Post by Sunrunner on May 29, 2014 10:55:23 GMT -5
Age: Do you think he's been counting?
Type: Unicorn
Symbol: Upward facing arrow
Appearance: White bodied unicorn with a mixed orange and yellow mane and tail, kept practically short. Muscular in build. Right front foreleg is wooden, held in place with a harness that also holds his sword. Dark golden eyes.
Abilities/Powers/Special talent: He is simply a Very Strong pony, with a mind gifted for tactics and organization, and a knack for divination. At least, at the moment...
Personality: Tyr is widely regarded as something of a stick in the mud. He's a stickler for order and justice, after all. Still, there's a soldier's dark humor under there somewhere. Not everyone appreciates gallows humor, but it's the only kind he knows. Steady, trustworthy, and always truthful. Even when...he really should not be. Arrogant as well, but how many humble gods are there? Even if he's aware that he's not a power slingin' force fo nature anymore, he can't help his air of I've Seen All This Sh*t before that he naturally carries with him.
Items/Accessories/Companions: A plain but good quality hand-and-a-half sword. (Hoof and a half?)
Birthplace/home world: Was he born, or did he merely awake one day? Tyr himself barely remembers.
History: He woke. He fought. He slumbered. Rinse and repeat, through the ages, as order waxes and wanes. The most recent time he remembers being awake was in old Ponyville, clashing with Set, Eshu, and the other dark gods. He was one of the ones that lingered after the conflict, content to be a silent guardian. But time passed, and he was tugged onwards by threads of fate, and had fallen into another long, dreamless sleep. Tyr can only assume that some amount of chaos has woken him again--even if ponies don't know to call him by name anymore, enough fervent wishing for peace and order when things go awry is enough to get his attention. He's been awake long enough to see that hings have changed quite drastically, but it's taken him time to wander towards civilization.
Business in Whinnyapolis (unless resident): He has utterly no idea. Something Woke Him Up, What Is It?
Other: The old god wakes...
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Name: Amber
Roleplaying experience: DV, C03, Pern PBEMS, WoW, GW2, Mylanders Inn, etc etc, old fart RPer
Time zone: CST
Favourite pony: Apple Jack
Type: Unicorn
Symbol: Upward facing arrow
Appearance: White bodied unicorn with a mixed orange and yellow mane and tail, kept practically short. Muscular in build. Right front foreleg is wooden, held in place with a harness that also holds his sword. Dark golden eyes.
Abilities/Powers/Special talent: He is simply a Very Strong pony, with a mind gifted for tactics and organization, and a knack for divination. At least, at the moment...
Personality: Tyr is widely regarded as something of a stick in the mud. He's a stickler for order and justice, after all. Still, there's a soldier's dark humor under there somewhere. Not everyone appreciates gallows humor, but it's the only kind he knows. Steady, trustworthy, and always truthful. Even when...he really should not be. Arrogant as well, but how many humble gods are there? Even if he's aware that he's not a power slingin' force fo nature anymore, he can't help his air of I've Seen All This Sh*t before that he naturally carries with him.
Items/Accessories/Companions: A plain but good quality hand-and-a-half sword. (Hoof and a half?)
Birthplace/home world: Was he born, or did he merely awake one day? Tyr himself barely remembers.
History: He woke. He fought. He slumbered. Rinse and repeat, through the ages, as order waxes and wanes. The most recent time he remembers being awake was in old Ponyville, clashing with Set, Eshu, and the other dark gods. He was one of the ones that lingered after the conflict, content to be a silent guardian. But time passed, and he was tugged onwards by threads of fate, and had fallen into another long, dreamless sleep. Tyr can only assume that some amount of chaos has woken him again--even if ponies don't know to call him by name anymore, enough fervent wishing for peace and order when things go awry is enough to get his attention. He's been awake long enough to see that hings have changed quite drastically, but it's taken him time to wander towards civilization.
Business in Whinnyapolis (unless resident): He has utterly no idea. Something Woke Him Up, What Is It?
Other: The old god wakes...
_______________________________
Name: Amber
Roleplaying experience: DV, C03, Pern PBEMS, WoW, GW2, Mylanders Inn, etc etc, old fart RPer
Time zone: CST
Favourite pony: Apple Jack