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VARIAN

Youngblood, heaven need a sinner

you can't raise hell with a saint.

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GENERAL INFORMATION

NAME: Varian
AGE/DATE OF BIRTH: 1 | 05/08

GENDER: Colt
BREED: Hybrid (Kirin x Hippocampus - Mule)
HEIGHT: Will mature to 16.2 hh

♤ RELATIONS

MOTHER: Orisa
FATHER: Naasir

♤ HERD
AFFILIATION: Talori
RANK: Tenderfoot

♤ OTHER

DESIGN BY: Ebbarie <3
ART: Chipo-H0P3

TEMPLATE: alimarije

PERSONALITY

ARROGANT | DOMINEERING | BLUNT | IMPULSIVE | PREJUDICED | MISCHIEVOUS

Born into the lap of relative luxury, Varian balances a silver spoon between his sharpened teeth, and when you first set your eyes upon him it becomes clear he is the kind of person who has never wanted for anything in his short life.

He holds no understanding or sense of foreboding for what it means to be homeless, to be hungry, or to carry the heavy burden of being a second-class citizen on your shoulders --as so many among those in Aquore do-- and he has been taught that these things are none of his concern; merely something to be pitied and turned a blind eye to and nothing more than that.

His extended family is made up of callous, calculating individuals who seek to control him, to mold and shape him into their own ideas of the perfect citizen, one befitting traditions of old. They leave traces of fingerprints along his spine, weighing him down as they project their own sense of wrong and right into his head; burdening a young --and exceptionally malleable-- mind.

Outside of the home where he is --relatively-- free to explore and forge his own path, Varian exudes confidence amongst his peers and frequently uses it to his advantage, knowing (or at least believing) himself to be virtually untouchable - thanks in part to the influence of his heritage. The colt carries a brash, arrogant nature that holds the potential to land him in hot water, but for now his antics are merely brushed aside as childish whims that hold no real weight against his future, and will surely be curbed with time and a sharp tongue.

HISTORY

Carrying her brother's recommendation and her family's suffocating presence over her head, Orisa would find herself pressured to accept a politically conceived union not long after her petition to become an Emissary to Aodh was granted. Constant nagging cycles of questions frequented each and every one of her waking hours, and eventually, she conceded to the agreement. Both Naasir and herself decided on a quiet ceremony, with only a few close confidants in attendance.
Still held tight to expectations despite the marriage, the pressure for her to conceive an heir followed not long after. There were concerns about her age and that time was running out, but conception was the least of her worries. Fears that the situation would jeopardise her newfound career were all she could think about, but ultimately Orisa still yielded to her family’s wishes.

Her son featured an uncomplicated birth, but a trying childhood (mostly for his parents and the help they hired). Orisa quickly found herself out of her depth when it came to keeping Varian check, frequently taken aback by his brash and somewhat harrowing nature.
It was one thing to control a room full of agitated diplomats, but another thing entirely when it came to soothing a toddler whose whims were questionable at best and maddening at most.

Orisa eventually sought the help of those with more experience under their belt, confiding in Nagisa and allowing Varian to find [something] of a friend in her son, Thadeus. Both competitive by nature and burning with boundless curiosity meant the two found themselves frequently at odds; constantly trying to outdo one another in whatever way they could conceive, often rough-housing or racing one another across the endless sand dunes.

With a considerate hand and carefully laid out plans, Varian has (with time) become a manageable part of Orisa's life, with the first time mother no longer feeling as though she is being drowned beneath Cascade's watery depths under the weight of certain expectations.

Description

VARIAN

Youngblood, heaven need a sinner

you can't raise hell with a saint.

astral tracker | gallery | mood board | playlist

GENERAL INFORMATION

NAME: Varian
AGE/DATE OF BIRTH: 1 | 05/08

GENDER: Colt
BREED: Hybrid (Kirin x Hippocampus - Mule)
HEIGHT: Will mature to 16.2 hh

♤ RELATIONS

MOTHER: Orisa
FATHER: Naasir

♤ HERD
AFFILIATION: Talori
RANK: Tenderfoot

♤ OTHER

DESIGN BY: Ebbarie <3
ART: Chipo-H0P3

TEMPLATE: alimarije

PERSONALITY

ARROGANT | DOMINEERING | BLUNT | IMPULSIVE | PREJUDICED | MISCHIEVOUS

Born into the lap of relative luxury, Varian balances a silver spoon between his sharpened teeth, and when you first set your eyes upon him it becomes clear he is the kind of person who has never wanted for anything in his short life.

He holds no understanding or sense of foreboding for what it means to be homeless, to be hungry, or to carry the heavy burden of being a second-class citizen on your shoulders --as so many among those in Aquore do-- and he has been taught that these things are none of his concern; merely something to be pitied and turned a blind eye to and nothing more than that.

His extended family is made up of callous, calculating individuals who seek to control him, to mold and shape him into their own ideas of the perfect citizen, one befitting traditions of old. They leave traces of fingerprints along his spine, weighing him down as they project their own sense of wrong and right into his head; burdening a young --and exceptionally malleable-- mind.

Outside of the home where he is --relatively-- free to explore and forge his own path, Varian exudes confidence amongst his peers and frequently uses it to his advantage, knowing (or at least believing) himself to be virtually untouchable - thanks in part to the influence of his heritage. The colt carries a brash, arrogant nature that holds the potential to land him in hot water, but for now his antics are merely brushed aside as childish whims that hold no real weight against his future, and will surely be curbed with time and a sharp tongue.

HISTORY

Carrying her brother's recommendation and her family's suffocating presence over her head, Orisa would find herself pressured to accept a politically conceived union not long after her petition to become an Emissary to Aodh was granted. Constant nagging cycles of questions frequented each and every one of her waking hours, and eventually, she conceded to the agreement. Both Naasir and herself decided on a quiet ceremony, with only a few close confidants in attendance.
Still held tight to expectations despite the marriage, the pressure for her to conceive an heir followed not long after. There were concerns about her age and that time was running out, but conception was the least of her worries. Fears that the situation would jeopardise her newfound career were all she could think about, but ultimately Orisa still yielded to her family’s wishes.

Her son featured an uncomplicated birth, but a trying childhood (mostly for his parents and the help they hired). Orisa quickly found herself out of her depth when it came to keeping Varian check, frequently taken aback by his brash and somewhat harrowing nature.
It was one thing to control a room full of agitated diplomats, but another thing entirely when it came to soothing a toddler whose whims were questionable at best and maddening at most.

Orisa eventually sought the help of those with more experience under their belt, confiding in Nagisa and allowing Varian to find [something] of a friend in her son, Thadeus. Both competitive by nature and burning with boundless curiosity meant the two found themselves frequently at odds; constantly trying to outdo one another in whatever way they could conceive, often rough-housing or racing one another across the endless sand dunes.

With a considerate hand and carefully laid out plans, Varian has (with time) become a manageable part of Orisa's life, with the first time mother no longer feeling as though she is being drowned beneath Cascade's watery depths under the weight of certain expectations.