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Description
IMPORTANT: As of 2-15-2015 this version of the character Hellebore is considered Deceased and is no longer available for active play or breeding. For current information on the character refer to the new character sheet that will be posted in the next several weeks.
I've been sitting on this for quite some time. This was actually the original finished concept for Hellebore, but he had to spend some time as a baby before he could be a teen. Now's as good a time as any to let him grow a little since he said he's done with that kiddy stuff. He's still on the light side and isn't going to be the solid slab of beef his daddy is, but he isn't a scrawny foal anymore.
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Name: 837 Hellebore
Nicknames: Sometimes called the Bone Shaker
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Pure Disturbed Nightmare
Age: 2 years
Height: 16hh currently, projected to stop at ~17hh
Color: Soft grey with rosier highlights in areas with softer skin
Markings: Skull-like facial marking, dark grey cutoff rib marks
Piercings: Two industrials made of raccoon mojo bones in his right ear
Elemental Feathers: His feathers are astral waste shed off from the souls he eats with a hunger that is never completely fed.
Substance: Not so baseless rumor has it that Hellebore's saliva is a cure-all for whatever may ail you be it natural or unnatural in origin. The substance is a mixture of jimsonweed, sulfur, and honey. If you are brave, or desperate, enough to try it the liquid should be decanted directly into a glass and rubbed against a black cat before sipping nice and slow.
Magic: Possession, or the Danza Macabra as he will euphemistically call it later in life. With a bit of something personal from the intended subject he is capable of pulling the soul's identity from the body. It is then stored in the bottle orb at the mercy of the evil spirits within and replaced with an impressionable soul from the Unborn. He generally is good about putting the original soul back eventually, but there are no guarantees that it will be the same after it's incarceration.
There are few that he will not attempt to entrap. For whatever reason he honestly does respect his sire and might even go so far as to adore Alsike in his own way despite the callous disregard the other stallion normally treats him with. So by extension he does not mess around with anything or anyone Alsike has shown a clear claim on. EV is another story. For all that she is the least hostile entity on the ranch, if not an overly friendly one, neither of the resident nightmares will knowingly cross her. This isn't to say she holds any control over the two and their overall behavior, they just wont pull their shenanigans on her or her kin and avoid involving her unless it is by accident.
Orbs:
Hellebore: A soft and serene orb with a hue somewhere in the deep purple range. It is graceful and deliberate in it's movements, shedding ghostly petals that fade as it passes. One petal can temporarily ward away madness, any more is to be poisoned with a cruel irony. Victims slowly fall into sickness and progress through bouts of tinnitus, vertigo, stupor, thirst, a feeling of suffocation, swelling of the tongue and throat, emesis and catharsis, bradycardia, and finally collapse and death from cardiac arrest.
Spirit Bottle: The glass-like orb of the trio is, by far, the most vivacious. It is a veritable rainbow of shifting hues that swirl just below it's surface. As dazzling as it is haunting. Inside its surface an unknown and growing number of evil spirits have been trapped, indentured, and await Hellebore's whimsy.
Current Notable Occupants-
One Death Aspect of currently unknown temperament, manifest seen here
The Unborn The last orb often hangs shyly in the discharge of his feathers as if it does not wish to be seen. On closer inspection it is made of many smaller specks held together in the fist of a thin mist. At the quietest of times it whispers in tones of sadness, laughter and fear just beyond the realm of hearing. So many souls, those yet to be born, that might be born, and all those that never had their chance to be.
Discipline: He'll decide when he's good and ready
Sire/Dam: Alsike X Venomous Xenon
Temperament: For the right price Hellebore is willing to fill any request, but be careful in the wording for he is fey in the manner that he fulfills his end of the deal. You will get exactly what you ask for, exactly.
In general he is aloof to the mundane world happening around him and the shorter lived creatures that populate it. Anything that can't expect a life measuring at least a century in the counting is on the level of an amusing bug. And bugs are things easily used to further worthier pursuits. He is also fond of explaining as he goes. Very legitimate and even a little genteel if he does say so himself.
He does not keep friends. Instead he prefers to make his own friends in the form of living dolls. The most relaxing thing he can think of is to shuffle souls around and watch as they attempt to steer their new bodies. In the past he has spent hours alone studying the soul of a bird trying in vain to fly the body of a young doe.
Other Images:
Foal Reference
As If A Million Voices Cried Out
Dream Catcher
Blood Of My Blood
Smells Like A Freakshow
I've been sitting on this for quite some time. This was actually the original finished concept for Hellebore, but he had to spend some time as a baby before he could be a teen. Now's as good a time as any to let him grow a little since he said he's done with that kiddy stuff. He's still on the light side and isn't going to be the solid slab of beef his daddy is, but he isn't a scrawny foal anymore.
____________________________________________
Name: 837 Hellebore
Nicknames: Sometimes called the Bone Shaker
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Pure Disturbed Nightmare
Age: 2 years
Height: 16hh currently, projected to stop at ~17hh
Color: Soft grey with rosier highlights in areas with softer skin
Markings: Skull-like facial marking, dark grey cutoff rib marks
Piercings: Two industrials made of raccoon mojo bones in his right ear
Elemental Feathers: His feathers are astral waste shed off from the souls he eats with a hunger that is never completely fed.
Substance: Not so baseless rumor has it that Hellebore's saliva is a cure-all for whatever may ail you be it natural or unnatural in origin. The substance is a mixture of jimsonweed, sulfur, and honey. If you are brave, or desperate, enough to try it the liquid should be decanted directly into a glass and rubbed against a black cat before sipping nice and slow.
Magic: Possession, or the Danza Macabra as he will euphemistically call it later in life. With a bit of something personal from the intended subject he is capable of pulling the soul's identity from the body. It is then stored in the bottle orb at the mercy of the evil spirits within and replaced with an impressionable soul from the Unborn. He generally is good about putting the original soul back eventually, but there are no guarantees that it will be the same after it's incarceration.
There are few that he will not attempt to entrap. For whatever reason he honestly does respect his sire and might even go so far as to adore Alsike in his own way despite the callous disregard the other stallion normally treats him with. So by extension he does not mess around with anything or anyone Alsike has shown a clear claim on. EV is another story. For all that she is the least hostile entity on the ranch, if not an overly friendly one, neither of the resident nightmares will knowingly cross her. This isn't to say she holds any control over the two and their overall behavior, they just wont pull their shenanigans on her or her kin and avoid involving her unless it is by accident.
Orbs:
Hellebore: A soft and serene orb with a hue somewhere in the deep purple range. It is graceful and deliberate in it's movements, shedding ghostly petals that fade as it passes. One petal can temporarily ward away madness, any more is to be poisoned with a cruel irony. Victims slowly fall into sickness and progress through bouts of tinnitus, vertigo, stupor, thirst, a feeling of suffocation, swelling of the tongue and throat, emesis and catharsis, bradycardia, and finally collapse and death from cardiac arrest.
Spirit Bottle: The glass-like orb of the trio is, by far, the most vivacious. It is a veritable rainbow of shifting hues that swirl just below it's surface. As dazzling as it is haunting. Inside its surface an unknown and growing number of evil spirits have been trapped, indentured, and await Hellebore's whimsy.
Current Notable Occupants-
One Death Aspect of currently unknown temperament, manifest seen here
The Unborn The last orb often hangs shyly in the discharge of his feathers as if it does not wish to be seen. On closer inspection it is made of many smaller specks held together in the fist of a thin mist. At the quietest of times it whispers in tones of sadness, laughter and fear just beyond the realm of hearing. So many souls, those yet to be born, that might be born, and all those that never had their chance to be.
Discipline: He'll decide when he's good and ready
Sire/Dam: Alsike X Venomous Xenon
Temperament: For the right price Hellebore is willing to fill any request, but be careful in the wording for he is fey in the manner that he fulfills his end of the deal. You will get exactly what you ask for, exactly.
In general he is aloof to the mundane world happening around him and the shorter lived creatures that populate it. Anything that can't expect a life measuring at least a century in the counting is on the level of an amusing bug. And bugs are things easily used to further worthier pursuits. He is also fond of explaining as he goes. Very legitimate and even a little genteel if he does say so himself.
He does not keep friends. Instead he prefers to make his own friends in the form of living dolls. The most relaxing thing he can think of is to shuffle souls around and watch as they attempt to steer their new bodies. In the past he has spent hours alone studying the soul of a bird trying in vain to fly the body of a young doe.
Other Images:
Foal Reference
As If A Million Voices Cried Out
Dream Catcher
Blood Of My Blood
Smells Like A Freakshow
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I would copy/paste what I wrote on Alsike's ref but I dont want to spam you. So same goes with Hellebore; his ID is 837.
Thanks again~
Thanks again~