Grimoire

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name: Grimoire
gender: Mare
age: 5 years 11 months
sexuality: Heteroflexible
breed: Akhal Teke x Marwari x American Paint x Percheron x French trotter x Selle Francais x Belgian Draft x Andalusian x Lusitano x Nonius
build: Delicate and feminine
store items: Rose gold quartz in a vine crown height: 18.2 hh
coloration: Black Splash Tobiano
genetics: Ee/aa/nSpl/nT
markings: Splash
mane: Black
tail: Creamy with ombre black ends - Ombre item
hooves: Front are dark slate, back are peach
eyes: Rose Gold
scars None
physical health: 100%
traits: Regal, mysterious, elite...some of the words you could use to describe her. Grimoire, or Grim to her peers, is truly a majestic being. If she would have had the chance, she may have been a queen in another life. Things are very black and white for the woman, there are no grey areas to get lost in, no room for argument. She is cut throat, willing to throw anyone overboard to save herself. There is nothing Grim won't do to get to the top. She is callous, cold and commanding, her appearance demands your attention and she knows it. Despite her impressive height, she is not a heavily built woman at all, and still acts delicate and feminine, a guise for the true monster she is. She isn't afraid to use her looks or her body to get what she wants, but god help you if you force yourself upon her. Grim is quick-witted and intelligent, seemingly wise beyond her years, an old soul stuck in a beautiful shell. Once you succeed in getting under her iron-clad armour, she is capable of affection, she knows love but she knows the weakness it brings with it. In her short existence, Grim has known loss, pain and death, she knows in time she will greet them again like old friends...
mental health: 100%

history Born into a loving home, nobody could have predicted how Grim would eventually turn out. Her mother and father raised her well, despite their lowly position within the harem, she was taught the importance of manners, of decorum and all that was both right and wrong within the world. She was popular among the youngsters within the herd, all the colts wanted her, all the fillies wanted to be her - apart from the young heir. She detested Grim, hated her attitude, hated how popular she had become. Ignorance was bliss and it was only after she turned two did the venom from the heir become evident. Grim was close friends with a young stallion, their relationship purely platonic to begin with. He was handsome, the kind her parents would warn her against, yet the pull to him was all too much for her young, hormone-addled brain. A year later and the jealousy of the herd's heir had become unbearable. One night, her mate was snatched away from her by a group of unknown horses. They were planning to start their own harem, to break off from the one they had called home for so long, but that was soon to end. Awaking in the morning, Grim realized the seriousness of the situation, three horses were dangled before her, she had to choose one to kill to save the others. Grim watched as the heir paraded them in front of her, giving her the blade fashioned from rock that she would use. Grim could not live without her lover nor her two parents. She knew she could not continue on without the three that meant the most to her. Turning then, she sliced the throat of the heir's sire, the herd leader. The fray was brutal, and the two-toned witch was banished, turning her back on her family and the lover who was now bound to the side of the jealous princess. She returned six months later after wandering the barren lands only to find that her mate now sat upon the throne and her parents had been murdered. In the dead of night, she made her move, killing him as he slept before leaving under the cloak of darkness, leaving her past behind her.
parents: Black Splash Tobiano - Ee/aa/nSpl/nT
siblings: None
extended family: None
children: None
herd: None
rank: None

mate: None
interactions: None
actions: 000000
voice: cc6666
muse: Medium
playlist: None
pictures:
Line art by play-dead-graphics (DA)