Caerleon | Cenost Leader

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Basic Information:

    Name: Caerleon (Referred to as "Cael" by friends)
    Age: 330 Years - Born in Year 1504 (Current year 1834)
    Gender: Male
    Build: Heavy
    Height: 18.3 hh
    Genotype: ee/Aa/nCr/nD/nSb/nBC
    Phenotype: Dunalino Sabino with Minimum Birdcatchers
    Mutations: None
    Eye Color: # acb69d
    Hoof Element: Silver
    Design Sheet: fav.me/d877nfk

    Scars: 

        - A thick scar runs across his right eye, rendering him near blind in that eye. (Hair often covers the eye/scar)
        - A few more that are small and unseen, just worth mention.  

    Baubles: 

        - From his own Ascendance ceremony: Bright green feathers tied into his mane. (Not shown in picture, feathers on opposite side of the body)

    Herd: Cenost - Earth
    Rank: Leader
    Friends: (N/A)
    Mate: (N/A)
    Offspring: (N/A)

Personality:

    Cael is a level headed leader, calmness being his asset. He rarely gets angry, but when he does it's best to run. Being on the larger spectrum of the herd, he tends to show himself as a gentle giant among a rather gruff group. Often a soothing voice is needed to calm arguments before they progress to a fight. Despite his level head, fights still break out and he never stops them when they escalate to that point. His calm and collected mind has gotten the heard through some tough times. He may not be as cunning or smart as horses of other herds, but he is quick on his feet and can come up with solutions to problems swiftly. 

    Despite his seemingly calm personality, his demeanor changes completely in a battle. Fighting to him is always a life or death situation; and he must win. He's quite the vocal fighter as well, tending to screech and yell when he fights, throwing around his bulk. Cael's normally mentality is flung out the window and exchanged for that of a monster. Everything he does he attempts to do perfectly, trying to impress his herd and give the younger members something to strive for. 

    As his herd entails, he lays down the law when he must. Seeming to have multi-personalities, during times in which punishment must be given. His normally kind voice becomes harsh and cold and he delivers his sentence. He has a few trust issues for reasons unknown to most (go to history) and finds it difficult to rely on even his second in command for help. Cael has a particular wariness of mares, but not a nervousness per say. He cuts social interactions with the opposite gender short and busies himself with his work as the leader of his herd. He gets teased over his lack of social encounters with mares and he often just tends to let the teasing slide. However, mess with him on a bad day and you better be prepared to reap the rewards.  

Likes & Dislikes:

    Likes: 
         - Fighting: He can forget everything during a true battle and that's kind of nice. He battles on pure instinct and let's it take over his being. The feeling of wining can't be compared to anything else in the world and he must be the most starved for victory. 

        - Foals / Younger Horses: He greatly enjoys showing off, especially to those easily impressed such as foals. Being a role model for them is one of his favorite things about being the leader. He won't admit that, of course, but he loves to show off minor earth abilities to the foals and watch their faces light up. 

    Dislikes: 
        - Mares: Most mares are just tedious to him. They rarely have interesting things to say and he's been betrayed before and he's not about to let it happen again. The past prevents him from truly interacting with his own herd members to the full extent. (Essentially, he can interact with mares in simple conversation and herd interaction somewhat well, but he struggles with a real "relationship"). 

         - Rudeness: Cael believes respect is one of the most important qualities to have. He finds rude horses undesirable and almost disgusting. As the leader, he deserves respect and often gives a good bite to those who forget that fact. 

History:

    Cael was brought into this world by a particularly small mare, in the cold of the snow in the heart of Cenost. His mother was a very light mare named Letha. She was a relatively kind mother for the short time that she raised Cael. The little foal was a tad confused as to why they seemed to avoid most of the herd, his mother having taught him of all the herds and telling him simply that they were part of Cenost, a large island off the coast. She ignored him each time he questioned their self alienation and eventually he stopped asking, coming to the conclusion he would never get an answer. 

    It was hard to live far away from the herd. It meant that they couldn't go anywhere near the north-eastern corner where a majority of the herd managed to dwell. The wind was brutal and food was scarce, both mother and son terribly close to starving in the freezing plains. And that was when his mother finally made contact with the herd. For the first time in his life, the young Cael was exposed to the looming horses that were his "family" (besides his mother, that is). He had never realized how small his mother was in comparison to the others, seeing now she was good deal smaller than they were. Regardless of their now living in the north-east corner of Cenost, he was confused as to why the herd still avoided his and mother and he. 

    His reason came to him when he awoke and an enormous stud was arguing with his beloved mother, Letha looking downcast as the stud roared at her in anger. Feeling bold, Cael jumped up in her defense and this is how he gained his first scar. The stallion had beat him down with a hit of his hoof, his eye ruined. He didn't see what happened next, his vision going in and out for a long time (especially out of the now bleeding one), but he knew only he didn't see his mother or the stallion ever again. 

    Loneliness was a new battle that Caerleon had never had to fight before. He often felt as though he was going insane, hearing whispered around him. The wound on his eye was growing infected and he was ready to welcome death. That was until he stumbled across the main herd. A male that was named to him simply as a "healer," frowned at his wounds. This was when he was sent to his own rightful place: Back to the tundra. He had to survive with his infected eye for two weeks and even he knew that it was near impossible. He desired his mother's comfort, being only a year or so at this point (nearly two years). 

    To this day, he has no idea how he survived in the tundra again. Returning, he was reveled for his strength - but he still barely remembered a day in the tundra besides those with his mother. His eye was treated and healed as best it could be, but he was still blinded in that eye. Most of the herd decided that, despite his strength, wouldn't allow him to become strong and partake in the herd's activities. Proving them wrong, he poured his heart and soul into training with the other foals when he aged to seven. Becoming truly strong, he grew and aged to be one of the tallest of the herd. His height made up for his missing sight and he often lies to others, telling them he can still see (he can see movement and harsh colors, but nothing distinct). 

    Nearing twenty, he became infatuated with a younger mare. She treated him as though he belonged and not the way a majority of the herd disregarded his strength. He felt truly loved and the mare reminded him of his beloved mother. They played their game of love and Cael was the one who ended up burned when she chose another stallion. She refused to talk to him for the remainder of her life, which was a short one. Building up his own walls, he enclosed his heart and locked the gates. Love wasn't worth the pain. 

Stat Points

Strength: 0
Speed: 0
Stamina: 0

Breakdown:
Link to RP/Art - +# _____

Hematite Shards

Total: 15

Breakdown: 
Link to RP/Art - +# _____
    - Beloved Caerleon of Cenost (Fullbody w/ background) : + 7 Hematite
    - Reference (You're Here!) : + 5 Hematite
    - Scar Tissue (606 words) : +3 Hematite
    - New Leaders Abound - 476 Words : +0

(Will be keeping track of rps, hematite shards, and stats here until it gets too out of hand xD)


 

Big thanks to my beloved Hubster, Mishranna, for helping so much with this piece! Your guidance with the background and shading! You're the best!