Illionois

[Illinois]

name: Illionois
Age: 3
Breed: thoroughbred
Height: 15.2
Colour: red chestnut
Alliance: evil
gender: stallion
cadre: The dank
role play sample:

The sod now refreshed from earlier rain was not cracking and dead but rather full of life. Already the suns cheerful dial had begun to reveal itself from behind the shadows that he knew were called clouds.

Grunting with distaste at the weathers happiness he continued on his way, despretly trying to escpe from the happy feeling. His powerful daggers were thrust to and frow as his muscular appendai were sent out in bursts. Carting his heavy bulk was not an easy task for he carried heavy structer of a cart horse but still his frame showed the elegance and lightness the arabian possessed. He neither arched nor lowered his fine nape rather held his crown high, showing that he ruled over every living thing. Never would he let another creature over power him. Taking deep breaths he carried the oxygen through his lungs to his pumping life bringer.

Deep down in his cruel heart of mystery and darkness layed no happy thoughts, feelings nor memories, he was truely something that hell its self spat back out. A prowling ship stalking the frozen sea was what he was made for and bringing heart ache and grief was what he was used for. Never in the history of equines had there been one such as him.

Through his searching nares the sharp scent of a femmora entered. He was not one to become entranced by a wenches beauty nor was he one to admire a ladys grace. He simply cared about the darkness, the cruelty and the misery she brought to all creatures. He did not intend to over power nor tame the prized jezebelle rather work with her until all plans of cruelty could be unleashed. This is just one of the many reasons why his cadre was the darkest, cruelest and most evil in the realm.