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Reference sheet || Astral tracker || Relationship tracker
CS and FVR tracker || Mood board || Playlist

My baby is heeereee

Will add his hybrid token as soon as I get the item art~

[ Edits LOG]

21/09/2017 - Application finished

.:: Basic Information ::.

Name || Inigo
Nicknames || None (yet)
Age || 0 (Born early spring, ???; Found late fall, 1700)
Sign || The phoenix
Sex || Male
Gender || Male

Herd || Serora
Rank || Outsider
Home || Living with Ila
Patron god(s) || -

Talent(s) || -
Blessing(s) || -

.:: Appearance ::.

Species || Kirin x Pegasus (Sun conure)
Breed(s) || Arabian x Appaloosa
Color || Dunalino
Height || 150 cm (14.3 hh) (adult)
Weight || 450 kg (1000 lbs) (adult)

Inigo is a moderately built horse with a nicely curved neck. His built makes him rather sturdy. A notable feature are his dichromatic eyes which feature both green and blue tints. His yellow blond mane are always messy and wild in the wind. Even though he appears light in built, Inigo should not be considered weak. He is quick and agile, packing a lot of strength in his little body. Due to his restless energy, which makes it difficult to sit still for long, he moves around a lot. Sportive activities help him calm down. Inigo is not awfully concerned with accessories. He does whatever he feels like and is rather unpredictable. He generally seems to have a preference for either bright or earthen colors. In terms of movement, Inigo has two modes. One is bouncing ball. Up and about Inigo is hard not to notice, especially since he tends to be rather loud in everything he does. The second is quiet. If Inigo is quiet, he's either preoccupied with something or feeling sad or sleepy. Even when asleep Inigo tends to be nosey, snoring loudly or babbling in his sleep. His voice is generally loud and he generally has the tendency to yell when he's excited - which is a lot of the time -. If he gets quiet, that's probably the moment to start worrying.

Accessories ||
Saddlebags - Worn if he gathers stuff

Beads - Sometimes worn

Succulents - Mostly just kept around to watch them grow

Goggles - He likes to pretend he's flying

.:: Personality ::.

Kind • Impulsive • Loud • Dense • Spirited
Gullible • Sociable • Playful • Childish

Inigo could be described as a living bouncing ball of sunshine. He has tons of energy to spare and always seems to be getting involved in dumb stuff. He definitely isn’t the most behaved of Serorans, lacking the tact and wits to catch onto more subtle things in life. Inigo sticks to simple stuff, enjoying the things he likes with a strong intensity. He is the type to latch onto a goal or interest and never let go. He then pursues these things with a passion and an ever-seeming optimism. You’ll notice Inigo is a strong boy, both physically and emotionally, able to endure a lot. He is very open, not one to guard secret and showing his emotions readily. Only sadness is something he’d rather avoid.

Inigo loves attention and he has no problem putting himself in the middle of it. Very sociable, Aidan is quick to speak to others, and shows his interest in his own ways. As mentioned, Inigo is not very smart. He doesn’t think things through most of the time and trusts on his instincts to do things. He’s impulsive and adventurous, not a great combo. It wouldn’t be surprising if some horses had bets running on when Inigo finally gets himself killed. Luckily for him he seems to have luck on his side. What he lacks in wits, he more than makes up with in spirit. He is also not above learning if something interests him, he is just a little slower and prefers a hooves-on approach. He’s playful and likes to tease those he likes, certainly not above pranking. Some horses would call his behavior childish, a fact that’s more often than not true. He is a child after all.

.:: History ::.

[-| Bulletpoint version |-]

???: Born in ancient times only to die shortly after (0)

Fall 1700: Forced back into existence in Serora herd where he was adopted by Ila (0)

[-| Pre-group history |-]

As a Foal / Ancient times||

Born at the edge of war, there was little to remember for the foal born into it, even if he could. Yelling, running and then in those final moments the angry terrified screams of his mother as she curses Alya into oblivion. Oblivion found them instead.

Inigo remembers ||

The screams of his mother as she curses the name Alya. The word 'Alya' invokes fear into him, but he does not know it's meaning.

As a foal / Current day ||

It was hundreds of years later that he opened his eyes again. Around him a land of dust and sand, but not the vaguest notion of who or where he was. In the back of his mind he remembered something, someone and he remembered them scream, but nothing more. Slowly, unsteadily, he wobbled to his feet, trying to crawl out of the small crater that he now found himself in. But he was tired and the effort was too much and maybe he would have died again, if his creators weren't good of heart. He wasn't dropped into the middle of nowhere, even if that's what it seemed like, and his saviors came on swift wings, their names -he would later learn- Io and Glainne. Though he was wary, even a little scared because they were strangers, but someone was better than no one and he was swiftly whisked away by the pair and into Seroran hands. There were of course some discussions he missed, too young to understand. The result however was clear as he was 'born' on Seroran soil and as result adopted into the Seroran herd. Before long another horse made themselves into his life, a very important one by the name of Ila who would adopt him as her own. Soon he had an uncle who looked a lot like his mother, was he nursed by another gentle mare by the name of Io alongside her own child Neo. Neo was like a twin brother even if they were not by blood and along with him came a sister or was it more a cousin? And dad or uncle. Two grandmothers he adored. A whole family full. Of the war that was brewing Inigo had not the slightest clue.

[-| Group history|-]
TBA

.:: Relationships ::.

[-| Family |-]
Mother || Unknown (biological), Ila (adoptive)
Father || Unknown (biological)
Siblings || -
Other || Io (Wetnurse; semi-mom), Neo (Nurse mate; semi-brother), Saleen (semi-sister/cousin) & Salvatore (semi-dad/uncle)

Aunt(s) & Uncle(s) || Nilam (adoptive)
Cousin(s) || -

Significant other || -
Offspring || -

[-| General |-]Inigo's relationships can be found on her relationships tracker [TBA].
If you are interested in having a particular (pre-RP) relationship with him, note me or drop a comment here.
Particular relationships I'm looking for can be found in this journal [TBA].

[-| Romantic |-]Orientation || ???
Relationship status || Single and not ready to mingle
Open to || ( x ) Long term relationship
( x ) Short term relationship
( x ) Open relationship
( x ) Quick fling
( x ) Unsure

Preferences || Wanna be friends?

.:: Additional information ::.

[-| Views & Beliefs |-]The gods || Inigo is afraid of the name Alya simply because it's the last thing he heard before dying (even though he doesn't remember the context). Alternative names for the goddess do not warrant such reaction. He's slowly learning about the other gods, including Ignacio (thanks Ila)

Stigma || What's stigma?

Other herds || What herds?

[-| Other|-]

Likes || Animals, water, adventuring, plants, ...
Dislikes || Bad food, sores, sitting still, ...

Drive || Exploration
Goals in life ||

[ ] To explore this new world

Facts ||
Wants to be a water gatherer like his mom
Finds horses who look like him interesting
Really needs to be kept an eye on
Will run into walls when not paying attention
Loves getting to help out
Can be found sunbathing

.:: Roleplay Information ::.

[Time zone] UTC/GMT +1/+2*
* Please note that my country works with summer/winter time. For the exact time please check this website

[Role play availability]
Notes: Preferred
Forum: Extra earnings, yay! - Poke me if I forget for a bit
Comments: Depends*
Google docs: I tend to forget it exists, doesn't work to well with my phone and I have no idea how to make one myself
Skype: Idem as with docs. I'm willing to try if you poke me at times though!
Chat: Can't work with that, sorry
*maybe if provided with an artwork/journal specifically for the RP or for group Rp's

[Maturity level ] I'd like to be able to submit things in the group. A heads-up before pulling anything would be appreciated.

[Roleplay Example]
Taken from Starborn-Alignment

Leonardo looked on in amazement as the young Aodhian monarch spoke, presenting their herd with the legendary creatures of which he had only heard in tales and books. He turned away from the food stand, trying to get a better look, thinking the stall keeper would surely hand over the food to Ciel. Their king spoke, accepting the gift and filling Leon with thrill. This. This was it, no doubt. The start of peace, a moment that would go down into history and he was privileged enough to attend it. But it all ended in a moment. Gone was the excitement, replaced by confusion and just the slightest bit of panic as an ear deafening boom resounded and a bright light blinded him. It took a couple of moments for both his sight and hearing to return and by the time it did, horses were already pushing and screaming, panic taking hold of the crowd in the explosion's aftermath. Leon tried to keep his place, but was inadvertently swept away by the crowd, separating him from Ciel. He vehemently prayed the stallion would be all right in his current state. He took note of the pygmy dragons, who had escaped in the commotion, and the crumbled building, trying to make sense of what had just happened. A sense of panic again clawed at his heart, seeing the damage done by the explosion and he asked Argus to make sure that please no horse got hurt. He willed himself to stay calm, knowing panic would only make the situation worse. Looking around to see if he could find his old men, his eye fell on something else. A shadow between the nearby buildings, moving about in an awfully suspicious matter. His skin prickled as his eyes locked onto it, feeling himself moving forward. Something was off and as he steeled himself to push into its direction, his curiosity whispered for him to find out what was up.

FB art & Character (c) me
Other art & Design (c) fynli
Reference sheet belongs to the group Starborn-Alignment

Description

Reference sheet || Astral tracker || Relationship tracker
CS and FVR tracker || Mood board || Playlist

My baby is heeereee

Will add his hybrid token as soon as I get the item art~

[ Edits LOG]

21/09/2017 - Application finished

.:: Basic Information ::.

Name || Inigo
Nicknames || None (yet)
Age || 0 (Born early spring, ???; Found late fall, 1700)
Sign || The phoenix
Sex || Male
Gender || Male

Herd || Serora
Rank || Outsider
Home || Living with Ila
Patron god(s) || -

Talent(s) || -
Blessing(s) || -

.:: Appearance ::.

Species || Kirin x Pegasus (Sun conure)
Breed(s) || Arabian x Appaloosa
Color || Dunalino
Height || 150 cm (14.3 hh) (adult)
Weight || 450 kg (1000 lbs) (adult)

Inigo is a moderately built horse with a nicely curved neck. His built makes him rather sturdy. A notable feature are his dichromatic eyes which feature both green and blue tints. His yellow blond mane are always messy and wild in the wind. Even though he appears light in built, Inigo should not be considered weak. He is quick and agile, packing a lot of strength in his little body. Due to his restless energy, which makes it difficult to sit still for long, he moves around a lot. Sportive activities help him calm down. Inigo is not awfully concerned with accessories. He does whatever he feels like and is rather unpredictable. He generally seems to have a preference for either bright or earthen colors. In terms of movement, Inigo has two modes. One is bouncing ball. Up and about Inigo is hard not to notice, especially since he tends to be rather loud in everything he does. The second is quiet. If Inigo is quiet, he's either preoccupied with something or feeling sad or sleepy. Even when asleep Inigo tends to be nosey, snoring loudly or babbling in his sleep. His voice is generally loud and he generally has the tendency to yell when he's excited - which is a lot of the time -. If he gets quiet, that's probably the moment to start worrying.

Accessories ||
Saddlebags - Worn if he gathers stuff

Beads - Sometimes worn

Succulents - Mostly just kept around to watch them grow

Goggles - He likes to pretend he's flying

.:: Personality ::.

Kind • Impulsive • Loud • Dense • Spirited
Gullible • Sociable • Playful • Childish

Inigo could be described as a living bouncing ball of sunshine. He has tons of energy to spare and always seems to be getting involved in dumb stuff. He definitely isn’t the most behaved of Serorans, lacking the tact and wits to catch onto more subtle things in life. Inigo sticks to simple stuff, enjoying the things he likes with a strong intensity. He is the type to latch onto a goal or interest and never let go. He then pursues these things with a passion and an ever-seeming optimism. You’ll notice Inigo is a strong boy, both physically and emotionally, able to endure a lot. He is very open, not one to guard secret and showing his emotions readily. Only sadness is something he’d rather avoid.

Inigo loves attention and he has no problem putting himself in the middle of it. Very sociable, Aidan is quick to speak to others, and shows his interest in his own ways. As mentioned, Inigo is not very smart. He doesn’t think things through most of the time and trusts on his instincts to do things. He’s impulsive and adventurous, not a great combo. It wouldn’t be surprising if some horses had bets running on when Inigo finally gets himself killed. Luckily for him he seems to have luck on his side. What he lacks in wits, he more than makes up with in spirit. He is also not above learning if something interests him, he is just a little slower and prefers a hooves-on approach. He’s playful and likes to tease those he likes, certainly not above pranking. Some horses would call his behavior childish, a fact that’s more often than not true. He is a child after all.

.:: History ::.

[-| Bulletpoint version |-]

???: Born in ancient times only to die shortly after (0)

Fall 1700: Forced back into existence in Serora herd where he was adopted by Ila (0)

[-| Pre-group history |-]

As a Foal / Ancient times||

Born at the edge of war, there was little to remember for the foal born into it, even if he could. Yelling, running and then in those final moments the angry terrified screams of his mother as she curses Alya into oblivion. Oblivion found them instead.

Inigo remembers ||

The screams of his mother as she curses the name Alya. The word 'Alya' invokes fear into him, but he does not know it's meaning.

As a foal / Current day ||

It was hundreds of years later that he opened his eyes again. Around him a land of dust and sand, but not the vaguest notion of who or where he was. In the back of his mind he remembered something, someone and he remembered them scream, but nothing more. Slowly, unsteadily, he wobbled to his feet, trying to crawl out of the small crater that he now found himself in. But he was tired and the effort was too much and maybe he would have died again, if his creators weren't good of heart. He wasn't dropped into the middle of nowhere, even if that's what it seemed like, and his saviors came on swift wings, their names -he would later learn- Io and Glainne. Though he was wary, even a little scared because they were strangers, but someone was better than no one and he was swiftly whisked away by the pair and into Seroran hands. There were of course some discussions he missed, too young to understand. The result however was clear as he was 'born' on Seroran soil and as result adopted into the Seroran herd. Before long another horse made themselves into his life, a very important one by the name of Ila who would adopt him as her own. Soon he had an uncle who looked a lot like his mother, was he nursed by another gentle mare by the name of Io alongside her own child Neo. Neo was like a twin brother even if they were not by blood and along with him came a sister or was it more a cousin? And dad or uncle. Two grandmothers he adored. A whole family full. Of the war that was brewing Inigo had not the slightest clue.

[-| Group history|-]
TBA

.:: Relationships ::.

[-| Family |-]
Mother || Unknown (biological), Ila (adoptive)
Father || Unknown (biological)
Siblings || -
Other || Io (Wetnurse; semi-mom), Neo (Nurse mate; semi-brother), Saleen (semi-sister/cousin) & Salvatore (semi-dad/uncle)

Aunt(s) & Uncle(s) || Nilam (adoptive)
Cousin(s) || -

Significant other || -
Offspring || -

[-| General |-]Inigo's relationships can be found on her relationships tracker [TBA].
If you are interested in having a particular (pre-RP) relationship with him, note me or drop a comment here.
Particular relationships I'm looking for can be found in this journal [TBA].

[-| Romantic |-]Orientation || ???
Relationship status || Single and not ready to mingle
Open to || ( x ) Long term relationship
( x ) Short term relationship
( x ) Open relationship
( x ) Quick fling
( x ) Unsure

Preferences || Wanna be friends?

.:: Additional information ::.

[-| Views & Beliefs |-]The gods || Inigo is afraid of the name Alya simply because it's the last thing he heard before dying (even though he doesn't remember the context). Alternative names for the goddess do not warrant such reaction. He's slowly learning about the other gods, including Ignacio (thanks Ila)

Stigma || What's stigma?

Other herds || What herds?

[-| Other|-]

Likes || Animals, water, adventuring, plants, ...
Dislikes || Bad food, sores, sitting still, ...

Drive || Exploration
Goals in life ||

[ ] To explore this new world

Facts ||
Wants to be a water gatherer like his mom
Finds horses who look like him interesting
Really needs to be kept an eye on
Will run into walls when not paying attention
Loves getting to help out
Can be found sunbathing

.:: Roleplay Information ::.

[Time zone] UTC/GMT +1/+2*
* Please note that my country works with summer/winter time. For the exact time please check this website

[Role play availability]
Notes: Preferred
Forum: Extra earnings, yay! - Poke me if I forget for a bit
Comments: Depends*
Google docs: I tend to forget it exists, doesn't work to well with my phone and I have no idea how to make one myself
Skype: Idem as with docs. I'm willing to try if you poke me at times though!
Chat: Can't work with that, sorry
*maybe if provided with an artwork/journal specifically for the RP or for group Rp's

[Maturity level ] I'd like to be able to submit things in the group. A heads-up before pulling anything would be appreciated.

[Roleplay Example]
Taken from Starborn-Alignment

Leonardo looked on in amazement as the young Aodhian monarch spoke, presenting their herd with the legendary creatures of which he had only heard in tales and books. He turned away from the food stand, trying to get a better look, thinking the stall keeper would surely hand over the food to Ciel. Their king spoke, accepting the gift and filling Leon with thrill. This. This was it, no doubt. The start of peace, a moment that would go down into history and he was privileged enough to attend it. But it all ended in a moment. Gone was the excitement, replaced by confusion and just the slightest bit of panic as an ear deafening boom resounded and a bright light blinded him. It took a couple of moments for both his sight and hearing to return and by the time it did, horses were already pushing and screaming, panic taking hold of the crowd in the explosion's aftermath. Leon tried to keep his place, but was inadvertently swept away by the crowd, separating him from Ciel. He vehemently prayed the stallion would be all right in his current state. He took note of the pygmy dragons, who had escaped in the commotion, and the crumbled building, trying to make sense of what had just happened. A sense of panic again clawed at his heart, seeing the damage done by the explosion and he asked Argus to make sure that please no horse got hurt. He willed himself to stay calm, knowing panic would only make the situation worse. Looking around to see if he could find his old men, his eye fell on something else. A shadow between the nearby buildings, moving about in an awfully suspicious matter. His skin prickled as his eyes locked onto it, feeling himself moving forward. Something was off and as he steeled himself to push into its direction, his curiosity whispered for him to find out what was up.

FB art & Character (c) me
Other art & Design (c) fynli
Reference sheet belongs to the group Starborn-Alignment