Horus Tarkus

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Name: Horus Tarkus
Nickname: Usually goes by Horus, but by some is called Tark.
Gender: Stallion
Race: Norm
Breed: 95% Andalusian with 5% Quarter Horse
Age: 7

Height: 16 hands
Coat Color: Dark sooty bay
Eye Color: Light blue, but in some light looks greenish
Markings: He has a somatic mutation, which is how he has the white markings. The face marking, however, is from the QH in him, mostly. Everything else is the mutation.
Genetics: (Still have NO clue on genetics, XD )
Bloodlines: Starter

Description:
Standing at a height of sixteen hands equal at the withers, Horus Tarkus holds himself proudly, but with the humility of a gentleman. His coat gleams a dark sooty bay in the fading light, looking much like the dying embers to a coal fire. His mane and banner drift off of him in a faint wave, cascading to the ground. Just under his forelock are his orbs, a stunning blue, which, in some shifts of light, look like the sea-foam green of a rolling sea. Calm, gentle, polite, and appraising are these pools, framed with thick lashes. Perhaps most distinguishing, however, are his white markings. His face is like a shield with the eyes cut open for him to see, going down a diagonal to his snout, stopping just short and curling into itself with his bay colour, his maw a soft grey-pink colour of the flesh. His chest holds a stripe that goes across his left shoulder, spiraling and twining up and outwards, curling in on itself and spindling forward like scratches and thorns, like watered-down lightning. The dark sooty coat of his pillars are also patterned, reaching up like socks, twining around his surface and sprawling out. His hind left leg has quite the markings, sprouting all the way almost to his rump from his hocks, and a circlet of the crackling pattern around the dark hoof. Overall, Horus Tarkus looks formidable, but one can tell that he carries himself with pride and humility, as any gentleman would.

Personality:
Horus Tarkus is a gentleman in all respects. He holds strength in high esteem, as well as humility and proper judgement. He has spent much of his life paying for mistakes, and he does his best to aide those that he can. His a gentle soul, if a bit old-fashioned. A mare is a delicate being, and should be treated as such. It is his nature, how he was raised. However, if a woman proves herself a fiery spirit, he likes that even better. He has respect for those that can hold their own, and respect is something he values above all else, even above love. He is willing to give you respect and honour if you are willing to give it in return. He often spends his time pondering life inwardly, however, when introduced with company, his is sociable and charming. He doesn't take well to being ordered around, and authority always makes him uncomfortable. What he likes less than being commanded is to command himself. He is no leader, but he is no follower, either. He simply does what he thinks is best for all involved. He has a love for children and makes like no other, and will protect the innocent to the end and do anything to see justice done. This bloody war has sides, and he wishes to be on the right now. For now, that is up to question, but he is determined to make a decision.

History:
I was born to a world that had no need of me, and had no love for me. But that is of no matter. A gentleman does not flaunt his victories, and much less his follies. I can tell you, though, that as a young child, my father was very stern. I was to treat a lady right and proper, and that I have done all my life. Another stallion was to be treated with respect and honour, even if they did not always outrightly show it to you. However, one must not allow themselves to be trampled over. You must be strong, for you are a beacon of light. I had longed to and strove to be that beacon for many, but if I leave this world with only one protected, it will have to be enough. I was not always taught to love, but love came in time. Love is a complicated matter, and one that I won't rightly get into at the moment. This is not the time nor place. However, when I found the balance between respect, honour, strength and love, I moved on from my herd and my father in a quest to make something of myself. To be a gentleman and uphold that which the stallion was meant for, to bring back the good nature in us, and prove that even in war, we have kind hearts that are as big as the moon in full.

Extras:
Horus is up for plotties! Friends and enemies are welcome, and, eventually, we could get some lovie-dovies going on here. He's a total sweet-heart, however, he's quite picked-upon for his somatic mutation and markings, so be a bit cautious when bringing them up. All else, have a go at him!

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