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IceAngel Fair
       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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