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IceAngel
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IceAngel
was born of a filly by the name of SkyLark and the alpha male of her
tribe, SilverHoof. Her mother, though lovely in every sense of the
word, was shy and kept to herself, using the clan only for protection.
She was sweet and gentle, keeping only a few of those around her as
friends. Her father was the complete opposite in nature. He was proud
and arrogant, saying that is what is needed to be the chieftain of
a proud race of centaurs. In battle, he fought fiercely and almost
heartlessly, expecting the same of the others in the clan.
After a hard birth, SkyLark fell
ill for several weeks, regaining her health but never her ability
to have more children. She coddled her only child, giving her everything
that she could possibly need. SkyLark taught her daughter the beauty
of nature and the things found that would help her to survive on
her own. SilverHoof, being the arrogant stallion that he was, decided
to teach IceAngel in the fashion of all the young stallions in the
clan. By his rough hand she was taught the uses of the bow and quivers,
how to handle her dagger, and the ability to hunt the forests in
silence. He taught her how to spar as cruelly as himself, teaching
her to show no mercy. In her fights, she broke as many bones as
she got broken, and was never allowed to show weakness or he beat
her more.
As she began to get older and her
natural senses kicked in, she began noticing the stallions in a
different light. However, since she sparred with them as a young
filly, none of them would take her as a mate and because of that,
she began to resent her father. Watching the mating rituals taking
place for the centaurs her age, sent her into a sadness and loneliness
that her mother could not heal. She began to spend days on end within
the forest, living on natures harvest and by her senses alone, coming
back to visit her mother in the quiet of the night.
After her mother's death, Ice stayed
in the forests, traveling further and further from her home. Spending
close to five years in the forests all alone in her travels, she
has had plenty of time to think. She has gained respect for life,
fighting only when necessary, and over time, has learned to forgive
her father's stubborn pride. She has begun a new life in Dunbouri,
creating for herself a family of her heart and learning once more
how to live in the company of others. She counts her 'brother,'
Tempest , and her guild mates as her greatest treasures for she
doesn't like material things.
IceAngel has ice, white hair that
flows down her back and frames her shoulders, looking like a mane.
Her black eyes peer out of a creamy pale, almost Elven face. She
has a pair of large, white dove wings jutting gloriously from her
back. In her centaur form, she stands sixteen hands high, over towering
most human men. Her equine body is snow white, with a tail of flowing
white hair that skims the ground as she walks. She has appeared
as both a white Pegasus traveling the sky in a majestic dance and
a humanoid woman wearing a white dress that hides her small feet,
appearing to be an angel to those that do not know her.
"Where
ever I may roam, my home lies within my heart...."
Tad Williams, The Dragon Bone Chair
A picture of Violet Fair
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