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NAME: Bucephalus The Morningstar
NICKNAMES: Buce, 'Pebbles'
AGE: 5 years, Tallsun birthday
GENDER: Stallion
MANE/TAIL: Thick and wavy, his mane is tangled and knarled and stretches down to his chest. When combed it stretches down even further, halfway between his chest and his knees. His tail is long and full, kept fully groomed and it stretches down to his hocks. Both his mane and tail are black, with the mane having a thick white streak in the middle, and his forelock is white. Tail has a white tip.
EYES: Vivid gold
WINGS: Solid black in color, gold spots fleck the outer arch of his wings. The tip of his primaries are dipped gold and have golden flecks across the primaries.
HEIGHT: 16.1hh
MARKINGS: The most noticable and defining marking of Bucephalus is the splattering of gold birdcatcher spots that curl down his sides from his left face, down his neck, across his shoulder and over his lower back to gather in a clump around his rump. He has three white socks, and his right foreleg has a long white stocking.
BUILD: Adding

MATE: N/A
SEXUALITY: Heterosexual
OCCUPATION: Dragon's Throat Artisan
CURRENT RESIDENCE: The Dragon's Throat

PARENTS: Cassilus(deceased, sire) & Demara(deceased, dam)
SIBLINGS: Telesaan, Leyanna
OFFSPRING: Breccan(M), Tempe(F), Aakesh(M), Hertz(M, adopted)
OTHER RELATIVES: None
Bucephalus(Pure/Altan): Proud, vain yet honest, he is unafraid to speak his mind and challenge the opinions of others. For those he cares for he would fight until he can no longer move, and has a mind far keener than he lets on, even though most consider him clever or silver-tongued already. He has a loyalty streak a mile long, and often has a wit and humor bright enough to make even the grumpiest of horses crack a smile... or piss them off.

Bucephalus(Dark): Cruel, vindictive and arrogant, he lashes out at the slightest provocation, his barbed tongue able to sever bonds he had formed with a handful of words. He takes delight in the tears and anger of others, and in the despair it causes Altan. He is as cunning as he is cruel, and can disguise himself as Altan with ease, waiting until the perfect opportunity to destroy everything his other half worked for. Nothing he says or does can be trusted when He is in control, even though you will never know the serpent's bite until the venom tears you apart.

The Truth: Altan is Bucephalus, and vice versa. Within his soul he is cunning, manipulative and gentle, equally capable of great violence and great kindness. He has little morals, his loyalty once earned remaining for a lifetime until something undeniably powerful shatters the bond, and he would use any means at his disposal to protect those he cares for; murder or persuasion, whichever is the quickest and most efficient route. He can be the jester or the assassin, and meeting with him is like walking on the thin blade of a knife and praying you fall upon the gentler side of the Morningstar. NAME: Tribs
AGE:18
CHARACTERS: Cetan, Kvothe, Rue, Breccan and Hawke
CONTACT: PM, preferabbly to whatever account said PM is focusing on.
TIME ZONE: Central(US/Canada)