OC Character Thread 1(THREAD CLOSED: PLEASE POST NEW OCs TO BRAND NEW CHARACTER SHEET THREAD 3 ABOVE)

Name: Ciergey Sergla

Race: Unicorn

Age: 20

Mane: Raven black, long and straight, like her tail

Coat: Frost white

Cutie mark: The image of a slowly dissolving snowflake, with the edges leaking vapour upwards.

Extra details that aren’t needed but are nice to add: Her irises are ice blue.

Distinguishing Features: Ciergey is accompanied most of the time by a snow petrel, which tends to be perched on various parts of her body.

Specialty: Ciergey has the ability to control all the nitrogen, in any shape or form, around her in a one metre radius. This goes from being able to move it to being able to alter its temperature, which she usually uses to freeze the nitrogen from the surrounding air into solid weapons in combat to attack opponents with.

She also has an extreme resistance to cold, finding subzero temperatures to be alright and... well, not to say comfortable, but not uncomfortable either.

Weaknesses: Her control over nitrogen exists only within the one metre radius from herself. Beyond that, she loses control over her constructs and can exert no further control over nitrogen outside the region; she is no longer able to control any of their aspects, for instance maintain their temperature or alter their direction. Also, she is naturally physically frail, most of her strength being concentrated into her magic rather than her body.

Occupation: Unemployed; first daughter of an Equestrian noble

Gear: Ciergey carries no weapons around with her, but does tend to be often seen wearing a long, flowing off-white dress with a little jewelry.

History: Ciergey, or Cier as she likes to be called (also, she does prefer to be known as Icie among her close friends) was born as the daughter of an Equestrian noble, of the Sergla family. As a result, she was at least somewhat pampered her whole life, with few worries aside from school - and feeding her pet bird - plaguing her. Ever since young, she'd proven to be quite intelligent, scoring well on tests and such, and upon graduation from basic schooling at Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns was offered a scholarship to continue her education.

Despite her intelligence, however, Ciergey was quite lost in terms of things that couldn't be found in her textbooks, such as the real world outside her insulated bubble and even the world inside her. Every day, she was slowly learning more and more about herself, discovering what motivated her, what made her think the way she did, because her thought processes were complex and diametrically opposed enough that she often ended up confusing herself.

In advanced schooling, however, she actually started leaving the safety of her house and school more often, and encountered more people whom she took as friends. For the first time since her birth she discovered what Canterlot looked like outside of her comfort zone. However, with it came a deeper understanding of herself, and she started to feel all sorts of emotions that she would rather not have felt; chiefly, jealousy.

Around her, she saw so many ponies that were better at things than she was. She began to feel very small, and though her friends were often around to cheer her up, sometimes she felt alone and inferior. As a result, she started hanging around her friends more, trying to keep them close and keep her happy. As a result, though, she began to develop feelings for one of her friends in particular; a talented violinist mare named Harmony and the closest to Cier out of their group. After a good two years of struggling with her doubts and inadequacies, Cier finally found the courage to confess, but she was let down. The experience did bring her closer to her friend, though, and with that portion of her life over Cier began to look forward to other things.

She delved deep into political sciences, determined to turn herself into the perfect politician when it came to the time when she had to take over her father's position as a noble. She no longer felt like she should constrain herself to Canterlot, however, and began more extensive travels around Equestria to learn more about what the entire country was like. As of now she is still without a job, but she has collected some contacts and friends from around the nation and hopes to use them to her advantage when she finally ascends to the family title.

Personality: Ciergey's personality is a complicated one, owing to several factors such as her occasional mood swings and secrets buried so deep that even she isn't quite sure what they are, though she slowly uncovers them over time. Her usual demeanor is usually consistent, though. She tends to be friendly around others and is willing to be sociable, though she knows she isn't the best at conversation and can sometimes quieten down to let others fill the silence. She is also very loyal to her close friends, viewing it as a duty of hers to protect them and keep them happy.

However, on a deeper layer, she can be very (secretly) possessive of her friends, getting easily jealous when she sees her close friends having equally close or even closer relationships with others. Having a capacity for scheming and manipulation, as well, can put her into conflict when she debates between what she wants for her friends and what is best for them, and whether or not they might coincide, with the full knowledge that she might well be capable of keeping her friends all to herself. Her jealousy also manifests itself in other scenarios, especially she feels inferior, which is a condition that can trigger very easily.

Ciergey does suffer from, though not to a very extreme extent, self-esteem issues, which she has never learned to fully overcome and can strike her at times, leading to the aforementioned mood swings. Internal conflict and self-doubt are big portions of her personality, and one she battles with on a regular scale.

Despite all this internal strife, however, she absolutely hates to argue with others, and as far as possible prefers to avoid disagreeing with anypony so as to keep their ire directed away from her. However, if she gets truly emotional, this aspect of her can sometimes go out the window.

Current Home: Canterlot

Misc: A short list of Ciergey's quirks:
- Dislikes the taste of sugar
- Is very fond of the taste of salt and cheese, even ridiculously high amounts of them
- Likes the taste of meat, though she is loathe to actually consume it
- Feels closer to friends than family
- Likes to write but less so to read
 - If she does read something though, she'll probably get hooked
- Dislikes the sound made when scratching certain surfaces
- Is mildly uncomfortable when looking down from high places
- Is very uncomfortable when looking up into the sky without cloud cover
- Is uncomfortable around insects of all types, discomfort increases with insect size
- Likes shiny things
- Holds conversations with herself in her mind
- Has a very... flexible sexuality

Ician wrote:

Name: Ciergey Sergla

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- Has a very... flexible sexuality

Yay! Our first official B in the LGBT mosaic!
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Now we just need a G and a T.

Name: Sophie Witherweird
Race: Unicorn
Age: 21
Mane:White
Coat: Black
Cutie mark.: Athame crossed with a Boline wrapped in a ghostly figure of a pony.
Extra details that aren’t needed but are nice to add: As a result of her Northern Heritage, Sophie's coat grows faster and repels water much more than most other ponies. This gives her a very low tolerance to heat, making her very irritable in warm/humid areas.
Distinguishing Features: Sophie is tall and thin, almost to the point of being gaunt. Her coat is also very very shaggy.
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Sophie specializes in magics such as witchcraft and alchemy. She can command spirits to aid her, either for advice or to defend herself in combat. She has near total control over the spirits. While the exact nature of the spirit can vary based on the original species, for the most part spirits are the same. The can affect objects such as clouds, fly, and stun enemies.  Sophie can also imbue spirits with the effects of the various potions she can make, allowing her to 'store' spells and other magical effects in them.
Weaknesses: Sophie is very poor at combat. While she can use various enchantments to improve her abilities, most of her magic takes preparation to cast. She can use spirits to mimic basic spells such as wards, but they don't measure up well in a fair fight.
Occupation: N/A
Gear: Sophie carries saddlebags filled with all manner of material components for spells. The saddlebags are enchanted to allow for light carrying and easy access.
History: Sophie was the lone survivor of a bandit raid on a settlement in the frozen north. Her affinity with spirits allowed the ghosts of her murdered friends and family to raise her to where she could survive on her own, at which point they faded. Afterwards, Sophie trekked across the Frozen North till she found warmer lands, using what little the bandits hadn't taken to start a new life. Or rather, tried to. She attempted to hold a job at a tavern, but her in ability to interact with most others soon force the owner to fire her due to complaints. She traveled, homeless, around Equestria until she arrived at Ponyville via stowing away on a train. Feeling the powerful magics within the Everfree forest, she hopped off the train and headed deep into the forest. When she arrived at a convenient set of ruins, she forged a quick shelter and set spirits to guard her while she slept. After her home was established, she began gathering supplies for magical projects, her goal to one day return to the Frozen North and avenge her friends and family. Until then, she avoids Ponyville and Zecora as much as possible.
Personality: Do to the shock of loosing her friends and family twice, as well as the isolation of the trek across the North, Sophie is very very bad at talking to others. She doesn't understand their motives, and has a hard time valuing them as, from her perspective, she can just talk to them more efficiently when they die.
Current Home: The Everfree Forest.Hollow Shades
Notes: Sophie's magic is based around a mix of alchemy and rune craving. Things like wards of protection, curses, summoning, or simply brewing potions are all more powerful, but require rituals of varying time and complexity. She can use blood, fur, etc to affect other creatures a distance, or store spell/potion effects in the spirits she commands.

Name: Wild Cat.

Race: Earth pony.

Age: 26.

Mane: Short, light brown.

Coat: Dark brown.

Cutie mark.: The print of a cat's paw.

Extra details that aren’t needed but are nice to add: She loves to have her ears scratched. o3o

Distinguishing Features: Her ears and eyes have been altered to be like a cat's.

Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Cat is very agile and quick, and quite clever. She also is quite adept at hoof-to-hoof combat.

Weaknesses: Can't swim. Is not the strongest.

Occupation: Mercenary.

Gear: Steel armor over her lower legs with razor sharp claws on them, enchanted to grip whatever she is touching when she needs them to. A black cloak. A stiletto. Goggles that let her see in the dark as if it was day.

History: Cat was born in Ponyville until she was eleven, where her family moved to Canterlot and she got her first look at the Guard. At fourteen, she found one who was kind enough to teach her to fight until she was sixteen, but then things went wrong as he tricked her into coming to his place to celebrate her winning her first fight against him, and later tried raping her. She had nearly killed him by the time the Guard had gotten there, and he was sent to prison, while she was watched by Guards in case she was unstable. Her life, after that, was rather dull. Later, at twenty-four, she became a Mercenary to have the excuse to use her fighting ability, but always visits home every month or so.

Personality: Friendly, kind, a little flirty, but on the job, she's mostly reclusive and silent.

Current Home: N/A

Misc: Aes's GF's OC.

Lorthalis of Crows wrote:

Name: Sophie Witherweird

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BronzeFog wrote:

Name: Wild Cat.

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Darth Quadro wrote:

Tylus Vilkas

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Name: Golden Facade Solar Venture the High Red Inquisitor, beloved of the people but most just call him Red Dawn
Race: Pegasus
Age: 78 years old but looks like he is 32 years old; thanks to the dragon soul that his mixed with his regular soul.
Mane:A single scarlet red stripe runs down the middle of his mane; sharing the similar qualities of blood running down wounded flesh. Two pure white stripes shimmer like the walls of a church. Next to the two pure white stripes is two beautifully lustrous yellow stripes; sparking like the mid day sun in a cloudless day.
Coat: The similar celestial white hair that makes up his mane is the same for his incandescent fur. A yellow tint can be seen trailing towards some of the ends of his body. Becoming more bright yellow around the hooves and feathers of his wings.
Cutie mark.: A tall, oak wood staff stands ups in the middle of his flank that has on top a golden symbol that resembles the might of the sun.
Extra details that aren’t needed but are nice to add: http://heroworld.gamerhome.net/artwork/h6/hero_class_Haven_Magic_Male.jpg The center one is what his armor looks like.
Distinguishing Features: Having three cuts just over his eye and eye lid after his first battle between him and a feral demon. That taught him to be a little more careful after that happened to him. His wings are a bit larger than regular Pegasus but that in the long run does nothing.
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc):

Powers: As part of his induction into the Inquisitor order he belongs to, Red Dawn was giving extensive training in mental disciplines, giving him an unusual resistance to any attempt to meddle with his mind, especially to induce fear in him or seduce him with baubles or knowledge. As an inquisitor, a commissioned maker of inquiries, part of this training gave him an innate sense of when he's being lied to and through his bond to the young dragon Xalanth, he is able to sense and correctly interpret auras of magic around objects or other living beings. Finally, the bond of familiar between Xalanth and Red Dawn allows the young dragon to mystically join her form and soul to Judgement, transforming it into the sword Comet Fell.
Occupation: A high red Inquisitor that works for the Ahsan Imperium (The church he works for)
Gear: Having achieved the highest level of expertise and rank in his order, Red Dawn was entrusted with two mighty artifacts: the sword Comet Fell, called the Carver of Eternal Agony, and the staff Judgement, called the Defender of Eternal Righteousness. The sword is infused into the staff and can only be drawn forth with the aid of Xalanth. It is rare for this to be needed in his ordinary duties, for Judgement can protect the innocent, returning their strength to them when exhausted and driving disease and affliction from them. It will hasten the hooves of the righteous at his command and give them the strength to accomplish things far beyond them normally. Finally, it is able to drive the demon and the undead before it, breaking their hold on the innocent and setting a fire of irresistible agony in their flesh until they flee before him.

When it isn't enough to merely defend, cleanse, and support the innocent, or when Judgement is not enough to drive the foe, Xalanth permits Red dawn to draw forth Coment Fell to avenge the righteous when Judgement cannot protect them. It is infused with pure light through the inherent bond with the dragon that allows it to be drawn and will cut deeply into the demonic hide and the undead flesh alike. With an effort of will, it will sunder any blade but for the greatest and most magical, and it can plunge deep into the soul itself, severing the chains of evil and freeing the innocent from wicked torments, For the wicked, the Judgement within shines forth and binds them with ponderous chains representing their every sin, leaving them naked and helpless before the will of the Inquisitor. It is a mighty power--and it costs him dearly, draining his strength and wearing him in soul and spirit so long as it is manifest. Comet Fell is for defense alone and cannot be used on the offense, lest it be lost to him forever.

Judgement appears as a tall, oak wood staff with a golden symbol that resembles the might of the sun atop it. Seven points represent the seven powers invested into it, and the top of the symbol carries a larger point that bears the burden of holding the biggest power and the most used power he has. In the center of the symbol lies a smaller, sliver version of the large symbol but with a circle surrounding an eight pointed pure white gem known as the Tear of Asha. As to Comet Fell, the only ones who ever gaze upon it are in no position to speak of it. He also carries his righteous armor and a bag full of small trinkets and healing agents.
History: Born into poverty his parents didn’t have the money to carry a child being the stonemasons they were. Given to the monastery to protect their child from the possibility of being hurt during their work he was raised by the clerics. During that time he began to show possible ability in the arts of holy magic. Being honed for the task he went on trials to prove himself worthy of a dragon familiar. Over time he gained the honor of Xalanth the silver dragon whose soul was bounded to his soul to make him gain more of the powers of Holy Magic. More years of training made his work all the more honed on the enemies that would dare strike upon the church. During that time he helped in any way he could but trials always seems to strike deep at the heart and that is what happened during the first mission he ever went on. Seeing the innocent die shook his heart then he went with the determination to bring judgment to those of evil.
Personality: Strong, determined, and willing to help those that need the work done for him. Always sacrificing his own gain for others he wanted to make others be healed from their sins. The protection of others has always been a big part of his life and he doesn’t let anyone get in the way of that goal. Some call him naïve but he always means good in the end to bring glory to all those around him
Current Home:None, he wanders back and forth
Misc: He shares a telepathic bond with Xalanth so they always remain in contact
Familiar:Xalanth, The sword of judgment is a sliver dragon wyrmling that can sniff out illusions and shape shifters. Connected to Red Dawn through their minds the female dragon is willing to give up her life for her best friend. A friendship formed in the blood and righteousness they go out into the world together as one.

Xalanth:

Two Sides of the Coin wrote:

Name: Golden Facade Solar Venture the High Red Inquisitor, beloved of the people but most just call him Red Dawn

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General Powers: When ordered Xalanth's form and soul will float high into the air before descending down into the staff. The energy fused between them grows and transforms the staff of Judgment into the sword Comet fell. Without Xalanth the transformation wouldn't happen.  Being an Inquisitor he had training in mental fortitude, being able to resist seduction and fear against him. His ears have been trained to listen for the slight inflections in the voice when ponies speak to him. Their words tell him about their character and if they are lying to him or not. Having an innate ability to sense the auras of powerful magic that resides in either ponies or object that allows him to determine if it is safe or not. Just as strong as he is mind he is in body, needing to carry his armor and all the weapons he has can be tiring on a normal pony but the trials of the Pericardium made him stronger. When his mind is focused on the battle at hoof there is no stopping him until he succumbs to his wounds but pain is hardly noticed on his rock solid body.

Staff Related: Upon each of the points on the staff is where the powers come from. The part of the staff will glow bright when the spell is in use but he has a limit of three spell he can cast at a time.
1) Endurance: A surge of energy washes over the pony he casts it on filling them with the energy to continue their work. Physically it looks like a rock forms around them then crumbles away.
2) Divine Strength: A wave of relief flows over a pony's form, helping them overcome any problems with weight. Their muscles become strong enough to deal with their problems. Vitality becomes their keystone and allows them to strike harder then before with each swing or attack.
3) Cleansing: The very presence around a person soon gets replaced by the shining light of  a holy word. Removing the taint of evil from the good folk.
4) Haste: The speed of their hooves moves faster now empowered with the will of light. Doubling their steps along the path.

Sword Related: His sword is infused with holy magic; making each swing strike deeper into any foe he attacks. The sheer power that courses through the sword he has. The light cuts finer then any blade but takes energy to do so.
1) Heaven’s Light: He swipes his sword into the heavens taking his foes with him before he slices a few more times; cutting away the darkness that comes from their hearts.Cutting ties and evil that resides inside another.   
2) Divine Retribution: Jumps high into the air before slamming down on the target. Sliver chains form around the pony and hold them to the earth. Each link is a symbol of the weight of sins they carry around. More sin equals more weight upon their bodies.

Weaknesses:
General weaknesses
When combine Xalanth becomes exhausted from the sheer burden of being his sword so there is a limited amount of time that he can be the sword before needing to rest.
Staff Weaknesses
Being only able to cast three spells and only on those that want the spell to be cast on. He can’t force the spell on them unless it is a turning spell and that is good for the undead or demons. Using too many spells could hurt him so he has to be careful not to do over the top things. He can only have one instance of a spell and he can’t cast it on himself. None of those spells can do damage and are only good for others.
Sword Weaknesses
The sword is more powerful yes but can’t use it for a long amount of time. He can’t use the same spells of the staff either and it takes a fair amount out of him to use the swords as well. He loses a major of his powers thanks to the need of the sword. He can only use it in defense and never attack otherwise it separates the staff from the dragon.

Since you are somehow incapable of following instructions, I'm going to edit this section myself and because you failed to obey, you get to be stuck with the changes I make. But read this very carefully: I will not make him any less powerful than you have.

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Occupation: A high red Inquisitor that works for the Ahsan Imperium (The church he works for)

OK... so talk about this church. Since the world of Equestria has only two figures that could be regarded as gods, this church must adhere to them somehow. Or it, like Buddhism, is a religion of philosophy rather that deity. But you've made this character an inquisitor, a figure associated with the Catholic faith whose role was to seek out heresy and expel it, often employing extensive inquiry (hence the name). If you're making your character a Catholic official in a non-Catholic church, you need to explain the church and what role an inquisitor has within.


Again: I will not reduce your character's powers. But since you will not obey or somehow are unable to format this section properly, I will do it myself. The issue of the church is something you will have to resolve yourself.

Name: Clover

Race: raven

Gender: female

Age: 6

Extra Details: she often leaves a trail of green things wherever she goes

Distinguishing Features: a green band around her ankle

Specialty: language, literacy, and some artistic ability

Weaknesses: somewhat vain, greedy, not very forgiving,

Gear: a pencil

History: Given she’s a raven, I feel her life history is simple enough for three or four bullet points
• hatched and was a raven
• at 5 years old, she was captured and tagged
• she saw a pencil, got interested, and doodled all over the tagger’s notebook
• tagger decided to teach her the letter “R”; soon enough, Clover learned the alphabet and some words; most of the only reason this worked initially is because Clover learned that she could get stuff using words like “food”
• she was named, and taught her name, Clover, named after Clover the Clever (it helped that her favorite color is green)
• while she was released, Clover now hangs around much closer to pony society, and loving to read, talk, doodle, and learn

okay, that was six, but whatever ^u^

Personality: curious, friendly, playful and sometimes mischievous, intelligent, clever and inventive, gets snappy when interrupted with her reading, drawing, etc., loves the color green

Virtue:

Current Home:

Misc:

veryveryfluttershy wrote:

Name: Clover

Race: Raven

NEVERMORE! O_O;


You have discovered one of my greatest weaknesses, Very. I am... a corvidphile.

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Name: Ether Philosophiae while his professional name is Dr. Ether
Race: Unicorn
Age: 32
Mane: Soot colored hair that reaches down to the lower neck and is scruffy around the edges.
Coat: Walnut-brown
Cutie mark.: The vague shape of a heart but full of gears, springs and cogs (Right here)
Extra details that aren’t needed but are nice to add: He carries a silver pocket watch with a sliver chain that leads into his heavy brown coat. The myositis causes his muscles to be swollen around his limbs and atrophied.
Distinguishing Features: A thick, bushy, soot colored old dutch beard covers his neck and chin. Across his face some of the color is drained away, making his fur lighter; mostly around his nose bridge and forehead.
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Ether is an expert in studying biological parts of animals and then reverse engineering them as clockwork machines, using those machines to improve his own body such as legs that allow him to stand up on his back legs and maintain walking on two legs.
Weaknesses: Relying mostly on his gear to get him out of a tight jam he wouldn't be able to fight without that gear. Time in the lab doesn't do wonders for one's skill with a blade or fists. His underdeveloped muscles would be his down fall in any sort of fight that he was required to fight without access his gear.  
Occupation: Royal Physician to the Princesses.  
Gear:Most of the time it varies from day to day but generally there is a few items that he more commonly uses. One of the items is featureless tan shoulder bag that contains empty vials and examining tools. The second item is a specially made spring launcher, based off the ability of the Cone Snail to shoot out a small projectile he has done the same to the launcher; being able to fire large needles that can be filled with liquid if wanted. Third is an exoskeleton hidden under the heavy brown coat. That exoskeleton holds the weight of his devices and provides support to his myositis inflicted body. The fourth one is boots with small springs and suspension in them, allowing him to jump distances a little tiny bit more then then he normally would be able to.
History:Ether was born to a loving couple but his father's job as a doctor took time away from his wife. Being forced to raise Ether by herself she took it upon herself to teach him everything he would need to know. The first few years of his life started out as a pretty standard childhood but a disease known as myositis made it a bit harder to move or breath. His mother worked around the house, making sure that the home was always at its cleanest while Ether was left to his own thoughts. Playing with a few assorted toys that puzzled him as a small foal. The strange shapes of triangles and squares never fit together but over time Ether began to arrange patterns in the squares and triangles. Those patterns began to be close to things he saw around the house but when it came to animals he couldn't ever get it just right. Years began to pass by to the point that he was a small colt going to his first day at school.

At the first day at school he came across a road killed animal. The horrible sight of animal guts splayed across the ground didn't bother him. Something about the animal made him wonder what was the meaning of the animals. This question continued all the way past his childhood and all the way into teenager-hood. Given more freedom over his own life he pursued the studies of being a doctor like his father.

He did well in the school, always just above the norm of students in the school but when it came to physiology there was no other in his class that could match his skill at identification. Spending more and more time with books and his teacher the knowledge he gained made him wonder. During one of the nights he went down into the mortuary. In the darkened room he found one of the bodies dissected, not passing up the chance to study the pony body further he got to work like an excited child. Cataloging and arranging the parts of the body he wondered even more... he had heard that the nerve system ran something like electricity so he tried it out. Hooking up a heart to a pump and a machine that would sent electrical pulses to the heart. Starting up the machine he noticed that the heart beat softly but leaked a tiny bit on the side. Taking a needle he sowed up the cuts on the side but as he did that one of the doctors stumbled upon what he thought was the workings of a mad pony.
Expelled from the school he was soon cast out by his father, Ether grew cold and bitter in the harsh winter. A little lost in his own life he began to search out for a calling. He loved his father's books on the biology of ponies but he couldn't be a doctor. His father had taken so much from him but why did he do that? That question burned away into his skull as  he continued on with the intent to get by in his life.

Searching more and more for a possible job he one day ran into a prominent scientist that studied the body and wrote the book that he loved reading. The chance of meeting his favorite pony was all to much and thanks to his knowledge of the body he landed a job as an assistant. Helping the doctor he learned much more about the body but one thing stood out to him. The tools that he used was somewhat similar to the bones of the animals they would dissect. Making a few changes he realized that he could make parts just like the body. Something was sparked within his heart, he wanted to do even more and he began to find out more about what he could do until one day he made a heart out of gears and that is when his cutie mark appeared.
Personality: A bit cold and doesn't trust others because sometimes others would try to take from him. He is calculating type that will pursue problems with endless logic, pushing aside limitations and other faults of his body to achieve his goals at any cost. To those he is loyal as friends there is no better one to have as a friend for he will be always careful about your heath and provide the needed treatment. He seems like he is the high and mighty scientist that you would ready in a bed time novel. Not the most likable person but can be tolerated. Life has mysteries and he will unlock them one at a time.
Current Home: Personal laboratory in Canterlot
Misc: He is currently trying his hoof at painting in hopes of stirring his creativity.

Name: Lumos Step
Race: Kelpie
Age: 19
Mane:Grey
Coat:Blue
Cutie mark.:A tombstone surrounded by swirling water
Extra details that aren’t needed but are nice to add:
Distinguishing Features: Lumos has cyan webbing along her hooves and tail. She also has omnivorous teeth. Apart from that, she appears as a unicorn.
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Lumos can control and shape water, such as forming a spear or creating tendrils to drag someone under. She can dissolve herself into water, reforming if, for example, the water is evaporated.
Weaknesses: Lumos is greatly weakened the further she gets away from water, and is weak to iron.
Occupation: Drowning sailors, painting.
Gear: A set of waterproof saddlebags,  a dagger, and a short bow with arrows.
History: Lumos step was originally born at sea, shortly before the ship she was born was wrecked. Sea fae decided to raise Lumos as their own. Her prolonged exposure to fae magic eventually morphed her body and magic. Once the sea fae discovered her abilities, they began training her in magic. Lumos picked up the skills quite quickly, eventually earning her cutie mark in water magics. Since she was old enough to be left to her own devices, she as traveled around the waterways of various nations, sightseeing. During one of her treks, she encountered a mage by the name of Tarnished Silver. He was able to fend off her attacks, despite constant persistence on her part in trying to kill him as he smuggled goods up and down a river in the Everfree. Eventually, they took on an amicable relationship, with him teaching her how to paint. That relationship ended when she was finally able to catch him off guard and drown him in the river. This caused unexpected remorse for her, driving her to create her first major painting of the scene of his drowning. She then bartered the goods he had been carrying to another pony to have the painting delivered to a Canterlot art gallery, where it was bought by Tarnished's family.
Personality: Every bit as capricious as the ocean, but more susceptible to bribes. Very adept liar.
Current Home: Any body of water.
Misc:

Two Sides of the Coin wrote:

Name: Ether Philosophiae while his professional name is Dr. Ether

Good enough for government work. Approved.

Lorthalis of Crows wrote:

Name: Lumos Step

Approved.

Name: Juliar Septim
Race: Zebra
Age: 20
Mane: Striped, black and white
Coat: As above
Cutie mark.: Glyph

Extra details that aren’t needed but are nice to add:(Creator note: the character is being made in anticipation of Doomande/Sweetcake's RP set in Roam, and can be modified for use in other RPs to fit the canon.)
History: Born into a middle class family, he wanted to be a legionare in his home since a very small age. He got his wish at the age of 17, when--young and headstrong--he tried to join up with the Roaman militia, and was accepted. He quickly passed through the training days and now is beginning his career as a member of the civil legions. He has applied for a transfer to the city's main battle legions, but it hasn't yet been approved.
Distinguishing Features: He's too clean, clearly not a career soldier yet.
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): He's a soldier, and carries the strengths and knowledge thereof. However, he is a young and green soldier and will often act without thinking.
Weaknesses: Mortality, and his inexperience.
Occupation: Soldier in the Roaman Civic legions
Gear: Common Civic legion armor and weaponry, as well as rations, a crested ring as a family memento, and a small amount of money.
Personality: If it hasn't been said yet: Young and headstrong, jumps at the opportunity for some action(any action), and would probably hit the moon(blasphemy in some cultures) at the opportunity to join the field legions and go to war. He's easy to bore, simple to excite, and quick to lose interest. Traits that help in the mayhem of combat, not so much on guard duty.
Current Home: Civic Legion Barracks, Roam

Name: Celestial Dray (Typically called "Sella" because of her name's close resemblance to Princess Celestia's)
Race: Unicorn
Age: 28
Mane: Golden Blonde
Coat: Silver
Cutie Mark:

Extra details that aren’t needed but are nice to add: Sella wears her golden mane trimmed relatively short in something approximating a pixie cut.
Distinguishing Features: Sella is distinct for always wearing clothing of some kind that fully covers her body. Often this is her armor but when she's being more casual, this is a simple white tabard with the image of a dragon coiled around a staff on her chest.
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Sella excels in using her telekinetic magic to duel in close quarters with foes, typically non-pony, with a bade and kite shield. She has very little facility with conventional spells, instead using her unicorn magic to project and shape force in a variety of directions and with a variety of uses. Her favorite is forming a luminous crescent of power with a very thin edge and projecting it out along the swung path of her blade, giving the illusion that she used the sword to project the attack.
Weaknesses: Hot-headed, impulsive, and given to intimidating displays of power that are as much pure show as practical, Sella is easily baited in combat and tends to exhaust herself rapidly. Combined with a pigheaded disposition, this makes her a powerful, courageous, and dangerous foe but also one that flares brightly and burns out quickly. Out of combat, she's often got more bravado than is good for her, although the ponies that aren't driven away by her talk and dramatic persona tend to become very attached and very loyal to her.
Occupation: Second Swordsmith at the armory that supplies the Royal Guard. Secret adherent of the Dusk Wardens.
Gear: A set of full unadorned articulated plate-mail and helm, hoof-and-a-half sword, kite shield, arming coat, tabard.

History: Along with her twin sister Lunara ("Ara") Dray,  Sella is the latest scion of a very long line of ponies going back to the conflict between Celestia and Luna that formed an oathbound pair of orders: the Dusk Wardens with a more combat orientation that took as their vow the protection of the common pony from the ravages of the conflict; and the Dawnlight Inquisition who took as their vow the seeking of truth in aid of the common pony to protect them against more mundane evils such as crime, graft, and deception. The founder of the Wardens was a noble named Alabaster Flask, and the founder of the Inquisition his childhood friend (and eventual wife) Crimson Dart who was a commoner but highly regarded among the nobility for her spotless record of fairness as a circuit judge. Together, husband and wife gathered like-minded ponies to see to the aid and protection of the ordinary pony who had no part in Celestia and Luna's dispute and were harmed by what the pair saw as a puerile fight over whether Sun or Moon should reign. The creed in common between them was "Neither Sun of light and warmth / Nor Moon of beauty and dreams / But both in kind and always" and they were studiously neutral between the two, celebrating the victory of Celestia while mourning as Luna was cast onto her moon and imprisoned.

Even after the event that started them was done with, the Wardens and Inquisition continued because while the conflict between goddess was done, the ordinary pony still needed to be shielded from beasts and other physical dangers, as well as the same crime and lies that could oppress them in more subtle ways. Alabaster and Crimson believed that making their mission public and well-known would turn them into a sensation and entangle them in politics and nettlesome scrutiny and detract from their intended service to the  weak, the helpless, and the downtrodden. As such, they created a regime of secrecy and heritage: membership would be passed down along family lines, as would fully knowledge of the twin orders. Neither would hide necessarily, but they'd work assiduously to remain obscure and largely unknown to the wider population. Both this legacy of battle and of truth-seeking passed from one generation to the next, always quietly, always humbly, the corrupt expelled from the orders and their evil exposed without making the secretive associations known.

In time, the legacies would pass to the twin sisters Celestial and Lunara Dray who were commissioned to the Wardens and Inquisition respectively. Sella took to her heritage with reluctance at first. She wished nothing more than to be a master swordmaker and become known for her gifts with the forge than any facility with battle. But growing up attending public schools and seeing numerous examples of the bigger children being cruel and even hurting the smaller filled her with an appreciation for the philosophy of taking up arms to fight for those that could not. Even the most basic of techniques from the millenia-stretching legacy of Alabaster Flask made Sella many times the brawler and fighter than the bullies were, and the bad ponies swiftly came to know her (and her sister, albeit for different reasons) and left her and her charges alone. With instruction in fighting, however, came relentless instruction in discipline and while she was of very average intelligence, Sella earned top marks consistently by substituting hard work for inborn talent. Even as she took up her duties to the Wardens, therefor, she was fulfilling her dream to be a swordsmith of note and swiftly rose to be a journeyman to the master swordsmith that worked for the Royal Guard.
Personality: Brash, highly confident, extremely stubborn, bluntly honest, and highly protective of those that she sees as weak or in need of a strong hoof to protect them.
Current Home: With her sister in a cottage on the outskirts of Canterlot.

Name: Lunara Dray (Typically called "Ara" because of her name's close resemblance to Princess Luna's)
Race: Unicorn
Age: 28
Mane: Golden Blonde
Coat: Silver
Cutie Mark:

Extra details that aren’t needed but are nice to add: Ara wears her golden mane long with various simple ornaments woven into it.
Distinguishing Features: Ara always appears to be smiling to some degree or another. Having no issue at all with wearing very little, she is nonetheless very shy about her slender and attractive carriage. She always wears a pendent with a ruby inside a rectangle lantern around her neck on a golden chain, the symbol of her status as an Inquisitor.
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Ara's gifts are entirely in seeing what is hidden and using small amounts of magic to augment her senses and allow her better use of her training in sensing lies and ferreting out truth. She has a facility with spells that her sister lacks, concentrating primarily on cantrips that can be used in a utilitarian fashion, and spells of healing and defense to keep her safe as she carries out the duties of a Dawnlight Inquisitor.
Weaknesses: Quiet, soft-spoken, and looking visibly incapable of self-defense, Ara projects a sense of being an easy target and amusing prey for many of the criminals she encounters. While she's shockingly good at taking care of herself, her projected weakness invites a great deal of conflict and has an unfortunate effect of sometimes endangering the ponies she's trying to help because thugs associate the innocent ponies with the quiet mare projecting signals of "I am prey".
Occupation: Municipal Judge. Secret adherent of the Dawnlight Inquisition.
Gear: An enchanted lantern that can dissipate and protect against spells meant to deceive in any way, a long violet robe with red trim and a full-face mask to conceal her identity, and a small dull misericorde that breaks spells of magical binding or hindrance through physical contact.

History: Along with her twin sister Celestial ("Sella") Dray,  Lunara is the latest scion of a very long line of ponies going back to the conflict between Celestia and Luna that formed an oathbound pair of orders: the Dusk Wardens with a more combat orientation that took as their vow the protection of the common pony from the ravages of the conflict; and the Dawnlight Inquisition who took as their vow the seeking of truth in aid of the common pony to protect them against more mundane evils such as crime, graft, and deception. The founder of the Wardens was a noble named Alabaster Flask, and the founder of the Inquisition his childhood friend (and eventual wife) Crimson Dart who was a commoner but highly regarded among the nobility for her spotless record of fairness as a circuit judge. Together, husband and wife gathered like-minded ponies to see to the aid and protection of the ordinary pony who had no part in Celestia and Luna's dispute and were harmed by what the pair saw as a puerile fight over whether Sun or Moon should reign. The creed in common between them was "Neither Sun of light and warmth / Nor Moon of beauty and dreams / But both in kind and always" and they were studiously neutral between the two, celebrating the victory of Celestia while mourning as Luna was cast onto her moon and imprisoned.

Even after the event that started them was done with, the Wardens and Inquisition continued because while the conflict between goddess was done, the ordinary pony still needed to be shielded from beasts and other physical dangers, as well as the same crime and lies that could oppress them in more subtle ways. Alabaster and Crimson believed that making their mission public and well-known would turn them into a sensation and entangle them in politics and nettlesome scrutiny and detract from their intended service to the  weak, the helpless, and the downtrodden. As such, they created a regime of secrecy and heritage: membership would be passed down along family lines, as would fully knowledge of the twin orders. Neither would hide necessarily, but they'd work assiduously to remain obscure and largely unknown to the wider population. Both this legacy of battle and of truth-seeking passed from one generation to the next, always quietly, always humbly, the corrupt expelled from the orders and their evil exposed without making the secretive associations known.

In time, the legacies would pass to the twin sisters Celestial and Lunara Dray who were commissioned to the Wardens and Inquisition respectively. Unlike her sister, Ara threw herself into every facet of her heritage from the very moment she learned of it. An enthusiastic and driven student of the reverence for truth and fairness that Crimson Dart brought to her order, Ara rapidly mastered the entirely mundane methods that Crimson taught to discern truth and separate wheat from chaff when considering information. From the very beginning of her life in school, Ara was one of the targets for bullies that drove Sella to embrace the heritage of the Wardens. But like her sister, the bullies quickly learned to give Ara a wide berth because the slight filly had a scary tendency to ferret out their darkest secrets (not particularly hard when your target is still a child and you've been learning how to extract the truth from adults) and hold them over their heads. The natural student that Sella never was, Ara aimed at a more intellectually lofty goal: the robes of a judge so that she could do with the full sanction of the Dual Thrones what she did "off the clock" in service to Crimson Dart's ideals.

Highly intelligent, she was able to pass the crushingly difficult entrance exams for Hossford and began a rapid ascent towards the office of a municipal judge and then further. Her highly idealistic view of the law and justice made her professors wary of encouraging her, feeling that she'd be unprepared for the hard truth of an imperfect world. Ara, however, was no naif and was more familiar with the ugly side of the world than any of her professors due to her dedication of the Inquisition. Much to the surprise of these professors, Municipal Judge Dray developed a courtroom presence that often cowed defendants despite the fact that she never did anything more threatening than watch them quietly from the bench. Her intellect and Inquisitorial training earned her a reputation for being unsparingly just while also scrupulously fair and many agree that the municipal judgeship is the stepping stone for the secret Inquisitor that Lunara Dray desires it to be.
Personality: Quiet, very warm and kind, soft-spoken, but with great strength of presence and personality behind her eyes, those she encounters in the course of her public life respect her and those she aids in her secret life are swiftly coming to love her.
Current Home: With her sister in a cottage on the outskirts of Canterlot.

Again, I am tasked to take Dual's place for judging Dual herself, and again, I must point out how odd it feels. But here I go...

Name: Celestial Dray wrote:

Lunara Dray wrote:

Nothing wrong here except for a minor grammatical error that I chose to fix for you, Dual. A couple fine approved characters. o3o

Fifrein wrote:

Name: Juliar Septim

Approved.

Name: Squeeky Socameessah Skalathrax (Sephy)
   Race: Contract Demon
   Age: 3000
   Mane: Swampy Green
   Coat: Mud Brown.
   Cutie mark.: A Black scroll with red ink symbols.
   Extra details that aren’t needed but are nice to add:
   Distinguishing Features: Small horns on his head, tail is made of fire unless he wills it into a normal tail.
   Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Sephy has the authority to make official contracts between mortals and other denizens of Tartarus. He can summon Tartarus scrolls regardless of the anything that would otherwise prevent it. Apart from this, Sephy is a powerful Abjurationist, capable of quickly setting up complex and potent wardings.
   Weaknesses: Sephy is weaker than most demons, and is burned by silver.
   Occupation: Sephy spends most of his time scouting out desperate mortals to pressure int a contract.
   Gear: None.
   History: Sephy was originally the soul of Silver Disk, a powerful Canterlot noble. He had sold his soul to a contract demon to set up good lives for his younger relatives before the many scams hs family was built upon fell apart. Sephy began his life in Tartarus as an imp in the service of the contract demon he had originally contacted. He worked his way up the rank, one mortal at a time. Eventually, he maneuvered his superior into a shaky contract with Prince Blueblood. The contract fell apart, with Tartarus paying a heavy price for no gain. Sephy was given his superior's post.

   Personality: Sephy varies his personality based on the mortal. His real "self" does its best to maintain detachment from mortals outside of his job, lest he become sympathetic to their plights.
   Current Home: Tartarus
   Misc:

Lorthalis of Crows wrote:

Name: Squeeky Socameessah Skalathrax (Sephy)

I like it, way much.

Name: Dirge Naadir
Race:"Wearers of the Flesh" Pegasus
Age:Unknown, in his flesh form he looks like he is 28 years old
Mane: Dark Grey. In Skeleton: Fluorescent Green
Coat: Obsidian Black. In Skeleton: No Fur  
Cutie mark.: In Flesh:

Spoiler:

In Skeleton:

Spoiler:

(The building on the right in the front)
Extra details that aren’t needed but are nice to add: When in the flesh form his mane is kept about to his upper neck. In skeleton form all signs of fur are gone and replaced with flowing, fluorescent green mist.
Distinguishing Features: Dirge Naadir always carries an aura of dread around him. That feeling of something just isn't quite right while red eyes are always searching for something. He always wears a sliver necklace with a light green gem in a shape of a skull. The gem resides in the center of the necklace around his neck. Somewhat muscular in stature, he stands about as tall as big mac. When in the skeleton form he is as tall as Celestia.
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): First off he can  trade his mortal form for his skeleton form with the muttering of a few words to the gem in his necklace. In the skeleton form he can wreak havoc on his foes with his sword. The skeleton form can be slain but it rises again over and over if his sword isn't dealt with accordingly. Though most of the power doesn't come from his skeleton form, it comes from the sword he carries. On the sword is six runes he can activate but only one at a time. If he touches another with his form they will feel the effect of the rune activated. The effects of the runes include weakness, making the afflicted's movements sluggish, rotting away their armor, induces crippling fear in them, inflicts pain where touched, and obscuring their vision.

Weaknesses: His mortal flesh is his biggest weakness, when he is mortal he is subjected to all the effects of being living. He needs to eat, drink, and all that are living do. He can only transform when a clear threat is ahead or when someone has the intent of killing him.  When he is in the skeleton form he has one major weakness, the first is his sword. When the sword is removed from him he is weakened and can’t cast any of his spells. When the sword breaks it kills him instantly.

Occupation: Doesn’t have one, sometimes does guard work but most ignore him.
Gear: None on his flesh but when in a skeleton form he wears plate armor and wields a giant great sword with runes written on the flat of the blade.
History:He was a foal born to a family that was kept under the thumb of a bat pony robber that would raid their house for food. The poor foal was the child of two loving farmers; they loved him and cared all they could for him. One evening, when the bat pony was carrying out his normal robbery, an accident occurred that ended in the death of the foal. His grief-stricken parents buried their child in an unmarked grave, the pain so immense that they couldn't bear to see his name on a tombstone.

Killed nearly two centuries ago, those that knew the foal died in the passing generations. All that  remained was the unmarked grave outside of the home. In time, evil magic would engulf his body, leaving behind a damned soul to wander the realm between life and death. Having no memory of hsi previous like the poor foal wandered without purpose, not sure where he was going. This continued for many years until  one day when he felt the draw of the magic pulling him into a skeleton.

Suddenly he found himself stuck within the confines of a bone body. Holding his hoof high above his head he watched as a young necromancer came over to his side with an evil grin on his face. The necromancer called him a name, Dirge Naadir, that would stick with him for the rest of his life. Fearing what the necromancer would do to him he lashed out with the closet weapon he could find. That weapon was a mystical great sword that cleaved the very spirit from the necromancer's body. The bones that was his body fell forwards into the flesh allowing him to gain the flesh that was the necromancer. Living once again he was utterly confused with what had happened and what his purpose was in the world. Wandering once again he traveled away into the new world.
Personality: Cold and harsh in his words. When a skeleton he doesn’t take lightly with others when the objective can be completed. Always on the guard and offensive he is ready to fight off those that would dare purify his body. Trapped in the skeleton form he slays those that would put themselves over him. When in the flesh form he is much more cordial, he will act accordable in society but he won’t go out and socialize with everyone he sees.
Current Home:None, he roams on the world.
Misc: He loves a good song and a good fight to pass the time.

Two Sides of the Coin wrote:

Name: Dirge Naadir

I feel horribly sad for this character, considering what happened to him as a child. The cutie mark for the flesh form still doesn't show up and I'll need to get you to show me how to find it so I can help this. But otherwise, this character is approved.

Name: Aushfer

Race: Griffon (Hummingbird/White Tiger mix)

Age: 41

Mane: Hummingbird front body various tinges of blue to purple (reference for visual aid)

Coat: White tiger back body

Cutie mark.: N/A

Extra details that aren’t needed but are nice to add: Due to having a hummingbirds wing structure Aushfer is capable of hovering in place flawlessly as well as flying backwards.

Distinguishing Features: Aside from being a rare hummingbird griffon as opposed to a species of eagle, hawk or owl (which are more common in modern griffons) Aushfer has a number of nicks and scars on her body from years of combat, including a long scratch going halfway down her beak.

Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Aushfer is a former soldier who found work afterwards as a body guard. As such she is highly skilled at combat and security details, able to plan out safe routes for civilians and has her reaction times and eyesight trained to near perfection to properly protect her marks.

Aushfer is skilled with a wide variety of weapons but favors her bo staff.

Weaknesses: Aushfer has suffered some nagging injuries over her years of service and work; most prominently a wound to the stomach, while healed up now, leaves her vulnerable to serious injury if she takes a hard shot to the stomach.

Occupation: Bodyguard

Gear: Her bo staff is her weapon of choice that she usually has with her. Usually wears the same beige bomber jacket.

History: Aushfer was, like all griffons of able body, trained to do military service from a young age. After her mandatory year Aushfer decided she liked the military life and stayed on to be a soldier in the griffon army, occasionally she was offered other positions but she turned them down for a love of being deployed in the field.

As she grew older Aushfer started to pick up some nagging injuries that left her less and less able to be deployed on a regular basis, finally culminating in a stomach wound that left her unable to take a blow to the lower torso. She was subsequently retired with honors.

Not one to get comfortable with retirement, Aushfer quickly started finding work as a bodyguard for Griffon lords and rich business owners. It was during this time that she repeatedly encountered the by then notorious Hoodwink, who she regularly fought against but was always eluded by. Despite this, her run ins with him ended up giving her work because while she was never able to capture Hoodwink she usually detected him fast enough to prevent himself stealing what he came for.

Years later, after the famous Hoodwink had seemingly left, Aushfer saw an upswing in business as he supposedly returned. It didn't take long for Aushfer to know this was not the same thief she had pursued and she soon found out Purse Cutter was the new Hoodwink; rather than reignite the frustration she felt at her father Aushfer instead befriended Purse Cutter and became one of her trusted allies, to be called on whenever she was able.

Personality: Aushfer has a blood lust, a fact which she has no problem admitting. While she doesn't enjoy death she enjoys the rush of battle, and will be bored if she's winning too easily, preferring a more even fight. This carries over into her bodyguard work, where she looks forward to times where she does have to stop problem causers.

Despite that blood lust though Aushfer is not the kind of person who actively tries to cause fights; if one happens to arise she will savor it but she knows there is a time and a place for battle. Her alliance with Purse Cutter came about due to her being older and wiser, seeing the benefits of befriending the new Hoodwink rather than pointlessly pursuing her.

Current Home: A house in Griffingham (a city on the border of Griffon and Pony territory).

Misc: