the Rift




Species: Equine Gender: Stallion Age: 9 Height: 17
Gender: Stallion
Age: 9
Species: Equine
Breed: Akhal-Teke
Eyes: Pale rose, edging towards lavender in some lights
Mane: White
Body: White
Hooves: Pale, transluscent seashell pink
Markings: None
Tail: White

Seanan is abnormally tall (at nearly 17 hh) and nearly all the height is in his legs and neck. Spindly, his frame appears fragile. Naught but delicate skin stretched over bird-bones. His chest is wide though, his body long. There is muscle to him but it is easy to dismiss, lying flat and close to his skeleton. His fur is fine, translucent white that shimmers faintly mother-of-pearl. Like a heat mirage. Even in winter it is thin and sleek, offering no protection from the cold. His tail and mane are gossamer fine and ragged. His face shows the refinement of his breed with a straight profile, wide nostrils, and hooded almond eyes. His ears are a touch too long in proportion. It lends itself to a certain dopeyness, especially when combined with his often awkward carriage. Dainty hooves are a delicate pink like the inside of a seashell. His eyes are pale rose that lean towards lavender in bright sunlight.

Seanan, upon first meeting, is most often considered.... unsettling. His body language is awkward and confusing, his words tumble in an energetic cascade as though he can't say them fast enough. Or perhaps they fall instead in a deliberate sign song as he mocks. Irreverent but apparently harmless, he seems to have little respect for anyone. At least, he certainly doesn't display it right off. Some think he's childish, impulsive, at the very least eccentric.

It's hard to see the wheels turning behind the half-mad eyes.

Nothing Seanan does is without purpose. He legitimately enjoys social games, though sometimes it seems he takes them too far. The comfort of others is something he cares very little for. Fiercely independent, Seanan chooses to avoid direct conflict in asserting his authority over his own life. Instead he would rather make himself seem unable to follow direction rather than unwilling. If others believe him mad well, he has no objection. That may even be the point though he isn't sure what the point of this is anymore. It's been a long time since he stopped playing with people. He isn't sure he knows how.

Emotions are troubling thing for Seanan. He has few coping mechanisms to deal with them and has little ability to understand the emotions of others. He has no apparent temper and limitless patience. However, an emotionally volatile situation triggers a fight or flight response in him that threatens to overcome the best of his logical thinking.

The young also provoke a strange response from the pale stallion. He tends to ignore them when possible. When it isn't, he displays something very near panic- a gentle sort of panic. He tends to treat foals as if they are precious and fragile, but terrifying. The faster he can extricate himself from them, the better.

Seanan is honest. This is perhaps the one thing that can always be relied upon. He is directly, painfully honest. He even goes out of his way to try and prevent misunderstandings of his words (barring riddles and word games). Though he may manipulate someone's perception of him by the way he acts, he has no desire to manipulate through half-truths and lies.

Everyone has a past. For this one, the past involved hot winds that stripped the moisture from your lungs and vast stretches of hard cracked earth. Golden sand dunes threatening to grab your hooves and send you tumbling. Salt flats that sparkled like fields of crushed glass.


There was a herd. Long legged, lean bodied horses who shimmered in the sun like mirages. They ran across the desert with the swiftness of the wind at their heels. There were cream colored colts who flicked their heels. There was a blood colored mare with eyes like the sun. There was a grey mare as turbulent as the sudden desert storms. There was a golden mare who smelled like desert flowers.

They were the jewels of the desert.

But gods are petty. Gods are envious. And someone stole the jewels of the desert and placed them in an iron casket.

The rest is past. Present: Entered Helovia in Birdsong of the Seventh Year

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There's currently no magic, items nor companions associated with this character.
Battle Statistics
STR:   2.0 SPD:   8.0 AGL:   2.0 END:   8.0
OI:   0 DI:   0 MG:   0 CP:   0
8.0 10.0 2.0 60.0
Notable Accomplishments

*** this class will eventually become admin controlled, so don't spend too much time styling it. We will put your character's achievements here. Ie, getting a new buff, earning a herd rank, leading a herd, SWP participation, etc.

13 threads
Subject Location Participants Last Post[ Order By ]
Heresy [Seanan v. Megaera] Battleground
07-27-2016 by Seanan
Corsicana Lemonade Heavenly Fields
Skyfall, Seanan
07-25-2016 by Seanan
[Unbound Band] Wings a Flappin' Thistle Meadow
Gemini, Chaska, Ashamin, Rhea, Seanan, Paradox, Rein, Phantom, Hé
07-31-2016 by Rhea
how he died is still a mystery.. Helovia's Threshold
Smack, Romina, Kiada, Paradox, Seanan, Graasvoel
07-20-2016 by Paradox
Heal Ye, Heal Ye! Blood Falls
Ashamin, Ryouta, Seanan
07-21-2016 by Ryouta
Beneath the Bleeding Sky [Ashamin vs Seanan] Battleground
Seanan, Ashamin
08-17-2016 by Blu
in silence we yearn Heavenly Fields
Zyanya, Seanan
07-15-2016 by Zyanya
eye of the storm (vol vs seanan) Battleground
Volterra, Seanan
08-25-2016 by Blu
Red Rain Run Blood Falls
Ashamin, Seanan
07-07-2016 by Ashamin
Learning how to play [Open Spar] Battleground
Isopia, Seanan
05-26-2016 by Time
what good are ruby slippers Deep Forest
Lyanna, Seanan
07-25-2016 by Lyanna
Relapse Frostbreath Steppe
Albrecht, Seanan
06-16-2016 by Seanan
Over the River and Through the Woods Helovia's Threshold
Seanan, Caneo
05-07-2016 by Seanan

Seanan's Forum Info
Joined: 05-03-2016
Last Visit: 08-03-2016, 10:58 PM
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Time Spent Online: 4 Days, 12 Hours, 10 Minutes, 18 Seconds

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