DRAFT - BLUE ROAN - CHOCOLATE EYES

A mountain of a man, Anvindr is about as tall as he is wide. His body is worn and wrinkled, but that does not mean that he lacks muscle from his youth, and a sturdy bone structure that has some comparing him to a brick wall. He sports incredibly thick hair, from his mane and tail to his leg feathering, and even has a bit of scruff beneath his jaw. Within his hair are several neat braids, clasped in place by golden metal rings. He sports similar golden bracelets around his front left leg, but otherwise, lacks any accessories for the sake of free movement.

His pelt is a deep blue roan, interrupted here and there by painted white markings. A dark dorsal stripe can be found lining his spine, along with stripes crawling up his legs. His hair is a curious rich brown, matching the deep chocolate color of his eyes. In several places, his skin is torn with scars, from a history he prefers not to repeat.

TESTY - HARD HEADED - ABRASIVE

It is best not to judge this grumpy, old stallion by first impressions, because to tell the truth, he is just that: grumpy. He is not necessarily cold, but his face never lacks a well worn scowl and he has little optimism in his mind. Yes, he is polite and courteous and wont be rude... on purpose, but there is an aura about him that is not necessarily pleasant either. In reality, he is tired, and has lived life too long to be clouded by day dreams.

He is a stubborn old man, too, rarely swaying from where he chooses to plant his feet, unless the opposing party has a very persuasive argument. It is this bullheadedness that has allowed him to live as long as he has, and he would be dammed if he let it go now. Granted, he is not prideful, and willing to admit when he has made mistakes or when he was wrong.

In case it has not struck yet, Anvindr is not necessarily the warm and fuzzy type. While he doesnt mean to be, he can be cold and a bit rude, when truly, he is only telling the truth. He is not one to beat around the bush and will tell it how it is, no matter whos feelings are hurt in the process. Tough love is never lacking with this guy, though it must be understood: it truly is out of love.

LOYAL - PATIENT - MELLOW

He is loyal as a dog, though, once he finds somewhere to set his heart. Anvindr is a guy who will always be on your side through thick and thin, even if maybe you wouldnt do the same for him. He prides himself in being the voice of those who lack theirs, and will stand up for the weak and beaten down, even if harm falls upon himself in process.

Despite his grumpy demeanor, he truly is patient with those who need it. Perhaps this is linked to his stubbornness, as there is none that can out-will Anvindr when he puts his mind to something, even if he has to wait for the perfect chance to spring for it. He is never one to jump to conclusions, always considering every possibility before settling on a side.

He is never in a hurry, either. While not exactly a gentle soul, it does take quite a bit to get him worked up. His voice rarely goes above a loud talk, and his gait above a shuffle. He has lives his life and believes he has earned his right to take his time, and he plans on taking full advantage of such. Just because he is mellow, though, does not mean he wont put a rowdy youngster in their place- he can surprisingly still move for his age!

CRAFTY - SIMPLE - ORDERLY

With years comes quite a few tricks up his sleeves, especially as long as Anvindr has lived. He is awfully creative and always seems to have an answer to any problem tucked away in his pocket. He tends to be a bit of a trouble maker at times, with the excuse that he's old and doesnt know any better. But in reality, he simply is quite smart and knows what he can get away with and what he cant.

He is a simple man, too, trying his best to keep complications out of his life. This may seem like a double edged sword, with how hectic his life and family is, but that is just it; it does not seem hectic to him. It is simple love and joy, and he chooses to not look at it any other way. He enjoys the simple things in life, and it does not take much to get him on your good side (if you can look past the well places scowl).

Perhaps he is able to keep such an outlook, because Anvindr is a man who always has his house in order. He plans each and every step of his day, never leaving one moment to the wind if he has the chance. While he is still not in a hurry, that does not mean that he cannot go about his day at his own pace and still get everything done that must be done. He expects those around him to hold similar standards, and has little patience for tardiness or rudeness.

ALANARIS

Born a bastard child, Anvindr was hidden from his true lineage for most of his youth; for his mother was a highly esteemed council member of the small ocean side kingdom of Aecor, and his father... a pirate. Truly unthinkable. Luckily for the sake of the boy and his mother, the man Anvindr would grow up to call "dad" was happy to play the part of his the boy's biological father, and the three of them lived the perfect lie.

But there was always a part of the child that his mother hated; his love for the sea and ever growing curiosity for what laid beyond it. He read all the books he could, often convincing the librarian to let him check out more than was allowed, because he would spend his nights under his blankets by the glow of candlelight, soaking in all that he could. As he grew, it became more and more obvious that the man he called his father was not his father at all, and finally, he was able to get the truth.

Enraged, as he knew the threat that pirated posed and the trouble they caused, he would not allow himself to accept the fact that the very pirate captain that he had read stories about was truly his father. He was only a teenager when he packed his bags and left home in the dead of the night, to track down the man and get... well, he did not know what he wanted. Answers? He already had those. Revenge? He was but a boy, what could he do against pirates?

His journey went just about as he expected. While he had found what he was looking for, but pirates were worse than what the stories told. They were mean. Violent. Bloodthirsty. A fight ensued, and, before Anvindr even had a chance to land the first blow, he awoke on the shoreside, bleeding into the ocean.

This is when he had first met her.

After being found by his mother, he was quickly rushed to the medics. Here, a medic and her trainee patched him up the best they could, but he would not be free of reminders. Scars would forever line his pelt, but he did not mind. He had been lost in the eyes of the mare with a pale dappled coat, and butterflies as her shadows.

Anvindr, did, forgive his mother, but hatred for his true father only grew. While his love for the sea still raged on, his hatred for pirates grew along with it. His mother would tell him that revenge did no good for a man's heart, but Anvindr no longer cared for his heart. It was during the war that the infamous pirate captain would be found dead, but by who's hands, only Anvindr and his coin would know the truth.

But quickly, his life started to look up, the curse from his father now lifted. His relationship with Casiphia grew, and it was not long before they married among the beaches. Sadly, through fate alone, as any other explanation could not be found, they were unable to bear children no matter how hard they tried. Instead, the couple chose to take in unwanted children who were lost without a home. Wheter they stayed or they left, the couple did not mind, they were just happy to have their hearts filled and help those who were lost.

Despite this, though, tragedy was quick to strike Anvindr's family once more.

As he settled into his thirties, his mother was hit with a terrible sickness. Medics came and went, but no one could tell them what was wrong. As she was unable to fulfill her duties as a council member, Anvindr took her place, but promised it would only be until she healed.

She died shortly after, and he chose to keep her seat in her memory.

It seemed as though his mothers passing was her own blessing, as shortly after, Casiphia fell pregnant with a child they never thought they would have. By some grace, a few years later, she had another. Life went on, forever changing and their family ever growing (though, they decided to not push their luck with more biological children). Until... it was flipped upside down, by Anvindr being swept away onto a land quite different from their seaside kingdom...

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