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Ashen Dust
By: Ashen Dust Date: August 29, 2015, 2:06 am
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Name: Ashen Dust
Race: Unicorn
Gender: Male
Age: 48
Physical Description: Sizeable, Keeps himself in peak physical
condition despite his age and always travels with his blackened
armor - it covering him almost entirely save for his horn,
mouth, mane and tail - and cape trimmed in gold. Coat color is a
dusty ash gray. Eyes are yellow, though being able to see this
is a rare opportunity given how his helmet covers them entirely.
Mane is white with some slight streaks of silver, and his mark
is a double ended and hilt-less blade surrounded in whisps of
dark mist.
This is also the same design he used for his actual blade kept
sheathed on his back.
Special Talent: Unsure. When he was a child his mark appeared
during one of his dreams causing some confusion regarding the
trigger. When he was young he claimed it meant skill in martial
combat, as he matured he considered it being some kind of symbol
for prophecy, and now he has decided it would reveal its meaning
in time and that he could only make himself ready for it.
Likes: Studies involving dreams, teaching, tutoring, sparring,
trans-dimensional theories, meditation, the diarchy (Celestia in
particular), honorable deeds, defense of the weak or helpless,
charity.
Dislikes: Trans-dimensional practices, pretty much any selfish
or harmful act perpetrated against the innocent, laziness.
Strengths: Putting his vague talent aside, Ashen has proven
himself to be quite adept at picking up on techniques and style
when it comes to physically demanding activities, be it combat
oriented or otherwise. On top of that hes spent decades training
and studying in his attempts to temper himself into the best
warrior he could possibly be.
Hes a master in using his chosen weapon, his double ended and
hilt-less blade, has achieved impressive proficiency in
geomancy, and has had his armor forged to fit his body so
perfectly that it hardly encumbers him in the slightest.
Short distance teleportation magic has come easy to Ashen as
well, making him capable of quickly casting and recovering from
instant blinks across short distances when compared to most.
Finally, Ashen is constantly casting and maintaining a
clairvoyance spell that resonates with several enchantments cast
upon his helmet, allowing him a view of himself and his
surroundings at almost all times. This has become so trivial for
him that he hardly even notices that he's doing it anymore.
Weaknesses: Can only focus on one style at a time. Ashen's
swordsmanship and the inherently hazardous design of his weapon
requires one hundred percent of his concentration to ensure he
does not hurt either himself or someone other than his intended
target. Therefore, should he wish to use magic, he must sheath
his weapon entirely and continue without it, leaving himself
open to close conflict and relying on dodges and maneuvering
away from incoming danger until he can draw again.
When blinking he must restrict himself or risk over doing it,
burning himself out and causing him to become exhausted quickly
should he not allow himself a chance to recover.
While his clairvoyance is extremely useful during most
situations, Ashen's over reliance on it has slowly been taking
it's toll on his real vision. Without his helmet Ashen is half
blind both figuratively and literally. While still able to see,
his sight has long since begun to fade on him as his magic has
slowly replaced his eyes.
Fears: The end of the world.
Bio: Ashen doesn't remember much about his early childhood, a
few mere flashes here and there of being raised in several
different orphanages across the country. He remembered being
content however despite his upbringing, even happy as he had
felt like he simply had one huge family that only grew instead
of one small one he could keep all to himself. Wherever he went
though he always held a great interest in knowledge and
bettering himself, his tutors being impressed by his unending
desire to learn, while also trying their best to reign him in
whenever he would get into one of his adventurous moods and go
"monster" slaying in the gardens. All in all it was all rather
average for him for him all things considering, until at least
he first started having his dreams.
Dreams of heat, torn air, crackling magic and a smell of sulfur.
A sizzling tide ushering something he couldn't describe forward
to reach for something he didn't understand, seizing it with
intent and bring about a darkened sky and ruined earth. A
nightmare that made no sense but felt like it carried a meaning
he just couldn't figure out. Needless to say this wasn't
pleasant for the young colt, this such vision tormenting him for
years and causing the idea of sleep to be more frustrating than
enticing. It wasn't even a matter of fear as he never felt
afraid, only confused, and for one such as he it may as well
have been just as bad.
Whatever it was though, it began to feel more real as time
rolled by, Ashen eventually coming to study the dream most
nights. No matter how many times it came to him it never became
any more clear, but receiving his mark after one such evening
did cement in his mind at least that it must be in some way
important. Just a recurring nightmare, or something more? Most
called the latter idea silly, but regardless of other's ideas,
Ashen's (which were young and hot blooded at the time of this
particular decision) was that he needed to prepare himself
for... something... or at the very least understand himself
better, this spurring him to begin training for what he'd
thought would be a career in the guards.
Once an adult and capable of pursuing his own path in life
however he strayed from this idea of royal service and pursued a
goal of personal enlightenment instead. Traveling and meeting
with different minds across the country and even beyond, he
bettered himself both physically and mentally as he studied
under many a different tutor. His traveling brought him home in
time, him returning a much more weathered pony than what he was
when he left, and from there he's wandered from town to town,
doing what good he could when he could do it, as his visions had
died out some years prior to his homecoming.
Feeling more at peace at this age Ashen simply wished to spread
what he'd learned and assist in anything he could for the
betterment of all, but that's when it all rushed back. The same
dream. only once though, coming to him after a week spent
meditating and resting. Again, no fear came to Ashen, but this
time it simply felt off. He'd memorized the dream perfectly
through out his life and the addition of vague new shapes, his
own insignia scrawled across a surface or two and the feeling
something alien and of real pain in his chest, one that's
lingered ever since, caused him to understandable take pause. On
top of the difference he'd been left with the impression of an
impending change, something that would cause a shift somewhere
and break something thought forged of steel. Something big,
which given the country he called home would probably be
difficult to spot and sort out from the weekly struggles of the
people there. This difficulty in figuring out exactly *what* was
supposed to be happening is what spurred him to cancel his early
retirement plans and travel again, again visiting place after
place in search of clues and information regarding his returned
vision, the renewed sense of importance bringing forth dire
feelings of dread for the future.
Extra Details: Ashen can be intimidating to most common people,
causing initial impressions to often times be weak or poor as
well as causing negative rumors to spread wherever he goes.
Despite his good intentions this often causes him to keep on the
move and travel from place to place to prevent poor relations.
While not famous nor a member of any officially formed group or
guild, Ashen's insignia can be recognized by some people in
various organizations and hes been around long enough to cross
paths with several notable individuals.
Used to claim he was a prophet for the course of about a year
when he was 18.
Has kept up relations with dozens of people from his childhood.
Is considered a vigilante in some parts of the Griffon Kingdom.
Has won several combat oriented tournaments and has spoken with
a number of trans-dimensional experts in casual debate.
Knows who Sir Providence is.
Almost joined the Cortoza back in their hay day.
Once escaped Canterlot castle with nothing but a spoon and a
ferret when he was younger after being picked up for
trespassing.
Doesn't seem to connect well with the young people of today nor
with their hip music. What with their silly skateboards, rolley
blades and dropped basses.
Ate a bag of sugar on a dare when he was a kid.
Some damn pegasus guy stole his bit pouch once when he was
passing through Las Pegasus some number of years ago.
Likes grass as it's usually what he gets to eat.
Can juggle.
Is single.
Is a pony.
Nanomachines.
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Re: Ashen Dust
By: Sepheris Date: August 29, 2015, 9:43 pm
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Yup. Looks good.
[size=16pt][b][color=green]APPROVED
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