right eye was severely damaged due to an injury caused by a hook and a fight with fire gave him the extensive scarring on his left back leg. In his forth year his father died of old age, and due to his mass about of PTSD and the thrill of the kill, the young male declined the throne and began a new adventure.