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 Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2016 5:35 pm
“Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass...it's learning to dance in the rain.”
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2016 5:42 pm
Name: Anastasius
Meaning: Greek for "resurrection"
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
RP Color: Amethyst
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2016 5:43 pm
 Anastasius is a seeker of knowledge and passion. He is always getting into something, always seeking to learn and to train. Nothing seems to slow him down and he enjoys expressing his views and opinions on various matters. A challenge of intellect or of strength almost always interests him, and he can often be found engaged in such activities. When not studying or training, Anastasius can likely be found lying underneath his favorite tree near the river, singing lullabies long forgotten to the young ones. It is a talent that he has only since rediscovered thanks to the Oneroi.
Although Anastasius is usually a calm and light-hearted individual, there is one thing that he can absolutely not stand. It is the belittling of his herd and their beliefs. Anyone who voices such blasphemies in front of him will quickly find themselves the target of his ire. Likewise, he does not like others who belittle someone’s dreams or aspirations. To do so only serves to drive his fervor. Never speak ill of someone in front of him lest ye be ready for a lesson on decency.
Aside from this occasional flare of temper, Anastasius is a devoted stallion and true friend. He is strongly guided by his conscience and instincts, believing that it is the Oneroi speaking, and has a keen perception of what is right and wrong. His choice making skills are heavily marked by his previous life in the dream realm, which forced him to grow up at a young age. Anastasius is not perfect and so does make mistakes from time to time, but he chooses to learn and grow from these experiences.
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2016 5:46 pm
 Anastasius' story begins when he was but a dream. Back in the time when he was known as Livius- the eldest foal of a Lifemated pair. His parents loved him and his siblings dearly, and they constantly strove to provide and nurture. Their love was stronger than anything in the world. That is, until a curse was placed upon his mother by a jealous mare. The mare wanted everything that Livius’ mother had built and so had sought out a shaman to do her bidding. She then lured her unknowing victim away from the family under the guise of a berry-picking endeavor. No sooner than the pair were out of sight did the jealous one spring her trap, thrusting the accursed powder upon her supposed friend. The change was instant. Livius’ mother was no more, instead replaced with someone harboring an intense rage and bloodlust. Despite his father’s greatest efforts, the mare would see the happiness around her destroyed. The rays of light and hope shattering instantly as Livius’ father failed to protect his family. His youngest sibling fell instantly to the suddenly mighty teeth. His other sibling lost amidst the chaos that ensued.
As for Livius himself, he managed to escape the madness by clambering through a small hole in the cave that had once been his home. The hole deposited him onto a hidden path that Livius blindly followed until he could no longer run from lack of breath and energy. Exhausted, he collapsed in a densely forested area, curling into a small ball underneath the brush in an attempt to hide. The horror of what had happened fresh in his mind, causing him to shudder and tremble in fright. His tired mind could not take the strain and so sent him into a deep slumber. For how long he rested, Livius did not know. He awoke to find that the sun had fallen below the horizon to be replaced by the radiant moon. A soft lilt drifted upon the wind, urging him to seek it out. He did not have far to look. A fair mare wandered amongst the trees. She sang to them and to the creatures inhabiting them. Livius felt himself inexplicably drawn to her. Emerging from his hiding spot, he stood rooted to where he stood until her gaze fell fully upon him. Minutes passed before either spoke to the other. Indeed, it took the mare speaking first before Livius would say anything in turn. Their conversation was brief in the end, with it being decided that the young foal would be tended to by the mare till he was of age.
And so Livius found a new mother. Or so he had hoped. One particularly dreary day, after he had just entered later foalhood, he happened across the mare in deep discussion with another. Livius had never seen the stallion before. His sinister appearance instantly struck a chord deep within the young one. Concerned for his adoptive mother, Livius strode toward the pair with purpose. He would defend her from the evil one. Noble as his intentions were, they were all for naught. During the confrontation, a cackling laugh issued forth from the mare. She explained in great detail the plan that she concocted and set into motion. All so that she might steal another’s joy. The plan, unfortunately, had gone awry. But the mare still found fortune when she found Livius, alive and unharmed. Motherhood had not suited her well it seemed, though, for she found herself growing tired of Livius by the day. Thus the arrival of the dark shaman.
Livius’ mind fell into torment once more. Tears streaming down his cheeks, he fled from the duo into the ominous storm. He ran for miles, not daring to stop until the sounds of trampling hooves faded completely. For the second time in his life, Livius barely managed to escape with his life. And, for the second time in his life, he found himself completely lost and alone. No place to call home and nobody to call family. His future looked bleak. His body teetered on the verge of collapse, his heart and soul on the verge of breaking entirely. That is when he heard them. The voices in the mist that now encapsulated him. So caught up in his sorrow, Livius failed to realize his sojourn into the impenetrable wall. He stumbled around for what felt like hours, seeking out the owners of the voices. Both wary yet hopeful. At last, the stallion emerged from the wall of mist into a vast clearing. The owners of the voices were clear as the setting sun. They moved towards him curiously but remained cautious in their advances.
Livius saw no signs of ill will aimed at him. It was a nice change of pace from his past. There was much conversation to be had about Livius and his arrival in the realm. He listened as the others spoke, ears pricked in keen interest. Ultimately, it was declared, the beings known as the Oneroi had brought him to the realm and given him life amongst the herd known as the Dreamwalkers. He would be allowed to stay and learn of their ways. To embrace all that the Dreamwalkers hold dear. This declaration sparked something more was within Livius. All of the pain that he had carried with him seemed to vanish instantaneously. No longer did he feel the pangs of betrayal, guilt, and sorrow. Inner peace, tranquility, and passion soon welling up in their places. He felt like a new stallion. From the ashes of a darkness, he arose to become a champion for the light. Thus, no longer would he be known as Livius, whose life was marked by betrayal and pain. Henceforth he would be known as Anastasius, whose aspirations would be to fight for the weak and protect the ideals and virtues of the herd.
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2016 5:47 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2016 5:49 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2016 5:50 pm
 The Awakening- Livius is a confused and tormented soul. His life has been riddled with pain and sorrow, and he just doesn’t know how much more he can take. The young stallion has fled into the mountains as he contemplates the value of his life. He is on the brink of slipping into the darkness when an unusual sound reaches his ears. Livius’ curiosity gets the best of him in the end, and he follows the sound to the land of the Dreamwalkers. He is entranced by all that he sees. And there is something more. The darkness within his spirit seems to have dissipated and he feels reborn amongst these Soquili. His journey as a newly created has just begun. What does the future have in store for him?
The Declaration- Anastasius has become a quick study in the ways of the Dreamwalkers. He constantly studies their interactions, takes to heart their words, and follows their examples. Never before has he been able to experience something with such fervor. His heart leaps with ecstasy at each opportunity to learn. Anastasius is truly a new being. And, as the Spring Festival draws near, he recognizes that the time will soon come for him to declare his path in life. The Oneroi have yet to give him insight into what this must be. Concerned, the young stallion seeks the advice of the Oracles. What will they say? Is Anastasius truly prepared for what the Oneroi have in store for him?
The Temptation- Training for his new path is going exceedingly well for Anastasius. He has taken it like a fish to water, having received the Oneroi’s favor in this area. However, not all is well within the realm. A new dream has appeared and she is causing a disturbance among the herd. Anastasius is sent to investigate with the other Champions. But nothing could prepare him for what awaits. The vision bears a striking resemblance to someone from his past. Someone he had all but forgotten in his new life. She seeks him out to bring him home, but Anastasius cannot listen. She is but a dream after all. One who seeks to undo his happiness and tempt him into the dream realm. How will he handle the collision between his past and his present?
The Prayer- The Oneroi have blessed Anastasius with a mate. She is just as devout and kind as he, but with an inner strength that shines even brighter. He cannot believe his great fortune. And so, the two press onward in life together, praying for the great ones for new dreams to be made reality. The Oneroi hear and provide their desires. Enraptured, the new parents coddle their children, unaware that danger lurks. For a nightmare has found its way into the lands and it seeks to cause destruction where it can. Anastasius joins up with his fellow Champions to drive this threat away. They manage to do so, but at a price. In all of the chaos, one of the baskets is stolen. Neither he nor his mate can find it anywhere within the Dreamwalker realm, searching high and low. Distraught, the pair question what it is that they did to offend the Oneroi. Were they too proud in their newly created children? Or are the Oneroi testing them for some unforeseen event?
The Reunion- Anastasius is older and wiser now. The ways of the Dreamwalkers have long since been etched into his very soul. He has loved, he has lost, and he has been thankful. Although he remains happy, there is a part of him that still yearns to know what became of his stolen child. The stallion has prayed to the Oneroi for knowledge so that he may know complete peace. For years the Oneroi have not given an answer. For years Anastasius has felt the pangs of guilt for being unable to save his loved one. Things are about to change, however. One summer morn, a bit of news reaches Anastasius’s ears. Yet another dream has appeared and become a reality. It has claimed that it belongs to the herd yet no one has laid claim to its creation. With a spark of hope, Anastasius joins the others to lay eyes on this new creation. What will come of this meeting? Will it be everything that Anastasius hoped it would?
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2016 5:54 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2016 5:56 pm
FAMILIAR  Uncert
Name: Hinata
Gender: Female
RP Color: Dark violet
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2016 5:58 pm
Hinata is a shy but caring individual. She is a bit awkward in her social interactions due to her shyness, but she has a kind heart and will help however possible. On rare occasions, her shyness can be overpowered by other strong emotions such as anger or worry.
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2016 5:59 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2016 6:01 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2016 6:02 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2016 6:03 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2016 6:04 pm
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