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Tempest | Doe | Herd Member

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Basic Information

Name: Tempest (Pest, Tempy, Temp, Trinket (ONLY when teasing her...though she is becoming accustomed to it.)
Pronunciation: (Tem-pest)
Name Meaning: a violent windy storm
Gender: Doe/Female
Age: 17
Year of Birth: 748 of the New Age
Height: 10hh
Build: Medium
Phenotype: Dunskin Restricted Fawn
Genotype: EE/AA/nCr/nD/fwfw/nRx
Eye Colour: Dark Brown
Design Sheet: cactus-sis.deviantart.com/art/…

-Family-

Sire: NPC
Dam: NPC
Bloodline: WindBorne 100%
Magic Type: Wind


Skill Points
Speed: 7 [Basic Level]
Stamina: 7 [Basic Level]
Strength: 4 [Basic Level] (Build Cap: 15 points max)

Magic: 21 [Advanced Level] (+1 charm)
Herbs: 0 [Basic Level]

Experience: 0

Breakdown
+7 speed - base bonus
+3 stamina - base bonus
+2 strength - starter bonus
+8 magic - starter bonus

*To be Named*
+1 Magic - lit - 400-999 words - Little Ripples

On MY Time

+1 magic - art - Kick up your heels

In the distant past

+1 stamina - lit - 400-999 words - Run for your Life

+1 Stamina +2 Magic - collab lit - 1000-1999 words - A Chance Encounter

+1 magic - art - Chance Encounter

+1 Stamina  +1 Magic - lit - 1000-1999 words - Let me go!

+1 - Magic - All the Colors of the Wind

+1 Magic +1 Stamina - collab lit - 400-999 words - Moving on

+2 Strength - collab lit - 400-999 words - A New Journey

Herd Information
Herd: Allied Herd (WindBorne)
Herd Position: Herd Member

RolePlay



-Family-
Mate: Nope! She has temporarily given up (No harems either)
Fawn(s):
Current Location: Heading down the River Raul (She turned around :/)

:bulletblue: Details :bulletblue:

Personality

| Bright | Enthusiastic | Curious | Introverted | Modest | Caring | Stubborn | 
 
- She has a knack for helping those in need whether it be a sick foal or a troubled elder.

- When in or around large gatherings she will often become more timid because of her antisocial and nomadic fawnhood, but you can always count on her to put on a confident face when the time is right.

- Sometimes she becomes so deep into thought that you must physically 'bring her back' to reality. Afterwards she will feel quite embarrassed Tempest 

- Relationship wise...she has shunned the notion. No stags, no heartache. She has lived by this for quite some time in her life to prevent herself from any more emotional trauma or betrayal.

- Has only thought to have herd the 'Whispers on the wind' once in her life (Run for your Life)

- Can be highly distrustful of herbs and shady looking fawnlings << >>

Appearance:

- Always wears a turquoise earring on right ear (Given to her as a filly by her real mother, although she doesn't know this).
- Usually wears a beaded and feathered tassel on in her tail or mane. (LOST)
- Mane, tail, and feathering are always silky and slightly wavy
- Long scar over her left eye (Bestowed by a bird of prey)

Charm: A fragment of glass made by a meteorite impact

History

- Was born at the Gumtree Hollow
- Traveled around most of the WindBorne Island
- She hopes to become a Stormbringer one day

:bulletpink: FoalHood :bulletpink:
When Tempest was younger she and her family herd traveled all around WindBorne, seeing many things and meeting many Fawnlings, some nicer than others... As she grew older and more interested in the world outside her herd, she began to go off on her own most of the time, either to explore or meet other fawns from the the Main Herd. This made her curiosity and affinity towards them grow. Her mother usually looked upon her with disdain, she absolutely wasn't her favorite foal in their herd. Tempest's older brother was. This lack of loving motherhood allowed Tempest to run free with the wind and do whatever she pleased, may it be dangerous or just plain stupid. The effect of this freedom caused her curiosity, knowledge and boldness to increase, not to mention her growing emotional rift between herself and her herd.

One day she met another filly who went by the name Paris on one of her adventures. She was lost and eventually made Tempest's herd her new home.

:bulletblue: Adolescence :bulletblue:
As Tempest grew older into her adolescence, her mother began to restrict her freedom for her fear that Tempest would become something great. Her mother never allowed her to travel out of sight nor away from the herd for more than a few minutes at a time. She also had new duties for Tempest to preform. Her mother, being an herbalist, decided to teach her the art of medicine and steer Tempest away from her dream of becoming a stormbringer. Tempest did not like the idea one bit, this was her ultimate dream after all! As of this change in her life Tempest became bitter towards her mother, as her mother had already done the same.

The rift between the two had grown now. They were constantly in an argument and had dark feelings for each other. Tempest tried her best to avoid them but her mother actually seemed to like them! Her mother dwelled, thought about, and even manifested on them...Tempest's life begun crashing down day by day. No help or closure was given by the rest of her small herd.... This only lasted a few months until one night her mother actually attempted to poison her...murder her only filly. This ended it all.

Poisoned and feeling quite alone in the world Tempest made her way to the Main Herd to seek a skilled herbalist. Upon finding one (npc) she collapsed and was out cold for a few days. When waking she found herself alone in a cozy cave the herbalist standing by along with Paris. Paris had already told the herbalist what had happened before her black out and was delighted by the herbalist's confirmation that the herd would welcome her. If she was willing to stay of course. Almost instinctively, Tempest accepted. Her new life was beginning to form.

:bulletgreen: Aldult :bulletgreen:
Four years went by, Tempest planned on not ever seeing her mother, or herd, again. She was completely fine with it. No betrayal was greater than from a doe towards her fawn...than the attempt of murder. Not one being in her herd had tried to stop her either...They didn't care.

Leaving the past behind Tempest now goes about her life day by day. She says hello to her new herd members whenever she sees them but never really connects with any of them, due to most of the does's subordinate behavior and most of the stag's brooding dominance.  Now that she was actually in the Main herd, she began to see its 'flaws'. She began to fall away from the main herd, as she was used to a matriarchal society. Although as the time passed, a new era for Windborne was on the horizon.

When the war started Tempest sided with the Allied herds. She trusts in their society and beliefs with all her heart. Tempest also has an easier time being around everyone, somehow, after the war ended recently in a blood turmoil. Tensions run high of course but life goes on.

-Details-

- Loves the color of turquoise (It reminds her of the sky and the sea)
- Wishes she could nab some of the luminescent moss that is native to OakFern one day (A traveler that she met had told her of it during her foal hood. She doesn't quite know if he was telling a lie since she was so young at the time)
- Treats everyone with kindness and respect until they give her a reason to act otherwise
- Usually is caught using her magic for amusement or practice
- Absolutely HATES flies (Why else!? They're annoying and nasty little poop suckers! >~<)
- Loves to run
- Insults towards her are ineffective (But will be hurt if given to by friends)
- Tends to travel
- When thinking too deeply she will involuntarily conjure a small breeze that will circle around her.
- Would do anything to have wings!
- Sometimes she becomes so deep into thought that you must physically 'bring her back' to reality. Afterwards she will feel quite embarrassed 
~Is in love with the feeling of the wind in her mane

(Most other details in her history and personality will reveal themselves in role play)
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DarkVampireRider's avatar
Hi! Should we start our next RP?! :D After All of these Years!? (Part 1) We started something in the comments on that XD!