Bathsheba
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[ Mix of: unicorn x equine ]
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i. Coal black and white paint chimera, primary black. Black mane and tail, prehensile. Empire blue threading outside white paint markings, gnarled horn of the same blue. White, blue eyes. Three black hooves, one white with average feathering.
ii. Sickle-hocked.
iii. Thick-boned with a particularly elegant poise, a victorian figure designed with endurance and defense in mind. All angles and wide curves, long-legged and long-necked.
BY THE POWER OF KAOS the blue accents of her markings have been mutated into glittering blue trails of sapphires.
Quiet - Inquisitive - Rough - Calculating - Steadfast - Loyal
Tight-lips and watchful eyes are a virtue for this lady, growing up among those with wagging tongues and shifty minds. Bathsheba has never been a talkative thing, preferring to mosey along through her younger years as a silent observer, letting her actions do the talking. Ironically enough, it would serve her well for the most part, but do not take her lack of opinion for a lacking of smarts or ability.
Curiosity grows in the mind of all young horses, she is no different. An inquisitive nature drives this little girl to and fro, up and down and all around, questioning every little thing she sets eyes on. Of course it gets her in trouble now and again, but what are the younger years without some level of… risk?
Never the dainty one, Bathsheba is a stellar fit with the boys, leaving her dresses and Sunday pearls back home. This gangly strangeness will develop into a better honed show of force as she grows, becoming something she can use to her advantage and less as a crutch.
Calculation is a thing that most must learn, forcing themselves to see and observe what usually they would miss. Bathsheba is no different, although her inspiration comes from a much deeper and fragile source. She will develop these skills over the period of her life, focusing and reading and learning to understand the world and its inhabitants to better serve her purpose. It is hard at first, but she is a determined young thing and very little stands long in her way.
Loyalty is something taught young in her family, something she will realize from the very beginning. Family means everything, and most of all, family means roots. Roots grow deep, deeper than any material promise or foolhardy hope. Bathsheba is strong, connected, and very little can move her. Even as a child she is stubborn and decided in what she feels and believes is right and wrong. Her own moral compass that draws an unsteady line for her to walk, yet walk it she does.
Borne on Helovia to Sialia and an unknown stallion (Reginald), the first six months of her life were relatively normal. Her mother kept her close and taught her manners, the basics to comforting her growing pains, and began the tumultuous education on Helovian life. However, at six months, Sialia disappeared; leaving Bathsheba rather unceremoniously on her own. It was a heart-breaking experience for the young girl and its had a detrimental effect on her current mindset. She traveled Helovia with no one to guide her, to put her on any one path that might lead her to a future. She was forced to forage and beg for things that otherwise, she might have been given. Feeling ostracized from her Basin fellows, she eventually left and did not return. They did not miss her. She met a mare, Syrena, who she began to see more as a mother-figure as they kept running into each other. Eventually she mentally adopted the woman as such, and her anger at Sialia peaked.
Before Kaos took his hold, Sheba disappeared from sight and mind, breaking her promise to Syrena. She came back just in time to find that Sialia had finally reappeared, only to watch her die. With her mothers death on her mind, she is then steered toward the marshes where Kaos sowed his magic. Alongside a horde of others, Sheba is taken by the portal-
- Bathsheba is not bi-polar, but as a coping mechanism she created imaginary friends to keep her company. These have essentially grown their own personalities, but do not effect her daily life in any negative way. She is in complete control of them. They are called Owl and Asterisk.
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Subject | Location | Participants | Last Post |
CAN YOU HEAR ME? | Uwaritace | Bathsheba, Himeldir, Rift Presence |
08-24-2017 by Rift Presence |
cageless youth | Rainforest Cliffs | Gwyn, Bathsheba, Glacia |
11-06-2017 by Gwyn |
ALL FOR ONE; | Riptide Isles | Bathsheba, Thranduil, Galahad, Rift Havoc |
07-25-2017 by Rift Havoc |
Broken Doll | The Portal | Maude, Rift Presence, Bathsheba |
07-18-2017 by Maude |
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- Blue parts are sapphire