Post by huma on Aug 25, 2009 0:51:23 GMT -5
"A rock has more brain cells than half the population."
[/font][/size][/center]:: Name ::
Morgrim
:: Age ::
6
:: Breed ::
Anglo Arabian
:: Alliance ::
Aurora
:: Ability ::
Bone Manipulation
:: Personality ::
Morgrim is a very patient horse and hardly gets angry towards others. Though his general attitude is one of indifference, that doesn’t make him any less dangerous; when angered, a rare case, he can be very malicious and the one way to truly anger him would be to take a stab at his hubris. In many ways, a lot of his actions are governed by his pride-will it hurt him or not? If it does, he’ll simply shrug it away, but if it benefits him, well, he’ll do any sort of plans, dastardly or not, to make him feel better. In many situations, Morgrim’s able to keep a straight face and stay calm because of his tendency to hide things about himself. He’s not the kind of horse that fishes around for sympathy from others and he expects others to do the same to him. When it comes to sensitivity, his is at an all time low; many of the words that come spilling out of his mouth are oft times uncouth, sarcastic and just plain cruel. Many of the things he does are all about manipulations and mind-games and he at least expects them to participate. If he was born a different animal, he’d be a snake; cunning and sly, he’s mind is constantly looking for a new prey to sink his venomous fangs into. His fangs aren’t used to physically hurt them, no, his fangs are only used to transport the poison that he carries. Every venomous word that does manage to rattle out of the cage are just that-poisonous to the mind. One thing Morgrim figured out during his years of living was that physical wounds healed over time and was vaguely remembered, but mental wounds never healed. Words were far more powerful than swords, spears, and guns; they cut even the toughest of horses down to their knees.
Morgrim is hard to decipher because of the way he carefully hides things about himself or “accidentally” leaves out a few information. He can be tricky in that he’ll be clear but vague at the same time; he’ll say that he’s going somewhere, but not tell the listener exactly where he’s going and why. Simply put: he’s a secretive bastard.
Morgrim
:: Age ::
6
:: Breed ::
Anglo Arabian
:: Alliance ::
Aurora
:: Ability ::
Bone Manipulation
:: Personality ::
Morgrim is a very patient horse and hardly gets angry towards others. Though his general attitude is one of indifference, that doesn’t make him any less dangerous; when angered, a rare case, he can be very malicious and the one way to truly anger him would be to take a stab at his hubris. In many ways, a lot of his actions are governed by his pride-will it hurt him or not? If it does, he’ll simply shrug it away, but if it benefits him, well, he’ll do any sort of plans, dastardly or not, to make him feel better. In many situations, Morgrim’s able to keep a straight face and stay calm because of his tendency to hide things about himself. He’s not the kind of horse that fishes around for sympathy from others and he expects others to do the same to him. When it comes to sensitivity, his is at an all time low; many of the words that come spilling out of his mouth are oft times uncouth, sarcastic and just plain cruel. Many of the things he does are all about manipulations and mind-games and he at least expects them to participate. If he was born a different animal, he’d be a snake; cunning and sly, he’s mind is constantly looking for a new prey to sink his venomous fangs into. His fangs aren’t used to physically hurt them, no, his fangs are only used to transport the poison that he carries. Every venomous word that does manage to rattle out of the cage are just that-poisonous to the mind. One thing Morgrim figured out during his years of living was that physical wounds healed over time and was vaguely remembered, but mental wounds never healed. Words were far more powerful than swords, spears, and guns; they cut even the toughest of horses down to their knees.
Morgrim is hard to decipher because of the way he carefully hides things about himself or “accidentally” leaves out a few information. He can be tricky in that he’ll be clear but vague at the same time; he’ll say that he’s going somewhere, but not tell the listener exactly where he’s going and why. Simply put: he’s a secretive bastard.
