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Gifted to halloweendonkey

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Roleplaying/Collabs: OPEN!

Breeding: CLOSED, unless a fling.

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Basic Information:

Name: Echo

Gender: Stag

Age: Born Year 753 of the New Age - 15 years old

Height: 11hh

Build: Medium

Phenotype: Sooty Smoky Black Maximum Partially Restricted Smoky Fawn

Genotype: Ee/aa/Ff/nSty/nCr/fwsfws/rzrz

Eye Colour: Brown

Design Sheet: Fawnling July 2017 Design Pool #3

Herd: Renegade (Current location is Windborne)

Rank: None (previously Allied spy by choice)

Bloodline: 100% Windborne

Magic Type: Wind

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual, leans towards does.

Appearance:

Build: Echo is very solidly built. While he isn't enormous in mass he still packs solid muscle, built by years of training. He's not overpowered, but no pushover by any means.

Rack: Echo's rack is large, branching backwards. It has somewhat of a spiderweb appearance to it.

Coat: Echo's coat is a deep, rich brown that verges on black. He has simple markings over his face and back.

Accessories/Mane: Echo keeps albatross feathers woven into his mane, along with strands of hair that belonged to his mate and son.

Scars: Echo's pelt is laced with a few scars from past battles, especially a large one across his face. His worst scars aren't so physical...

Personality:

A Ghost:

Echo used to be a far different stag than the one he is now. He used to be the life of the party, always joking around and never serious. He was outgoing and loving, always willing to help others out. He is now just a ghost of his former self, barely a wisp.

Hateful/Lonely

Echo hides his pain by being hateful and lashing out to anyone who tries to get too close. He doesn't trust anyone anymore and, therefore, doesn't want anyone to be around him. He's running from the Loyalists and is too ashamed to face the Allieds. Word of what he did has likely spread. This leaves him in a tough spot, constantly hiding from everyone and always advancing towards the ocean.

Brooding/Ashamed:

Echo hates himself. He hates himself for allowing himself to fall for Wilma. He hates himself for having a child, even with the ongoing war. He hates himself for not being able to save his family. He hates himself for killing an innocent fawn who didn't deserve it. All of this hated has sent him to a very, very dark place. He sees no light.

Family:

Sire: NPC

Dam: NPC

Siblings: unknown

Love Interest: Wilma (past; deceased)

Offspring: Ross (deceased)

History:

Echo's past was not such a pretty one. He was born into the main herd. Eventually, when the Allied herd became a splinter group he was taught to hate them and fight the resistance as much as he could. This quickly crumbled on the fateful day that he met Wilma. She was member of the the Splinter Alliance and blatantly told him so. Both of them, a mere four years old at the time, ended up becoming acquaintances of sorts. He left utterly confused. Meetings with her after that only got more confusing, especially after they hit puberty and eventually the two fell in love. Echo made the break away from the main herd, joining Wilma. Their son, Ross (shortened for albatross), was born the next spring.

The peace didn't last. The main herd soldiers invaded and stole the Allied fawns, including Ross. Both Echo and Wilma were heartbroken and bayed for their enemies' blood. It felt like an eternity, but they finally got their chance when the Allieds attacked. During it, many fawns escaped... Ross wasn't so lucky. Wilma was only a few strides away from her son when, in all of the pandemonium, he was accidentally struck by a main herd soldier. He hit the ground hard and didn't move, small body crushed by the powerful blow. The soldier hadn't meant it, but Wilma didn't know that. Heartbroken and furious, the mother flung herself at the soldier with the intent to kill. He did what he had to to defend himself... Her body came to fall alongside that of her son.

Echo had gotten split up from his mate during the fighting. It wasn't until after the battle that he found their bodies, lying together as if they were simply sleeping. The dark stag was completely destroyed and his formerly loving personality died. He became an angry stag, hell-bent upon finding who had murdered his mate and child. He wanted to exact vengeance, but he knew he couldn't just take the Loyalists by storm...so he became a spy for his beloved Allieds. It wasn't a rank that the army sanctioned, but it didn't matter to him. Pretending that he wished to join the Loyalists, the stag put on a grand act...and it was bought.

For eight years Echo pretended to be someone that he was not, living with the enemies. Occasionally he would slip out to relay his news, but there was never anything new. He continued to search for the one who had killed his beloved mate and child. He only grew closer to one another person, a kind stag by the name of Abel. Abel could sense the sadness in his heart and tried his best to ease that pain. The two quickly became best friends. Echo was there when Abel finally started his own family, actually helping the stag to win over the doe he had affections for.

It was only a season after Abel's son was born that everything crumbled once again. One night, while Abel and Echo were babysitting his Abel's son, the other stag suddenly made a confession. He announced that he had killed a fawn and a doe in the war. He described the two to perfection...and Echo knew that this was the one. His family's murderer. The rest of Abel's words fell on deaf ears. Echo didn't hear him say that it was an accident that the fawn died. He didn't hear him say that the doe had attacked him and he'd had to kill her to save himself. All he saw was red. All he felt was bloodlust.

He lost his mind.

The stag snapped up Abel's own son, hauling him away from his father. Chaos erupted as the fawn screamed and Abel pleaded for his life. He begged for his fawn's relief, but Echo had truly lost it. He wanted Abel to feel what he had felt. He wanted Abel to know how it felt to have your son murdered....and that's what he did. He killed Abel's son. When the fawn's lifeless form hit the ground at his hooves and Abel's heartbroken wails filled the air, Echo realized what he'd done. Shocked at his own actions, he turned and fled. He was a monster. He was no better than Abel. His trust in anyone, even himself, was shattered that day. He became wanted by the loyalists for spying and for murder. He knew that he could return to the Allieds, but he was ashamed to have given up his position. Besides, what would they think of a fawn murderer?

Lost in a whirlpool of darkness and self-loathing, Echo is currently doing the only thing that he can think to do... Head towards the ocean, slowly and stalling all the while. What he will do when he gets there... He doesn't know.

Skill Points:

Speed: 2 [Basic Level] (Build Cap: 15 points max)
Stamina: 4 [Basic Level]
Strength: 4 [Basic Level]

Magic: 11 [Medium Level]
Herbs: 0 [Basic Level]

Experience: 0

Breakdown
+2 speed - base bonus
+4 stamina - base bonus
+4 strength - base bonus
+11 magic - starter bonus

Roleplays:

[ Year 7 of the New Age - 0 ]
Spring:
Summer:
Autumn:
Winter:

Other Images:

None

Credits:

Heart Chart thingy created by Dream-Lark
Roleplay format created by RusticForrest
Bio format created by HayleyFawns
Artwork by halloweendonkey

Description
Gifted to halloweendonkey

~~~

Roleplaying/Collabs: OPEN!

Breeding: CLOSED, unless a fling.

~~~~

Basic Information:

Name: Echo

Gender: Stag

Age: Born Year 753 of the New Age - 15 years old

Height: 11hh

Build: Medium

Phenotype: Sooty Smoky Black Maximum Partially Restricted Smoky Fawn

Genotype: Ee/aa/Ff/nSty/nCr/fwsfws/rzrz

Eye Colour: Brown

Design Sheet: Fawnling July 2017 Design Pool #3

Herd: Renegade (Current location is Windborne)

Rank: None (previously Allied spy by choice)

Bloodline: 100% Windborne

Magic Type: Wind

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual, leans towards does.

Appearance:

Build: Echo is very solidly built. While he isn't enormous in mass he still packs solid muscle, built by years of training. He's not overpowered, but no pushover by any means.

Rack: Echo's rack is large, branching backwards. It has somewhat of a spiderweb appearance to it.

Coat: Echo's coat is a deep, rich brown that verges on black. He has simple markings over his face and back.

Accessories/Mane: Echo keeps albatross feathers woven into his mane, along with strands of hair that belonged to his mate and son.

Scars: Echo's pelt is laced with a few scars from past battles, especially a large one across his face. His worst scars aren't so physical...

Personality:

A Ghost:

Echo used to be a far different stag than the one he is now. He used to be the life of the party, always joking around and never serious. He was outgoing and loving, always willing to help others out. He is now just a ghost of his former self, barely a wisp.

Hateful/Lonely

Echo hides his pain by being hateful and lashing out to anyone who tries to get too close. He doesn't trust anyone anymore and, therefore, doesn't want anyone to be around him. He's running from the Loyalists and is too ashamed to face the Allieds. Word of what he did has likely spread. This leaves him in a tough spot, constantly hiding from everyone and always advancing towards the ocean.

Brooding/Ashamed:

Echo hates himself. He hates himself for allowing himself to fall for Wilma. He hates himself for having a child, even with the ongoing war. He hates himself for not being able to save his family. He hates himself for killing an innocent fawn who didn't deserve it. All of this hated has sent him to a very, very dark place. He sees no light.

Family:

Sire: NPC

Dam: NPC

Siblings: unknown

Love Interest: Wilma (past; deceased)

Offspring: Ross (deceased)

History:

Echo's past was not such a pretty one. He was born into the main herd. Eventually, when the Allied herd became a splinter group he was taught to hate them and fight the resistance as much as he could. This quickly crumbled on the fateful day that he met Wilma. She was member of the the Splinter Alliance and blatantly told him so. Both of them, a mere four years old at the time, ended up becoming acquaintances of sorts. He left utterly confused. Meetings with her after that only got more confusing, especially after they hit puberty and eventually the two fell in love. Echo made the break away from the main herd, joining Wilma. Their son, Ross (shortened for albatross), was born the next spring.

The peace didn't last. The main herd soldiers invaded and stole the Allied fawns, including Ross. Both Echo and Wilma were heartbroken and bayed for their enemies' blood. It felt like an eternity, but they finally got their chance when the Allieds attacked. During it, many fawns escaped... Ross wasn't so lucky. Wilma was only a few strides away from her son when, in all of the pandemonium, he was accidentally struck by a main herd soldier. He hit the ground hard and didn't move, small body crushed by the powerful blow. The soldier hadn't meant it, but Wilma didn't know that. Heartbroken and furious, the mother flung herself at the soldier with the intent to kill. He did what he had to to defend himself... Her body came to fall alongside that of her son.

Echo had gotten split up from his mate during the fighting. It wasn't until after the battle that he found their bodies, lying together as if they were simply sleeping. The dark stag was completely destroyed and his formerly loving personality died. He became an angry stag, hell-bent upon finding who had murdered his mate and child. He wanted to exact vengeance, but he knew he couldn't just take the Loyalists by storm...so he became a spy for his beloved Allieds. It wasn't a rank that the army sanctioned, but it didn't matter to him. Pretending that he wished to join the Loyalists, the stag put on a grand act...and it was bought.

For eight years Echo pretended to be someone that he was not, living with the enemies. Occasionally he would slip out to relay his news, but there was never anything new. He continued to search for the one who had killed his beloved mate and child. He only grew closer to one another person, a kind stag by the name of Abel. Abel could sense the sadness in his heart and tried his best to ease that pain. The two quickly became best friends. Echo was there when Abel finally started his own family, actually helping the stag to win over the doe he had affections for.

It was only a season after Abel's son was born that everything crumbled once again. One night, while Abel and Echo were babysitting his Abel's son, the other stag suddenly made a confession. He announced that he had killed a fawn and a doe in the war. He described the two to perfection...and Echo knew that this was the one. His family's murderer. The rest of Abel's words fell on deaf ears. Echo didn't hear him say that it was an accident that the fawn died. He didn't hear him say that the doe had attacked him and he'd had to kill her to save himself. All he saw was red. All he felt was bloodlust.

He lost his mind.

The stag snapped up Abel's own son, hauling him away from his father. Chaos erupted as the fawn screamed and Abel pleaded for his life. He begged for his fawn's relief, but Echo had truly lost it. He wanted Abel to feel what he had felt. He wanted Abel to know how it felt to have your son murdered....and that's what he did. He killed Abel's son. When the fawn's lifeless form hit the ground at his hooves and Abel's heartbroken wails filled the air, Echo realized what he'd done. Shocked at his own actions, he turned and fled. He was a monster. He was no better than Abel. His trust in anyone, even himself, was shattered that day. He became wanted by the loyalists for spying and for murder. He knew that he could return to the Allieds, but he was ashamed to have given up his position. Besides, what would they think of a fawn murderer?

Lost in a whirlpool of darkness and self-loathing, Echo is currently doing the only thing that he can think to do... Head towards the ocean, slowly and stalling all the while. What he will do when he gets there... He doesn't know.

Skill Points:

Speed: 2 [Basic Level] (Build Cap: 15 points max)
Stamina: 4 [Basic Level]
Strength: 4 [Basic Level]

Magic: 11 [Medium Level]
Herbs: 0 [Basic Level]

Experience: 0

Breakdown
+2 speed - base bonus
+4 stamina - base bonus
+4 strength - base bonus
+11 magic - starter bonus

Roleplays:

[ Year 7 of the New Age - 0 ]
Spring:
Summer:
Autumn:
Winter:

Other Images:

None

Credits:

Heart Chart thingy created by Dream-Lark
Roleplay format created by RusticForrest
Bio format created by HayleyFawns
Artwork by halloweendonkey