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RAMBRIEL | EXILE | GAURD
Checkpoint; Teir 1: > When did your character truly start to become who they are today? Show us a defining moment in their life!
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Rambriel felt the cold night wind bite his skin. He hadn't stepped foot in this territory since he was a mere 14 year old gullible youngster. Back when he was innocent and kind in nature.
Times had changed.
He saw his target ahead. A sooty, pangare bay stallion turned in the moonlight to face him. A laugh rang out from his throat. Rambriel's ears cupped his neck, as if to block out the sound.
Balrog.

A shot in the dark
A past lost in space
Where do I start?
The past and the chase
You hunted me down
Like a wolf, a predator
I felt like a deer in love lights

"Have you come again, young Rambriel? I thought my daughter had taught you something the last time you were here." The stallion shouted across the plains. Rambriel said nothing, but began to stride forward with slow, methodical movements. Balrog too began to walk forward.
A slight limp in his right fore. A twitch in his left eye. Grey hairs tinging his mane.
Rambriel's brain began scraping every detail off the other stallion; this stallion who had sired the seeds of hatred in his soul. A flicker of movement caught Rambriel's blue eye; out of a nearby grove of trees stepped Thalil. Her long flaxen mane dragged in the dirt, her chestnut coat glimmered. Her left ear was missing; it appeared to have been torn off savagely. Rambriel had to fight to keep from turning his whole head. Hatred brewed in his belly for her, but at the same time, she was as gorgeous as when he had last seen her, and old feelings threatened to return at the sight of her.

You loved me and I froze in time
Hungry for that flesh of mine
But I can't compete with the she-wolf, who has brought me to my knees
What do you see in those yellow eyes?
'Cause I'm falling to pieces

I'm falling to pieces

"Face it, Rambriel. You were bait." Her voice wafted over the wind. "Yes, your mother died. Your father died. You probably would have died. Or have you?" Thalil lifted a brow. But Rambriel had ignored her by this point. All he wanted now was Balrog's blood splashing against his hooves.
The huge stallion burst into a gallop, his huge hooves thundering the earth. Balrog's ears flicked back for a moment in uncertainty; this was no longer the small weakling stallion that he had seen so many years ago. But with a slight stumble, he too began to bolt.

Did she lie in wait?
Was I bait to pull you in?
The thrill of the kill
You feel is a sin
I lay with the wolves
Alone, it seems,
I thought I was part of you

The two stallions clashed; it appeared that it would be a long battle, but Rambriel was sure to make it quick. One strong kick to Balrog's limping leg sent the elder stallion crashing down. On his tumble to the earth, he grabbed Rambriel's shoulder, ripping flesh. Rambriel snorted in pain before kicking Balrog hard in the ribs and shoulder. The stallion wa snow on the ground, rolling for a split second. A flash of exposed skin-- Rambriel's teeth found their mark.
Time seemed to stop. Balrog's widening eyes as Rambriel's teeth sunk deeper into his neck. Rambriel's uncaring, cold eyes staring right at the screaming Thalil. Adrenaline and sick pride swelled in the pit of the draft's belly.

You loved me and I froze in time
Hungry for that flesh of mine
But I can't compete with the she-wolf, who has brought me to my knees
What do you see in those yellow eyes?
'Cause I'm falling to pieces

Rambriel let the body drop from his maw. He lifted his head, turned and strode away; he left Thalil screaming behind him, and a small smirk twinged his lips.
That thief had finally paid her due.

I'm falling to pieces

Description
RAMBRIEL | EXILE | GAURD
Checkpoint; Teir 1: > When did your character truly start to become who they are today? Show us a defining moment in their life!
=--------------=

Rambriel felt the cold night wind bite his skin. He hadn't stepped foot in this territory since he was a mere 14 year old gullible youngster. Back when he was innocent and kind in nature.
Times had changed.
He saw his target ahead. A sooty, pangare bay stallion turned in the moonlight to face him. A laugh rang out from his throat. Rambriel's ears cupped his neck, as if to block out the sound.
Balrog.

A shot in the dark
A past lost in space
Where do I start?
The past and the chase
You hunted me down
Like a wolf, a predator
I felt like a deer in love lights

"Have you come again, young Rambriel? I thought my daughter had taught you something the last time you were here." The stallion shouted across the plains. Rambriel said nothing, but began to stride forward with slow, methodical movements. Balrog too began to walk forward.
A slight limp in his right fore. A twitch in his left eye. Grey hairs tinging his mane.
Rambriel's brain began scraping every detail off the other stallion; this stallion who had sired the seeds of hatred in his soul. A flicker of movement caught Rambriel's blue eye; out of a nearby grove of trees stepped Thalil. Her long flaxen mane dragged in the dirt, her chestnut coat glimmered. Her left ear was missing; it appeared to have been torn off savagely. Rambriel had to fight to keep from turning his whole head. Hatred brewed in his belly for her, but at the same time, she was as gorgeous as when he had last seen her, and old feelings threatened to return at the sight of her.

You loved me and I froze in time
Hungry for that flesh of mine
But I can't compete with the she-wolf, who has brought me to my knees
What do you see in those yellow eyes?
'Cause I'm falling to pieces

I'm falling to pieces

"Face it, Rambriel. You were bait." Her voice wafted over the wind. "Yes, your mother died. Your father died. You probably would have died. Or have you?" Thalil lifted a brow. But Rambriel had ignored her by this point. All he wanted now was Balrog's blood splashing against his hooves.
The huge stallion burst into a gallop, his huge hooves thundering the earth. Balrog's ears flicked back for a moment in uncertainty; this was no longer the small weakling stallion that he had seen so many years ago. But with a slight stumble, he too began to bolt.

Did she lie in wait?
Was I bait to pull you in?
The thrill of the kill
You feel is a sin
I lay with the wolves
Alone, it seems,
I thought I was part of you

The two stallions clashed; it appeared that it would be a long battle, but Rambriel was sure to make it quick. One strong kick to Balrog's limping leg sent the elder stallion crashing down. On his tumble to the earth, he grabbed Rambriel's shoulder, ripping flesh. Rambriel snorted in pain before kicking Balrog hard in the ribs and shoulder. The stallion wa snow on the ground, rolling for a split second. A flash of exposed skin-- Rambriel's teeth found their mark.
Time seemed to stop. Balrog's widening eyes as Rambriel's teeth sunk deeper into his neck. Rambriel's uncaring, cold eyes staring right at the screaming Thalil. Adrenaline and sick pride swelled in the pit of the draft's belly.

You loved me and I froze in time
Hungry for that flesh of mine
But I can't compete with the she-wolf, who has brought me to my knees
What do you see in those yellow eyes?
'Cause I'm falling to pieces

Rambriel let the body drop from his maw. He lifted his head, turned and strode away; he left Thalil screaming behind him, and a small smirk twinged his lips.
That thief had finally paid her due.

I'm falling to pieces