Miseria Cantare-The Beginning

[Vantha {in college}]

Name: Miseria Cantare
Age: 5 years
Breed: morab (major arabian influence though)
Gender: mare
Appearence: XxX
Personality: This mares comes off as hating everyone because she doesn’t want anyone to break her shell because her trust has been broken before and it left her ruined and she’s scared it will happen again. She really wants to find a stallion that’s true to his word.
Past: Born a simple little filly in her sire’s herd she was obviously the prettiest though and her sire wishing for a good life for his daughter soon started looking for good well-mannered colts about her age and when she was three one came to meet her. They got along perfectly and when he was to leave she went with him since he had promised he would never leave her for another mare, when they got back to his herd though he left her after only a week or so for another mare, she was shattered and left his herd and refused to go back for it would be in shame. She grew bitter towards lights from then on but isn’t quite dark material either.
Allaince: Neutral
If your character is a Fronia-born horse, please put a link to the foal stats here: N/A

[ELiAS]

Name: Arsenic

Age: 4

Breed: Appaloosa

Gender: Stallion

Appearence: white with black leopard spots

Personality: Arsenic is evil, plain and simple. He has wit like a snake bite, he wheedles himself into the minds of mares and other stallions, makes them think they are the best in the world or the lowest of the low, and then drops them like a bombshell, leaving them weak and helpless, after which he take advantage of them, either taking their land and mares then chasing them away (or killing them... it depends on how merciful he feels) or convincing them to bear his brood.

Past: His name was Arsenic, his mother was Tioxica, his father's name was lost to history. He was verbally abused from the beginning, but all that happened was he took it, taking the words as his own, making the hurtful verbals his own, sharpening her wit. After the tongue wars turned in his favor, his father pronounced his respect for him then pushed him away. Heh. He was a sore loser.

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DARK

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[Vantha {in college}]

Hehe, she accepts...good luck