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Name: Fire Bloom
Race: Unicorn/Failed Everfree Wraith
Faction: Everfree Forest
Skills: Back as unicorn, Fire Bloom's specialty was conjuring and controlling fireworks of all shapes and kinds and colours. The change into Wraith, despite being interrupted, took that away, along with all the rest of his unicorn's magic.
In return, he's faster, stronger, and more agile. Never a great fighter before, now he can defeat enemies going by instinct alone. Horns and teeth, while not fully developed, are still formidable weapons. If he lets his Wraith side take over, he can sense the smell of blood in the air, feel no fear and keep on fighting despite overwhelming wounds - although he does his best to keep it under wraps at all times; no one knows after which time the influence of the Forest will take over for good.
History: Born in a small village, Fire Bloom and his family were forced to move to Canterlot when he was still young. His older sister - an Earth Pony, after their father - was a reason they had to live in the slums, but they managed to get by. Still, the conditions were poor at best, and soon their Unicorn mother fell ill and died. Fearing the repercussions, the remaining trio fled the city, and began living between refugee camps.
They ended up in one of the camps not far from the Everfree Forest. One night, an House's Earthborn forces arrived, driven by a information of nest of spies, and began searching tent after tent, only to be engaged and driven off by one of the House Everfree skirmishes passing near by. Before morning, most of the survivors joined their ranks, seeking vengeance for death of their families, with Fire Bloom's sister ad father among them - or at least that's what the zebra leading the skirmish had said.
Driven by hate (never being the smartest pony around), Fire Bloom agreed to join the Everfree's military ranks. After training it turned out he had not much to offer physically, so he volunteered to become the Wraith. Even the last part of the ritual - eating still beating heart of the captured scout - was acceptable. Until that scout, waiting in cage for her turn - said that Fire Bloom's sister was alive and well, serving in the House Earthborn and training to become a Juggernaut. Apparently, after skirmish retreated the Earthborn forces found a remains of a bloody feast, and had told everyone they took under protection at the beginning of the fight that their close ones were eaten alive by the Everfree soldiers.
Shocked and betrayed, Fire Bloom fled the ritual side, and then the forest. The only time he tried to reach his sister the patrol guards almost killed him, and only by jumping into river fdid me manage to get away.
Other: His sister (nameless for now, will come up with something) is up for GM's disposal.
Race: Unicorn/Failed Everfree Wraith
Faction: Everfree Forest
Skills: Back as unicorn, Fire Bloom's specialty was conjuring and controlling fireworks of all shapes and kinds and colours. The change into Wraith, despite being interrupted, took that away, along with all the rest of his unicorn's magic.
In return, he's faster, stronger, and more agile. Never a great fighter before, now he can defeat enemies going by instinct alone. Horns and teeth, while not fully developed, are still formidable weapons. If he lets his Wraith side take over, he can sense the smell of blood in the air, feel no fear and keep on fighting despite overwhelming wounds - although he does his best to keep it under wraps at all times; no one knows after which time the influence of the Forest will take over for good.
History: Born in a small village, Fire Bloom and his family were forced to move to Canterlot when he was still young. His older sister - an Earth Pony, after their father - was a reason they had to live in the slums, but they managed to get by. Still, the conditions were poor at best, and soon their Unicorn mother fell ill and died. Fearing the repercussions, the remaining trio fled the city, and began living between refugee camps.
They ended up in one of the camps not far from the Everfree Forest. One night, an House's Earthborn forces arrived, driven by a information of nest of spies, and began searching tent after tent, only to be engaged and driven off by one of the House Everfree skirmishes passing near by. Before morning, most of the survivors joined their ranks, seeking vengeance for death of their families, with Fire Bloom's sister ad father among them - or at least that's what the zebra leading the skirmish had said.
Driven by hate (never being the smartest pony around), Fire Bloom agreed to join the Everfree's military ranks. After training it turned out he had not much to offer physically, so he volunteered to become the Wraith. Even the last part of the ritual - eating still beating heart of the captured scout - was acceptable. Until that scout, waiting in cage for her turn - said that Fire Bloom's sister was alive and well, serving in the House Earthborn and training to become a Juggernaut. Apparently, after skirmish retreated the Earthborn forces found a remains of a bloody feast, and had told everyone they took under protection at the beginning of the fight that their close ones were eaten alive by the Everfree soldiers.
Shocked and betrayed, Fire Bloom fled the ritual side, and then the forest. The only time he tried to reach his sister the patrol guards almost killed him, and only by jumping into river fdid me manage to get away.
Other: His sister (nameless for now, will come up with something) is up for GM's disposal.
Name: Amon Crystis
Appearance: As a changeling Amon Crystis has the typical features of one of his kind. He has a black, carapace-coated body with the typical holes in his legs, wings, and tail that reveal his insect-like heritage. Setting himself apart from most of his race, Amon has a neck-length, fiery red mane, eyes like blood, a ragged flame colored tail, and transparent crimson wings. His horn also has one round hole in it which is often only a trait of higher class changelings and shows that he has the capacity for magic. He is average of height and build, which makes him perfect for most shape shifting tasks. Amon is known to wear special battle armor, dark blue in color which contrasts perfectly with his red mane, eyes, tail, and wings. To add a bit more of changeling’s flair his armor has jagged spikes on the shoulder plates and greaves.
Race: Changeling
Faction: House WhiteGold/Changeling Kingdom
Skills: As a changeling Amon Crystis of course has the abilities of his race, being able to shape shift into any pony made him adept at infiltration and subterfuge. Many a pony has fallen for his disguises and he is a very quick study at understanding the targets of his transformations which give him a lot more credibility than just taking on their form. Amon has trained his eye to pick up the slightest variations in body language and facial twitches to make his transformations as genuine as possible. He has gotten well enough at acting that he has been known to mimic ponies of both genders, wealthy, poor, and even officials.
Amon has devoted himself to learning as many different weapons as possible to increase his ability of effectively fooling and manipulating his enemies when the need to transform arrives. As an infiltrator of Whitegold his weapons of choice are axes, daggers, shields, and the arquebus. Each of these weapons he has managed to be highly skilled in their use but he has yet to truly master any one weapon since he often needs to change his armament. With the weapons he has some amount of skill in he can defeat the average user without using too much effort but against those with higher skills he will find himself hard pressed. A person who truly knows their weapon would only have a slight amount of trouble fighting against Amon with the same weapon, in those cases Amon has to rely on his other skills to compensate for their large difference in skill. On the side he has been trying to learn other weapons as well to increase his versatility.
As a higher breed of changeling Amon has been gifted with the ability to use magic by Queen Chrysalis, which allows Amon to fully take on the qualities of a unicorn instead of just pegasi and earth ponies. His magic is not as powerful of say the typical unicorn but he can control it well enough to effectively aim his arquebus and use it for other minor telekinesis purposes. He has potential to grow stronger in magic but has not had the time to work on it aside from getting the qualifications needed to pass as a unicorn.
History: Born and raised in the Changeling kingdom, Amon was destined to be an important instrument for Queen Chrysalis when his horn was found to have a hole in it, indicating he had the capacity to learn magic. Raised to be a spy and infiltrator it would be Amon’s duty to create openings for changelings to enter into the ranks of one of the houses of Equestria. As a changeling who could effectively mimic a unicorn’s magic there was no doubt he would be sent to either House Moon and Star or House WhiteGold. In the end it was decided that WhiteGold would be his mission since WhiteGold dealed heavily in information, which would give the changelings a better view on the comings and goings within the fractured Equestria.
Raised on the old tales of how Equestria was a land full of love which the changelings strived for Amon was more than eager to fulfill his role for the changeling kingdom but the stories were of the past Amon quickly found out. After entering Whitegold, Amon was able to infiltrate the ranks as a pony of fortune as a way to gain information and access to the most impregnable fortress in all of Equestria. Taking on a variety of jobs, Amon was quickly able to gain wealth and his own information network in the city and eventually rose in rank to that of an Arqueteers to become a member of the Equestrian Trade Union but in order to do that Amon had to make many sacrifices and double-cross those who were innocent and those who were not. Those he took advantage of often lost all they owned in one way or another as he manipulated them with his wits and while he never batted an eyelash at seeing a haughty and arrogant pony meet his social and financial demise there were those who never had ill will toward him or anyone else for the matter; each time he had been forced to betray them for his cause he felt an increasing pang of guilt, which despite all his logical reasoning that it was his duty, still stayed with him even after the deed was done. At the height of his career in WhiteGold, Amon soon found himself at an impasse despite all the sacrifices of others he had to make. The Equestrian Trade Union gave him power and influence to be sure but in order to make a real difference Amon quickly realized he needed to enter into the Society of Canterlot Nobles. While he had the good sense to impersonate a unicorn it was nearly impossible to enter the society without being born into it or marrying into it.
As he had risen through Whitegold’s ranks however he really saw firsthand the sorry state the land of Equestria was in. The wealthy and powerful trampled on the weak in their strive for power and glory, the greatest example of cruelty coming from a certain Diamond Tiara who was absolutely ruthless in her quest for greater riches and wealth. After becoming one of the Arqueteers he found himself hearing rumors from other rich ponies and his underground contacts about the atrocities committed by the wealthy, for example how Rarity had become the most powerful pony in all of WhiteGold by planning the murder of her husband. The sad truth was the all the rumors were so easy to believe, especially since his early days pretending to be a pony of fortune where he sometimes had to travel out into The Undercity. The stark contrast between the riches and glamour of the inner city from the filthy streets, beggars, and thieves that littered the roadways, it was all so sickening. Even the famous District of Delight was so full of corruption and debauchery that Amon often felt sick when he had to deal with the riffraff there. He knew it was important for the changelings to have a pulse on this rich information center but was there any real reason to take over such a loveless city? There was lust and greed aplenty but actual love there was hardly any, in fact the only two high society members that seemed to have any ounce of true love in them were Sweetie Belle, who tried her best to care for her older sister, and General Fancy Pants who was well known for his generosity to the sick and needy of The Undercity.
Amon needed a way into the upper echelon if he was to solidify the changeling’s presence in the city but the problem was Rarity was growing increasingly paranoid as the crystalitis took over her body and warped her mind. There was also the issue of Fleur de Lis, patron of the District of Delights who regularly visited the Society of Canterlot Nobles to interrogate and spy on members. House WhiteGold had masters of manipulation and despite his talents Amon realized that if he rose too high up the ladder his discovery was almost assured. Thankfully Amon at the very least was able to get in the good graces of the ever ambitious Diamond Tiara and has been working through her to get at the pulse of WhiteGold. Despite his best efforts the most he managed was to expand his information network and get a few more changelings into minor positions.
Unable to achieve his true objectives Amon was about to try and embark on a risky gamble to try and get to the Heart of WhiteGold through Sweetie Belle, Rarity’s younger sister. As one of the few ponies that seemed to retain the sense of love he had been told about since he was a pupa, Amon could not help but wonder if the reason he had decided on this route was because Sweetie exemplified that a true pony of Equestria should be, strong, kind, and ready to lend a helping hand. While he was planning his next move he received his first mysterious dream where he found himself standing alongside a variety of ponies and other species at Redheart Refuge. The dream was so real Amon could not help but give it some considerable thought; his mission was in House WhiteGold, to use its vast information and resources to the changelings’ advantage as they tried to slip back into Equestria but was that really the right course? Could there be a better way to go about making a place where the changeling race could thrive? The dreams just kept coming back each night and soon Amon realized that the gamble he was going to attempt would almost certainly be a suicide mission, perhaps there was some merit to his dreams but if he left WhiteGold would he not be betraying Queen Chrysalis? He also realized, much to his surprise, that even if he had managed to get in the good graces of Sweetie Belle that he did not want to betray such a gentle soul as he had done with others before to get to where he was now.
Amon seriously doubted by this time that he could accomplish any more than he already had in the impregnable fortress that had been Manehattan. The information network would suffer without him around to tie connections with Diamond Tiara but it would still be in place nonetheless, and he would no longer have to help that despicable mare. Also Amon realized that in the state Equestria was in, even if the changeling kingdom managed to take over the land the amount of love that the changelings craved to increase their power would be so low it would be like eating bread crumbs for dinner, perhaps there was some merit in feeling the elements and restoring their power despite the obvious risks they presented? Asking the changelings in the area and his Queen’s forgiveness, Amon left WhiteGold to find the source of his dreams in Redheart Refuge. A more direct line of action was necessary; he just hoped he would not be branded a traitor for his actions but even if he was, at least his days of taking advantage of those who wished him no harm were over.
Other: During his stay in House WhiteGold, Amon has gained some appreciation for fine arts such as theater and music. He even picked up playing the clarinet while he was there.
Appearance: As a changeling Amon Crystis has the typical features of one of his kind. He has a black, carapace-coated body with the typical holes in his legs, wings, and tail that reveal his insect-like heritage. Setting himself apart from most of his race, Amon has a neck-length, fiery red mane, eyes like blood, a ragged flame colored tail, and transparent crimson wings. His horn also has one round hole in it which is often only a trait of higher class changelings and shows that he has the capacity for magic. He is average of height and build, which makes him perfect for most shape shifting tasks. Amon is known to wear special battle armor, dark blue in color which contrasts perfectly with his red mane, eyes, tail, and wings. To add a bit more of changeling’s flair his armor has jagged spikes on the shoulder plates and greaves.
Race: Changeling
Faction: House WhiteGold/Changeling Kingdom
Skills: As a changeling Amon Crystis of course has the abilities of his race, being able to shape shift into any pony made him adept at infiltration and subterfuge. Many a pony has fallen for his disguises and he is a very quick study at understanding the targets of his transformations which give him a lot more credibility than just taking on their form. Amon has trained his eye to pick up the slightest variations in body language and facial twitches to make his transformations as genuine as possible. He has gotten well enough at acting that he has been known to mimic ponies of both genders, wealthy, poor, and even officials.
Amon has devoted himself to learning as many different weapons as possible to increase his ability of effectively fooling and manipulating his enemies when the need to transform arrives. As an infiltrator of Whitegold his weapons of choice are axes, daggers, shields, and the arquebus. Each of these weapons he has managed to be highly skilled in their use but he has yet to truly master any one weapon since he often needs to change his armament. With the weapons he has some amount of skill in he can defeat the average user without using too much effort but against those with higher skills he will find himself hard pressed. A person who truly knows their weapon would only have a slight amount of trouble fighting against Amon with the same weapon, in those cases Amon has to rely on his other skills to compensate for their large difference in skill. On the side he has been trying to learn other weapons as well to increase his versatility.
As a higher breed of changeling Amon has been gifted with the ability to use magic by Queen Chrysalis, which allows Amon to fully take on the qualities of a unicorn instead of just pegasi and earth ponies. His magic is not as powerful of say the typical unicorn but he can control it well enough to effectively aim his arquebus and use it for other minor telekinesis purposes. He has potential to grow stronger in magic but has not had the time to work on it aside from getting the qualifications needed to pass as a unicorn.
History: Born and raised in the Changeling kingdom, Amon was destined to be an important instrument for Queen Chrysalis when his horn was found to have a hole in it, indicating he had the capacity to learn magic. Raised to be a spy and infiltrator it would be Amon’s duty to create openings for changelings to enter into the ranks of one of the houses of Equestria. As a changeling who could effectively mimic a unicorn’s magic there was no doubt he would be sent to either House Moon and Star or House WhiteGold. In the end it was decided that WhiteGold would be his mission since WhiteGold dealed heavily in information, which would give the changelings a better view on the comings and goings within the fractured Equestria.
Raised on the old tales of how Equestria was a land full of love which the changelings strived for Amon was more than eager to fulfill his role for the changeling kingdom but the stories were of the past Amon quickly found out. After entering Whitegold, Amon was able to infiltrate the ranks as a pony of fortune as a way to gain information and access to the most impregnable fortress in all of Equestria. Taking on a variety of jobs, Amon was quickly able to gain wealth and his own information network in the city and eventually rose in rank to that of an Arqueteers to become a member of the Equestrian Trade Union but in order to do that Amon had to make many sacrifices and double-cross those who were innocent and those who were not. Those he took advantage of often lost all they owned in one way or another as he manipulated them with his wits and while he never batted an eyelash at seeing a haughty and arrogant pony meet his social and financial demise there were those who never had ill will toward him or anyone else for the matter; each time he had been forced to betray them for his cause he felt an increasing pang of guilt, which despite all his logical reasoning that it was his duty, still stayed with him even after the deed was done. At the height of his career in WhiteGold, Amon soon found himself at an impasse despite all the sacrifices of others he had to make. The Equestrian Trade Union gave him power and influence to be sure but in order to make a real difference Amon quickly realized he needed to enter into the Society of Canterlot Nobles. While he had the good sense to impersonate a unicorn it was nearly impossible to enter the society without being born into it or marrying into it.
As he had risen through Whitegold’s ranks however he really saw firsthand the sorry state the land of Equestria was in. The wealthy and powerful trampled on the weak in their strive for power and glory, the greatest example of cruelty coming from a certain Diamond Tiara who was absolutely ruthless in her quest for greater riches and wealth. After becoming one of the Arqueteers he found himself hearing rumors from other rich ponies and his underground contacts about the atrocities committed by the wealthy, for example how Rarity had become the most powerful pony in all of WhiteGold by planning the murder of her husband. The sad truth was the all the rumors were so easy to believe, especially since his early days pretending to be a pony of fortune where he sometimes had to travel out into The Undercity. The stark contrast between the riches and glamour of the inner city from the filthy streets, beggars, and thieves that littered the roadways, it was all so sickening. Even the famous District of Delight was so full of corruption and debauchery that Amon often felt sick when he had to deal with the riffraff there. He knew it was important for the changelings to have a pulse on this rich information center but was there any real reason to take over such a loveless city? There was lust and greed aplenty but actual love there was hardly any, in fact the only two high society members that seemed to have any ounce of true love in them were Sweetie Belle, who tried her best to care for her older sister, and General Fancy Pants who was well known for his generosity to the sick and needy of The Undercity.
Amon needed a way into the upper echelon if he was to solidify the changeling’s presence in the city but the problem was Rarity was growing increasingly paranoid as the crystalitis took over her body and warped her mind. There was also the issue of Fleur de Lis, patron of the District of Delights who regularly visited the Society of Canterlot Nobles to interrogate and spy on members. House WhiteGold had masters of manipulation and despite his talents Amon realized that if he rose too high up the ladder his discovery was almost assured. Thankfully Amon at the very least was able to get in the good graces of the ever ambitious Diamond Tiara and has been working through her to get at the pulse of WhiteGold. Despite his best efforts the most he managed was to expand his information network and get a few more changelings into minor positions.
Unable to achieve his true objectives Amon was about to try and embark on a risky gamble to try and get to the Heart of WhiteGold through Sweetie Belle, Rarity’s younger sister. As one of the few ponies that seemed to retain the sense of love he had been told about since he was a pupa, Amon could not help but wonder if the reason he had decided on this route was because Sweetie exemplified that a true pony of Equestria should be, strong, kind, and ready to lend a helping hand. While he was planning his next move he received his first mysterious dream where he found himself standing alongside a variety of ponies and other species at Redheart Refuge. The dream was so real Amon could not help but give it some considerable thought; his mission was in House WhiteGold, to use its vast information and resources to the changelings’ advantage as they tried to slip back into Equestria but was that really the right course? Could there be a better way to go about making a place where the changeling race could thrive? The dreams just kept coming back each night and soon Amon realized that the gamble he was going to attempt would almost certainly be a suicide mission, perhaps there was some merit to his dreams but if he left WhiteGold would he not be betraying Queen Chrysalis? He also realized, much to his surprise, that even if he had managed to get in the good graces of Sweetie Belle that he did not want to betray such a gentle soul as he had done with others before to get to where he was now.
Amon seriously doubted by this time that he could accomplish any more than he already had in the impregnable fortress that had been Manehattan. The information network would suffer without him around to tie connections with Diamond Tiara but it would still be in place nonetheless, and he would no longer have to help that despicable mare. Also Amon realized that in the state Equestria was in, even if the changeling kingdom managed to take over the land the amount of love that the changelings craved to increase their power would be so low it would be like eating bread crumbs for dinner, perhaps there was some merit in feeling the elements and restoring their power despite the obvious risks they presented? Asking the changelings in the area and his Queen’s forgiveness, Amon left WhiteGold to find the source of his dreams in Redheart Refuge. A more direct line of action was necessary; he just hoped he would not be branded a traitor for his actions but even if he was, at least his days of taking advantage of those who wished him no harm were over.
Other: During his stay in House WhiteGold, Amon has gained some appreciation for fine arts such as theater and music. He even picked up playing the clarinet while he was there.
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Name: Skywhistle
Appearance:
Race: Pegasus
Faction: Stormwing
Skills: Skywhistle is a Hoplite. A Pegasi elite, raised to have more fear for dishonor than for death, therefore is unrelenting, unflinching and totally fearless is battle. She had been trained for most of her waking life in sword, spear and shield, as well as hoof to hoof combat, until she became a master of all of these forms of war.
History: Skywhistle was born into a very old and proud family of pegasi that had been royal guards in the old times, but whose bloodline could be traced uninterrupted from times before even Commander Hurricane. Being of this stock, great things were expected of her. Both of her brothers did not show enough early promise to be trained as much as she was, though they developed and grew into deadly heavy lancers and earned the nicknames 'the Raven' and 'Golemsbane' respectively.
Skywhistele would never receive a nickname, though she did her heritage proud in her first battle, killing forty earth ponies and flying into enemy territory to rescue Stormwing prisoners. She was trained to become a Hoplite after that performance, though many of the officers believed the training would kill her. It did not, and she mastered the sword, shield and spear. She was given the weapons and armor of her new rank, and flew off to her next battle.
It was a raid, on a small village, and it changed her. The Hoplites around her mercilessly slaughtered the civilians and fillies, and set torch to the houses. They looted whatever they could and lay ruin to what they couldn't take with them. Skywhistle's lack of activity was noted and she wasn't sent out as much after that. The officers had a real close eye on her. That's when she began to have the dreams.
With a new sense of destiny, she deserted her Commander and her family and flew to Redheart Refuge. Now she had finally earned a nickname; Skywhistle 'the Disgraced'
Other: She still keeps her hoplite armor, longsword, long spear, and large circular shield, and she keeps her weapons sharpened every day.
Appearance:
Race: Pegasus
Faction: Stormwing
Skills: Skywhistle is a Hoplite. A Pegasi elite, raised to have more fear for dishonor than for death, therefore is unrelenting, unflinching and totally fearless is battle. She had been trained for most of her waking life in sword, spear and shield, as well as hoof to hoof combat, until she became a master of all of these forms of war.
History: Skywhistle was born into a very old and proud family of pegasi that had been royal guards in the old times, but whose bloodline could be traced uninterrupted from times before even Commander Hurricane. Being of this stock, great things were expected of her. Both of her brothers did not show enough early promise to be trained as much as she was, though they developed and grew into deadly heavy lancers and earned the nicknames 'the Raven' and 'Golemsbane' respectively.
Skywhistele would never receive a nickname, though she did her heritage proud in her first battle, killing forty earth ponies and flying into enemy territory to rescue Stormwing prisoners. She was trained to become a Hoplite after that performance, though many of the officers believed the training would kill her. It did not, and she mastered the sword, shield and spear. She was given the weapons and armor of her new rank, and flew off to her next battle.
It was a raid, on a small village, and it changed her. The Hoplites around her mercilessly slaughtered the civilians and fillies, and set torch to the houses. They looted whatever they could and lay ruin to what they couldn't take with them. Skywhistle's lack of activity was noted and she wasn't sent out as much after that. The officers had a real close eye on her. That's when she began to have the dreams.
With a new sense of destiny, she deserted her Commander and her family and flew to Redheart Refuge. Now she had finally earned a nickname; Skywhistle 'the Disgraced'
Other: She still keeps her hoplite armor, longsword, long spear, and large circular shield, and she keeps her weapons sharpened every day.
Name: Sunny Orchards
Appearance: Sunny is a bright yellow-skinned pony, just like her name and is bright as the sun. She has an auburn mane that she keeps in a braid on her left side that reaches to her flank. She often wears a frayed, light brown cowboy hat with a broad brim and a dark brown vest with silver tassels on the edges. Sunny is a very athletically built pony with a strong, supple body that makes her look extremely healthy. Slightly smaller than the average pony, she makes up for that though with her strong will and body. Her cutie mark is a lasso in flight.
Race: Earth Pony
Faction: House Earthborn
Skills: As an Appleoosan Ranger Sunny is a master at disruption and capture tactics. Her mastery with the lasso for instance is so magnificent that she has been able to take a pegasus out of the sky in full evasion mode. Able to use smoke bombs to strategically to blind the enemy or hide allied movements there is little she can’t do with these devices to her advantage, she can also modify her smoke bombs to add various effects to them, such as colors, heavier smoke, or even mix in hallucinogens. A decent trap builder as well, quite a few enemy ponies have fallen to her machinations before such as net and rope traps. Quite an athletic and strong earth pony, Sunny is a lot stronger than she looks and is a fantastic hoof fighter and can take on most ponies in a 1 on 1 fight, though of course she is outclassed by heavily armored foes and those who devote themselves to hoof fighting rather than the lasso.
History: Sunny Orchards grew up in House Earthborn on a rancher’s farm with her family and was indoctrinated from a young age about how the land should belong to the Earth Ponies and Pegasi, with no place for the magical powers of the unicorns. She loved working on the ranch and was especially fond of herding cattle and other animals which gave her an excuse to keep improving her lassoing skills. While she continued to improve herself she reached the age of 12 which made her start training for battle for House Earthborn. After the initial years of training Sunny was quickly pressed into the service of the Appleoosan Rangers under commander Braeburn. Sunny liked the feeling of being helpful to her comrades when she took pegasi out of the sky or used smoke bombs to blind the enemy for the earthborn forces to flank them. However as she found herself being used more and more by the military, giving her less time to spend doing what she loved, ranch work, she started to see the grim side of warfare and House Earthborn’s indoctrination.
One of the first times she saw great injustice was when a unicorn stumbled into the camp she was currently employed in. The unicorn was badly injured and needed medical attention so Sunny quickly brought him in; however, before they would even consider patching the unicorn up the captain of the group insisted that the unicorn’s horn be sawed off before they gave the prisoner of war any medical help. Sunny could see the shape the unicorn was in and tried to persuade the captain to reconsider until after he had been stabilized but the captain refused. Sunny could only watch helplessly as the unicorn’s horn was sawn off, the unicorn screamed in pain and his eyes rolled back into his head after the deed was done. The medical personal came in but by that time, blood loss and the trauma of losing his horn had done their work and the unicorn died on the operating cot. Unicorns might be stuck up and arrogant, but refusing to help the dying unicorn just because he had something they did not until it was too late was just not right.
The event changed her outlook on the conflict and she grew suspicious of House Earthborn doctrine. From time to time she would sneak off while on patrol and see what the rest of the troops were up to. It did not take long for her to notice the terrors the army put on populations they passed, often pillaging, wrecking most abodes, hunting down unicorns, and even pressing some ponies into service. The self-righteousness she had felt before, growing up under House Earthborn doctrine about how horn-less ponies were better than their gifted counterparts, had dwindled to almost nonexistence. Feeling distraught and confused, Sunny was unsure of what to do until a certain dream came to her. After considering what she should do, she followed her heart and deserted House Earthborn.
Other: As a testament to her years as a rancher, Sunny learned how to cook over an open fire for those times on the open plains. She is a decent outdoor cook and can brew a mean coffee as well.
Appearance: Sunny is a bright yellow-skinned pony, just like her name and is bright as the sun. She has an auburn mane that she keeps in a braid on her left side that reaches to her flank. She often wears a frayed, light brown cowboy hat with a broad brim and a dark brown vest with silver tassels on the edges. Sunny is a very athletically built pony with a strong, supple body that makes her look extremely healthy. Slightly smaller than the average pony, she makes up for that though with her strong will and body. Her cutie mark is a lasso in flight.
Race: Earth Pony
Faction: House Earthborn
Skills: As an Appleoosan Ranger Sunny is a master at disruption and capture tactics. Her mastery with the lasso for instance is so magnificent that she has been able to take a pegasus out of the sky in full evasion mode. Able to use smoke bombs to strategically to blind the enemy or hide allied movements there is little she can’t do with these devices to her advantage, she can also modify her smoke bombs to add various effects to them, such as colors, heavier smoke, or even mix in hallucinogens. A decent trap builder as well, quite a few enemy ponies have fallen to her machinations before such as net and rope traps. Quite an athletic and strong earth pony, Sunny is a lot stronger than she looks and is a fantastic hoof fighter and can take on most ponies in a 1 on 1 fight, though of course she is outclassed by heavily armored foes and those who devote themselves to hoof fighting rather than the lasso.
History: Sunny Orchards grew up in House Earthborn on a rancher’s farm with her family and was indoctrinated from a young age about how the land should belong to the Earth Ponies and Pegasi, with no place for the magical powers of the unicorns. She loved working on the ranch and was especially fond of herding cattle and other animals which gave her an excuse to keep improving her lassoing skills. While she continued to improve herself she reached the age of 12 which made her start training for battle for House Earthborn. After the initial years of training Sunny was quickly pressed into the service of the Appleoosan Rangers under commander Braeburn. Sunny liked the feeling of being helpful to her comrades when she took pegasi out of the sky or used smoke bombs to blind the enemy for the earthborn forces to flank them. However as she found herself being used more and more by the military, giving her less time to spend doing what she loved, ranch work, she started to see the grim side of warfare and House Earthborn’s indoctrination.
One of the first times she saw great injustice was when a unicorn stumbled into the camp she was currently employed in. The unicorn was badly injured and needed medical attention so Sunny quickly brought him in; however, before they would even consider patching the unicorn up the captain of the group insisted that the unicorn’s horn be sawed off before they gave the prisoner of war any medical help. Sunny could see the shape the unicorn was in and tried to persuade the captain to reconsider until after he had been stabilized but the captain refused. Sunny could only watch helplessly as the unicorn’s horn was sawn off, the unicorn screamed in pain and his eyes rolled back into his head after the deed was done. The medical personal came in but by that time, blood loss and the trauma of losing his horn had done their work and the unicorn died on the operating cot. Unicorns might be stuck up and arrogant, but refusing to help the dying unicorn just because he had something they did not until it was too late was just not right.
The event changed her outlook on the conflict and she grew suspicious of House Earthborn doctrine. From time to time she would sneak off while on patrol and see what the rest of the troops were up to. It did not take long for her to notice the terrors the army put on populations they passed, often pillaging, wrecking most abodes, hunting down unicorns, and even pressing some ponies into service. The self-righteousness she had felt before, growing up under House Earthborn doctrine about how horn-less ponies were better than their gifted counterparts, had dwindled to almost nonexistence. Feeling distraught and confused, Sunny was unsure of what to do until a certain dream came to her. After considering what she should do, she followed her heart and deserted House Earthborn.
Other: As a testament to her years as a rancher, Sunny learned how to cook over an open fire for those times on the open plains. She is a decent outdoor cook and can brew a mean coffee as well.
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Name: Swift Star
Appearance:
Most of the time seen in her armor, which is silver plated and has the colors to represent House Stormwing
Race: Pegasi
Faction: House Stormwing
Skills: A member of the Wind Rider unit. She specializes in scouting, seeing which enemy troop is coming from either ground or sky. She is both quick and agile, able to rely on her reflexes and sometimes instinct when it comes to dodging attacks and flanking the enemy. Most of the time, she is a team player and will work together with the other Wind Riders. If need be, Swift Star will move and act on her own.
Swift Star uses her telescope to spot other troops, and her only known weapons are her speed and her hooves. Since anything else, would slow her down with the added on weight.
History: Swift Star manage to get where she is today, by going through the rigorous training as any pony would in House Stormwing. She proved her worth and was appointed in joining the Wind Riders Unit. The mare followed every order given to them without fighting back, or having any doubts such as anypony in House Stormwing. Until they had the Griffins with them, is when she started doubting Rainbow Dash a bit. They don't know the Griffin's motives, why they could be helping them for their own gain then pick them off after the war was over. Or..if it'll really be over.
Aside from the Griffins working with them, Swift Star was beginning to have her doubts about if they are doing the right thing with having war with the other Houses. Killing anypony that stood in their way...she was starting to grow disgusted by it from every minute. Each time she took a life made her think more of her decision on continuing to fight for Stormwing. She wanted to talk to someone about it, but she was afraid of being branded a trainer or worse...being one of The Fallen. If anything maybe talking to her commander, Wing Commander Soarin', would be able to feel for the mare's thoughts on this ongoing war.
One day, she finally mustered up the courage and went to have a private talk with Soarin'. It was long and she had to be careful with her words, since even he could send her to have her wings cut off. Though she had a feeling, that Soarin' understood where she was going with this. She wanted to leave House Stormwing, in order to search for a new way to bring Equestria back to its former self. What shocked her the most, was the smile he gave her. Saying that she would be doing the right thing, and that their conversation would be their secret. With his permission, and support, Swift Star manage to sneak out of Windsoar in hopes to find the one and only true way of making Equestria back to the way it was.
Other: N/A
Appearance:
Most of the time seen in her armor, which is silver plated and has the colors to represent House Stormwing
Race: Pegasi
Faction: House Stormwing
Skills: A member of the Wind Rider unit. She specializes in scouting, seeing which enemy troop is coming from either ground or sky. She is both quick and agile, able to rely on her reflexes and sometimes instinct when it comes to dodging attacks and flanking the enemy. Most of the time, she is a team player and will work together with the other Wind Riders. If need be, Swift Star will move and act on her own.
Swift Star uses her telescope to spot other troops, and her only known weapons are her speed and her hooves. Since anything else, would slow her down with the added on weight.
History: Swift Star manage to get where she is today, by going through the rigorous training as any pony would in House Stormwing. She proved her worth and was appointed in joining the Wind Riders Unit. The mare followed every order given to them without fighting back, or having any doubts such as anypony in House Stormwing. Until they had the Griffins with them, is when she started doubting Rainbow Dash a bit. They don't know the Griffin's motives, why they could be helping them for their own gain then pick them off after the war was over. Or..if it'll really be over.
Aside from the Griffins working with them, Swift Star was beginning to have her doubts about if they are doing the right thing with having war with the other Houses. Killing anypony that stood in their way...she was starting to grow disgusted by it from every minute. Each time she took a life made her think more of her decision on continuing to fight for Stormwing. She wanted to talk to someone about it, but she was afraid of being branded a trainer or worse...being one of The Fallen. If anything maybe talking to her commander, Wing Commander Soarin', would be able to feel for the mare's thoughts on this ongoing war.
One day, she finally mustered up the courage and went to have a private talk with Soarin'. It was long and she had to be careful with her words, since even he could send her to have her wings cut off. Though she had a feeling, that Soarin' understood where she was going with this. She wanted to leave House Stormwing, in order to search for a new way to bring Equestria back to its former self. What shocked her the most, was the smile he gave her. Saying that she would be doing the right thing, and that their conversation would be their secret. With his permission, and support, Swift Star manage to sneak out of Windsoar in hopes to find the one and only true way of making Equestria back to the way it was.
Other: N/A
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