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 Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2014 11:33 am
 Just because I can not see like others, does not mean I can not walk in the
footsteps of the ancestors. I do not need you to lead me, for I walk my own path
with eyes unclouded to the shapes of the world
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Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2014 12:02 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2014 12:05 pm
Name:
Armelle
Nickname:
Mell
Found:
February 12th 2009
Temper:
Noble
Type:
Normal
Origin:
Newbie Event
Color:
#E7A8B9
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Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2014 12:10 pm
Mate:
N/A
Breedings:
Breeding o1 ❥ Lifemate only
Breeding o2 ❥ Lifemate only
Breeding o3 ❥ Lifemate only
Breeding o4 ❥ Lifemate only
Offspring:
N/A
Parents:
N/A
Siblings:
Dominick
Friends:
Irissa - Came from a Wishing Star. (Page o6)
Enemies:
N/A
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Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2014 12:33 pm
Likes:
Roses, Long walks, waterfalls, Swimming, Pink, Her Friends and Tormenting Her Brother.
Dislikes:
Others being mean, Dark places, Cats, and Evil Soquili.
Dreams:
Armelle's dream is to be the princess in a story. To fall in love, and have a family. She wantd to be loved and return that love. She also desires a large family. She also dreams of having a small place to call home, to rest and run free. Most of all, she dreams of seeing her family again.
Fears:
Armelle's fears are of being alone. She can feel lost, broken and not be able to know how to stand without someone there to help her. She is that sweet little lost mare that needs people to lean on. She also fears death. The thought, or being around it can cause her to quiet, shy back, or even walk away. She is no longer herself when death is around.
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Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2014 12:36 pm
Powers:
N/A
Special Notes:
Eyes: She is slowly going blind over time. No telling when she will fully lose her sight, but her vision can go out, or even blurry sometimes. This means that her days for adventuring will eventually come to an end.
Personality:
She is a noble mare, her heart in the right place, her family her life. Strong, loyal, and caring, that was her, and those she cared for held her life, and she would die to help them if it came to it. Through it all though she is still such a foal at heart, lost in the time of her parent's death.
History:
Armelle is as noble as they come, heart in the right place. She does her best to help the world, but she still has fears, worries, and most of all she easily loses herself to doubt. Having no one to lean on left her to grow up fast, to become a mare before her time, so she can have childish moments, playful, and even accident prone when it comes to it.
Most of all, she wears her heart on her sleeve, right out there in the open. So her emotions show easily. She was never good at hiding who she was, or how she felt. the young mare is a prize to behold, and a gem to be mated to.
She spent her entire childhood with her brother, they raised each other, or shall we say, he raised her. Both foals they had to look out for each other, and try and help the best they could, but Armelle was struck the hardest. It made her soft, tender. She found it hard to attach herself to anyone else. She always feared what if they just disappeared too.
As a young mare She was attacked, her best friend was killed, a friend she loved dearly, one that she had came to believe would never leave, and came to depend on. This attack awoke what was inside, the tragic death of her parents, they were killed protecting her and her brother. Armelle got away, with little wounds, and a broken heart.
After this incident she became even further dispatched with others. Even her own blood. She pushed him away until one day she had enough, in a large fight. It was harsh, and in the end it split the siblings apart. So, she went out on her own to try and regain herself. She is looking for the part of her she lost, and there for she travels a lot, any time something upsets her.
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Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2014 12:39 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2014 12:40 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2014 12:41 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2014 12:43 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2014 12:50 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2014 12:54 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2014 12:57 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2014 12:58 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2014 12:59 pm
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