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Name: Lightning Storm

Race: Pegasi

Age: 24

Mane: White with grey highlights

Coat: Grey

Cutie mark.: A lightning bolt and a bow

Extra details that aren't needed but are nice to add: None

Distinguishing Features: None

Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): His cutie mark shows his natural natural quickness and precision. Lightning is able to move clouds with a magic field. His field can give more energy into the clouds making them turn into storm clouds and lightning bolts. Lightning is also able to hold said bolts and can change its shape to anything he want allowing it to branch out into smaller bolts to stun enemies. Can also use the clouds as fog cover to sneak up on people and is also able to feel anything inside the fog as long it goes over their body. He also can use markers that act as waypoint for him to teleport in between. This allows him to port a quickly and accurately at a thought.

Weaknesses: Excessive use causes his headaches which can make his storm to go out of control or his lightning bolt to branch out without him wanting to. Without his magic protecting him he runs into the risk of being electrocuted by his lightning.  He can control more clouds than he can actually convert into lightning bolt which can break through the magic he has protecting him given enough time. Changing the lightning bolts shape takes up more energy. He can't do both his lightning and teleportation at the same time and can only have up to the markers. More would cause him into losing a body part during the teleportation. Markers only stay on for about an hour two and require physical contact with object.

Occupation: Shadowbolt

Gear: His jacket and the knives that are inside of his jacket

History: Lightning joined the start up program for the special ops group called the Shadowbolts that was brought back shortly after Princess Luna returned. During, his time there he learned his teleportation technique and advanced weather control. He has already passed his trainingand is there if his sister, Storm Blower, needs him.

Personality: He is normally silly and cracks some lame jobs at times. While he my seem that way on the outside, internally he is panicking and is trying to hide it. But he does act silly around people that he's comfortable with as well or just want to mess with.

Virtue: Laughter

Current Home: Canterlot

                       

Name: Blade Shield

Race: Unicorn

Age: 20

Mane: Brown

Coat/Skin Tone: Green

Cutie mark: The eye of Horus

Distinguishing Features: None

Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Blade is able to manipulate raw energy by binding it inside of a field of magic which he uses to create constructs which he can use with a good amount of skill.These constructs' shape can change with a single thought. While, these can be used to be morphed into almost any shape though there are limits. The constructs need to be focused on so they don't suddenly release the energy inside of themselves and fade away. The size of the constructs are limited to being either at or under a hundred yards. In fights Blade's constructs are mostly basic things like barriers since he has to think of the details for it to get more complex. His barriers are able to take most gunfire though rounds from a rifle will shatter and face away. Blade is able to wrap a construct around himself and to protect himself though heavy hits will still be felt to a lesser degree. So, if a sledgehammer hit a barrier not around him the construct would only crack, but if it was around him it would fade due to the pain of being hit from a sledgehammer, since while lessen it would still break a few bones.

He has also tried to do things that are not constructs such as temporary physical enchantments on himself and energy conversion. The enchantments are basically Blade pouring his magical energy into his body to increase his strength, speed, and reaction time for a brief a moment of time. The use of this causes his muscles to expand slightly and will strain Blade with each use of an enchantment. These only last a brief time before wearing off and back lashing Blade's body depending on how much he poured into his body. He normally thinks of a set amount to increase his abilities by a set number which ranges in between Times 2-4. These are quick bursts that are meant to deliver quick decisive blows so that his weakened state can't be taken advantage of.

Limit for all abilities is 10 secs:
Times 2: His movements and strength are twice of what they are normally. Once this wears off his body faces a good amount of fatigue, but he can keep going without too much trouble. This takes up a small amount of his magical power and is about 1/8 of his overall power

Times 3: This is considered to be what he'd rather stop himself at with this ability because while it triple his movements and strength it will also cause his bones to break, which ever one he moved the most. The only reason why it's not his limit is because it isn't his full amount of magic being put into this, it actually taking about 1/4 of his overall power

Times 4: Is what considers his suicidal moments attacks, but has never been tempted to use this. This would cause multiple bones breaking and ultimately pass out from the pain. This is only when Blade's constructs have proved to be useless and his opponent exceeds the other Times. This Times takes up 1/2 of his overall power.

Geomancery is when Blade uses his own energy to take energy from plant life. This also him to take in the energy and replenish is magic, but will not help with physically recovery unless he uses the new energy for spells.

He is also fairly familiar with basic healing magic, but is meant to deal with bruises and small wounds.


Weaknesses: Blade's mind goes frantic while seeing fire or dragon's and in this he can only think of either trying to calm himself or simply go berserk and try to kill it. The fire normally only causing him to stiffen or feel uncomfortable though large amount will cause him to into his berserk state which is caused by having flash backs of being nearly killed.

Occupation: Is apart of the Royal Guard, but since he's new he gets put into different places to get him to be able to do whatever he is asked to do.

Gear: While he normally doesn't have gear on he might wear his father's old leather jacket or carry a regular shield. The leather jacket is only on special occasions or simply when it's chilly out.

History: Blade Shield was the child of the advisers of Princess Celestia and Luna. This changed after a group of teenaged dragon's attacked him and his family in the way to a peace summit. Blade's parents were quickly killed and the young colt became enraged about how the creatures made light of what they had done. While, this only caused the young colt to be played with by the dragon, which was either by tossing, punching, or lightly burning him. So, in fear of his life Blade gave one last attack that hit straight in the face of one of the teens, but only angered it. If the Guards nearby hadn't came shortly after, Blade would have died. The stallion would later be adopted by some family friends, which were griffons, and stayed in the Griffon kingdom for most of his life. During, his time there he rough housed with the young griffons while simply being playful. He also had a tutor visit him every day to help him learn about magic since no one else could help him. He also trained to practice certain fighting styles, but was kicked out after he used magic while in the middle of a panic attack, due to sitting next to fire goblets that was lighting up the room. Later, he would return to Canterlot and become a guard so that he could protect others like he had been.

Personality: Blade is a prideful pony that dislikes not being to help or able to do certain things since they remind him of how weak he is, but only applies when it's something in extreme situations where he fails. His pride does not cause him to do brash things, but will make him take certain challenges that seem dumb. He also dislikes in having an advantage in a battle which makes things unfair, but him not using it or not depends on the pony he's facing. Blade is also fairly sensitive about when bringing up his parents and normally has to restrain himself if someone insults them. Saying he's weak doesn't do much beside make Blade want to prove how powerful he is and fade the challenge, but will go into so with a clear head. He knows he's not the strongest so he has to uses his greatest weapon, his mind.

Virtue: Determination

Current Home: Canterlot

Misc: He goes to his parents grave every night and talks to them about his day before leaving them. There hasn't been a day since he's been a guard he has missed this.

Name: Starry Night

Race: Unicorn

Age: 25

Mane: Dark blue and black

Coat: midnight blue

Cutie mark: Constellation

Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Can use a wide variety of spells and magic.

Weaknesses: She's shy. She is also allergic to white chocolate and parasprites.

Occupation: Student of Princess Luna (because multiverse)

Gear: Telescope and star chart in her saddlebags

History: Raised in Canterlot, Starry found her talent in stargazing quite early. She would stand on the balcony of her house every night to watch the stars. Upon Luna's return, she was approached by the alicorn princess. Luna was happy that someone had showed so much interest in the night and offered to teach her about magic and the stars. Starry Night accepted.

Personality: A little shy, but friendly and mysterious.

Current Home: Canterlot

Misc: the constellation of her cutie mark is Capricorn



Name: Sunshine

Race: Pegasus

Age: 27

Mane: Blue/pink

Coat/Skin Tone: Yellow

Cutie mark: A sun radiating light.

Distinguishing Features: Her cutie mark and wings glow when she uses her light abilities.

Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Can store light in her body for use at any time for almost any use. Any type of light will do but sunlight works best. She can use it to light up dark areas, attack enemies with small blasts, or use it as a hardlight shield or sword.

Weaknesses: Using her light abilities is quite draining, and she has to be careful not to totally run out of light energy.

Occupation: Freelancer Meteorologist, weather pony for hire.

Gear: Aviation goggles that double as sunglasses, as well as a combat knife.

History: Sunshine grew up in Cloudsdale, where she made friends with quite a few ponies. Was best friends with a colt named Snowstorm, but when he moved to Ponyville, she was saddened. After graduating from Flight Camp, she studied at the Canterlot School of Meteorology(totally came up with that just now. Yay me). She likes to travel and learn more about what pegasi can truly be capable of in terms of weather and controlling it.

Personality: Very easy going, but also rash and competitive. Will also probably try to punch you in the face if you get a dress on her. (In other words, expect Murphy's Law to giver her plenty of them.)

Current Home: Cloudsdale



Name: Strawberry Breeze

Race: Pegasus

Age: Early 30s

Mane: Yellow and pink

Coat: Pink

Cutie mark: Strawberries in the wind

Distinguishing Features: Always smells of strawberries. ALWAYS.

Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Charmer. She doesn’t like doing it though

Weaknesses: Tends to somehow get into feminine situations, despite her hatred for it

History: Actually used to be male, but a stray spell from Discord made her female. Was not affected by the EoH, so she’s stuck like that.

Personality: Very much a tomcolt, but you would never guess by just looking at her.

Current Home: Wanderer



Name: Lemon Drop

Race: Alicorn

Age: 23

Mane: Dark yellow

Coat: Light yellow

Cutie mark.: A glass of lemonade

Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Makes great lemonade, but also does assorted fruit juices too

Occupation: Runs a lemonade and other fruit juice store. She sells mainly lemonade but has branched out into many different types of juices. She also has an assistant who bakes pretzels and cookies.

History: Lemon was born and raised in Canterlot. She discovered her talent in lemonade at an early age and the the third in her class to gain her cutie mark. She gained it when she set up her first lemonade stand. It was a big success, and after she noticed a rather long line for her lemonade, she got her cutie mark. When she grew up, she opened up her own professional store.

Personality: She has a calm disposition. She is rather hard to anger and is a strict pacifist. She likes to chat with her customers, and some may say she talks a little too much. Her chats do sometimes hold up the line, but they say her lemonade is worth the wait. She is also compassionate and willing to listen to other ponies' problems and troubles. She'll help them out and try to cheer them up.

Current Home: Canterlot



Name: Frosty Works

Race: Earth Pony

Age: 32

Mane: Two-toned teal

Coat: Cyan

Cutie mark: Gears

Specialty: She is great with machines. She can fix just about anything. She also is pretty strong, being an earth pony with a job like hers.

Occupation: Mechanic. She also tinkers with construction and inventing, but not often.

Gear: Tool belt with assorted tools.

History: Growing up in the industrial city of Manehatten, she was raised around machines. Her father worked in an ice cream factory, and Frosty became very interested in his job. One day, he took her to work with him for a tour of the factory when something went wrong with one of the machines. Frosty came in and fixed the machine. She was so proud of what she did to help everyone and fix the machine, she gained her cutie mark. Since then, she's been fixing and tinkering with machines.
Personality: Very professional when working, but rash and very cheerful when not working. She can also be flirty if she wants to. She is very passionate about her work.

Current Home: Manehatten

Yay, character transfer

Name: Zen Gale (usually just goes by Zen)
Race: 'Lost' pegasus (lost is described below, but's basically randomly modified by magic)
Age: early 30's
Mane: Grey with a purple streak running through it, often unkept and messy
Coat: Dark blue
Cutie Mark: Half a light rain cloud going into a portal and the other half coming out of a different portal.
Distinguishing Features: Hourglass pupils, pointed red hat and trench coat both are a bit ragged, pointed teeth.
Specialties: Can create portals into a pocket dimension, quick thinking, feather covered draconic wings give an edge to flight maneuverability.
Weaknesses: Creating portals without his scythe or some other enchanted or magical item to channel with can cause harm or worse, doesn't always think things through. If he suffers too much damage or loses consciousness there is a chance his 'Turned' aspect can come out (marked by his eyes turning completely red). The aspect is named Zalgene (Zal-jean) and is little short of a true monster that delights in causing pain and suffering, that will attack mercilessly and relentlessly until everything in sight is dead. There is no contact between Zen and Zalgene, but both know the other exist and despise each other for existing at all.
Occupation: Sky pirate count?
Gear: Rune enchanted scythe (scythe can launch blades of energy or generate a shield), Rune enchanted twin sickle swords (both launch energy blades, one shoots fast but not that strong, the other shoots slower, but much stronger. Fast shooting one has ice element, slower shooting sword enchanted with lightning. Enchanted by Johnny Maker.)
History: Zen grew up in Cloudsdale as the only child of Gusty Gale (a weather pony) and Shuffling Rain (A dance instructor). He grew up under pretty normal circumstances, eventually going off to college to study on subjects like magic theory and latent magic in pegasi. One of his papers on the use of runic magic caught the eyes of a professor who recommended him to another professor at Princess Sparkles Magi-tech industries, where he became an intern. While working there, an experiment the other scientist were working on went catastrophically wrong and unleashed a chunk of pure un-filtered magic that rained down on the city of Trottingham. Zen, along with several other ponies were exposed to this and it caused their bodies to be changed to the whims of magic. These changes could vary between almost nothing to the recipient becoming completely unrecognizable as a pony, the only shared characteristic is that each gained at least one kind of magic. Many lost their minds to these changes (becoming the 'Turned'), others didn't (becoming the 'Lost'). Twilight quarantined the city until the outside figured out what happened, but every team sent inside to research either died or worse. Zen managed to survive along with a rag tag group of other 'lost' ponies, eventually forming a band of pirates to loot the ruined city. As Zen's control over his powers grew he eventually managed to open a portal big enough to allow his ship to leave the city, and now flies the sky in a mix of random adventure and mercenary work. (more details in story (Tales from a lost pony) that is being produced)
Personality: Zen is very sympathetic towards his fellow 'lost', and if possible, prefers not to kill or doom any pony (this isn't including the 'turned'). He's happy-go-lucky most of the time, but his mood can shift very quickly giving him an air of unpredictability, he also makes a lot of split second decisions without looking at the consequences. Overly hopeful even in dire circumstances, always looking for a situations silver lining. He's also terrified of being alone and of his 'turned' aspect.
Virtue: Protective of what he cares about, chaotic but sides with what he believes is right.
Current home(s): Has a cabin in the airship
Misc: looks after a young 'lost' unicorn filly by the name of Mythic Sketch. Has a decent grasp on the concepts of magic theory and it's applications. Also has a experience with runes and runic magic.
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Name: Mythic Sketch
Race: 'Lost' unicorn
Age: Young, just under CMC ages
Mane: Medium purple and green mane and tail kind of grown out
Coat: White
Cutie Mark: A pencil and pen beginning to draw on a sheet of paper
Distinguishing Features: A small pair of additional horns that she tries to hide in her mane. Dark purple eyes with triangular pupils, the pupils rotate to point downwards when she'd Cythim.
Specialty: Really good at drawing and sketching despite have no teacher. Due to her 'turning' a mass of black tentacles made of magic can sprout from her back. These extra limbs posses considerable strength and they can be continuously spawned. Cutting or destroying the limbs does little to nothing in terms of physical strain.
Weaknesses: She's a young filly who's seen a lot of bad things during her experience inside the barrier with Zen. As such she has a lot of trust issues and is pretty much an outright coward when it comes to even basic interaction with other ponies. This also leads to a slight lack of control over her abilities as a 'Lost', and a heightened chance of her 'turned' aspect appearing. Using her ability for extended periods of time or trying to have more than 4 tentacles out at once drains her immensely. Her actual magical ability is completely interwoven with her turned aspect, other than basic levitation (which is usually used in her drawing) she has almost no other magical capabilities, and will express extreme difficulty with even basic spells.
Gear: Always has a single saddle bag which holds a sketch book and some drawing implements. Also carries a Dusk guard (Princess Sparkle's personal guard) dagger.
History: Mythic is a young filly who during the chaos that occurred in the beginning of my story got separated from her parents. Eventually she was found by Zen after she'd been spying on him for days, and secretly helping him during his travels. When they first met, Mythic fell into a puddle of pure liquid magic (the stuff that causes the transformation) causing her transformation into a 'Lost'. After some convincing the duo traveled together and continue to do so even after Zen managed to get them outside the barrier.
Personality: As mentioned in her weaknesses, little Mythic has been exposed to some of the worst sides of a pony. As such, she gets very nervous/outright scared in groups any bigger than 4 maybe 5 ponies especially if there isn't anypony she knows. She's a bit more realistic and down to Equestria than Zen, though his optimistic personality has had some influence over her. Mythic is also very submissive, preferring to run and hide rather than try any kind of confrontation. Still she's greatly sympathetic, and while lacking the self confidence to stand up for others let alone herself, she will help the victim afterwards, well before seeing to herself. Certain experiences that occurred inside the quarantine have also forced her to grow up and be very mature in some aspects, while others have almost completely dropped off from the lack of interaction/use.
Virtue: Neutral Good, with her virtue being closest to kindness.
Current home: She lives with Zen.
Misc: Her turned aspect 'Cythim' (See-thim) is extremely cruel, liking to torture rather than outright kill. While Cythim is aware even when Mythic is in control, Mythic isn't when Cythim is even though Mythic knows about the black tentacles and how to use them. She even will use them in private to aid her while she is drawing, though she's rather ashamed of them, and usually will try and hide what really lies beneath her bandages.
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Name: Krix
Race: Diamond dog
Age: Late twenties
Coat: ashen grey with flecks of white and black throughout the coat. Paws and mouth are solid black.
Distinguishing features: Left ear is missing a piece of the top, right is pierced with 3 small silver hoops, the middle hoop has a sapphire in it.
Specialty: Exploring and fighting.
Weaknesses: Not the brightest, slow speaking, extensive trust issues, blind in left eye.
Occupation: former scout/explorer
Gear: A hooded cloak, and some chainmail armor, carries around a decent sized pack of camping and survival items like rope, canteens for water, food stocks, and various other supplies.
Weaponry: A shield, similar in design to a tower shield, but thinner, a bit shorter, and bladed along the bottom edge which has been set into a curve like shovel. Also carries a couple of knives, but uses those primarily as tools.
History: Krix was a diamond dog of the black snout clan. The clan itself was rather large, and openly traded with the ponies of nearby cities. Due to the increase in runic magic research, the need for crystals to serve as magic batteries also increased and trade was established. Unicorn mages enchanted all the crystals the dogs brought them, and in return got roughly half the gems brought to them. Krix, eager to explore as was his trade, volunteered to make the trade runs to the pony city of Trottingham. During one of these trips the disaster took place, and even though he wasn't exposed, Krix fled the scene while one of his kin became a 'turned' and slaughtered the other. Returning home, he told the clan of what had transpired, but was blamed for the failure of the mission, the loss of the crystal shipment, and the deaths of both dogs. As punishment, he was exiled for bringing dishonor to his clan.
Personality: After being exiled from his clan, Krix initially trusts anypony very little. He talks little, because of his limited vocal vocabulary, and trust issues. This limited interaction has lead to the assumption that he has a cold personality, but to the contrary, when someone makes it past that exterior Krix warms up very quickly and turns very pleasant almost to the point of jolly. Past that he has a very steady personality usually taking a lot to sway him a little when it comes to his mood.
Virtue: neutral
Current home: Exiled from clan for what he'd become and done, Krix wanders
Misc: Likes books and reading stories.
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Name: Reflect (commonly disguised as a Pegasus named Nimbus Chaser (Nim for short))
Race: Changeling
Age: 21
Mane: Dark purple changeling frill (Silvery white with multiple light purple tips throughout the mane when disguised as Nim)
Coat: Black chitin, with a red back shell plate (Pale light blue when disguised as Nim)
Cutie Mark: N/A (a cloud that's raining and snowing, when disguised)
Distinguishing Features: Her eyes are solid purple when undisguised, her red shell plate has a crack in it, (When transformed, one eye is the same shade of purple while the other is green)
Specialty: Like the rest of the hive that Reflect is from, she specializes in changing/manipulating parts of her body while her ability to construct full body transformations is considerably more limited along with general magic.
Weaknesses: Has only one alt form (Nimbus), feeds off of joy, happiness, love, and generally happy feelings which drains the corresponding emotion from the ponies she's around, the cracked shell plate hampers it's effectiveness making it weaker than a normal changelings natural armor.
Occupation: None (Nimbus works in ponyville as a weather 'pony')
Gear: Nothing significant, keeps a special knife for emergencies, has a really simple rune enchant that keeps the blade sharp and un-rusted, a last relic from her old hive.
History: During the changeling purges, when wide scale military opperations were being made to 'eradicate the changeling threat', Reflect was disguised as Nimbus in a nearby town. She'd been there for quite some time, gaining several friends and even her first 'love'. When the military came and rallied a militia to attack her hive, she warned her fellow changeling of the coming attack and tagged along with her 'lover' figuring she'd be able to warn and maybe even help some escape. On the way to the hive however, the makeshift army of townsfolk and army ponies were ambushed by the changelings. In the chaos of the attack, Reflect (still disguised as Nimbus) saw both changelings she'd known and been close to her entire life and the new pony friends she'd made in the town killing each other. Every horror scarred her, but none as much as seeing her lover crush a changelings head under hoof while grinning. He turned towards her with the green blood splattered across his face, but before he could say anything, another changeling, whose left fore hoof was changed into a blade, nearly beheaded the pony. Reflect fled the scene before the battle was over, never finding out how many of her friends had died in the attack, though shortly afterwards she lost contact with her hive. Assuming the worst Reflect took to wandering, eventually settling in Ponyville and finding work as a weather pony. She gradually re-opened up to ponies and now lives as a regular citizen of the town where the abundant feelings of joy and friendliness accepted her fake persona with open hooves.
Personality: After the attack, Reflect grew to despise pointless fighting. She likes to try and make others happy, partially just because, and partially to keep a food source present. She's scarred of what'll happen if others find out she's not a real pony so she tends to keep up the disguise as often as possible. Also after the attack she has really mixed feelings on 'changelings' methods as well as pony's methods on dealing with them and is on the whole rather uncertain on many topics right now.
Virtue: striving for peace, calm, happiness
Current Home: Ponyville
Misc: LOVES peppermint candies.
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Name: Scarlet Writ
Race: 'Lost' pegasi
Age: 9, 13, 17, 21
Mane + tail: Red and purple (tail is split in two with each one a separate color)
Coat: Yellow
Cutie Mark: An open book with the letters lifting off the pages
Distinguishing Features: Scarlet's lost abnormalities include her split tails, a set of scale coated bat pony wings, a considerable larger mouth with two rows of pointed teeth, solid red eyes with a black diamond shaped pupil. Most of these changes are hidden by an enchanted pair of bracelets given by her father. When worn they blend the tails together, completely hide the wings, make it appear that she has a horn, and makes her eyes appear as normal red colored eyes.
Specialty: Her lost power is illusions, Scarlet's able to create illusions, and with a bit of focus they can become more corporeal. She's constantly reading and writing, coming up with games and stories to present to her friends
Weaknesses: Practically blind without her glasses, a bit forward, the bracelets weaken her illusion creating ability, and without a source of shadow, she can't create any illusions. She's also scarred about how normal ponies will judge her abnormal appearance, and her magic can occasionally activate without her realizing it or on accident.
Occupation: In school
Gear: Her bracelets, and saddlebags (usually filled with various fictional books)
History: Biological daughter of Zen, Scarlet is a young naturally born 'Lost', meaning she has a slightly more stable connection to the pure magic. She got her cutie mark when she was reading a story one day and her magic kicked in by accident. As she read, shadowy illusions formed and began to act out the story. The commotion began to draw a crowd and without even realizing it, Scarlet was soon entertaining over a dozen ponies. When the book was finished, and the last scene played out, Scarlet became aware of the assembled ponies and the new mark that had appeared on her flank. She hesitantly bowed to the crowd before rushing home to tell her family, and soon joined the theater department in school
Personality: Forward and optimistic, Scarlet loves her books, both the ones she wrote and didn't. Nearly always reading, she has a bad habit of shutting out the world when she gets into a book. Wants to be the 'Hero' like in the various stories she's read, with her friends as the other champions by her side as they all go forth to fame and glory.
Virtue: helpfulness
Current Home: Lives with her father Zen Gale
Misc: Scarlet's turned aspect is Setlarc, who uses it's power over illusions to turn itself into a horrifying visage and terrorize other ponies with illusions that look and feel real but inflict little to no physical harm.
Custom Race Details/Background: The 'Lost' are any pony, or other living being, that has been mutated by exposure to an exceedingly high amount of magic known as pure magic. This usually ethereal substance was forced into the Equestrian world in a physical liquid form by scientists, who miscalculated it's power and failed to properly contain it, resulting in an explosion and it raining down over the city of Trottingham. Zen (another of my OC's) was exposed to this and became a Lost along with scores of other ponies and creatures. While the Lost rarely look anything like each other given the unpredictable nature of the unfiltered magic and it's seemingly random mutations, they all share one trait and that is a form of magic given to them via the transformations. Zen, using his portal opening abilities, left this dimension. Later when Scarlet was born, the pure magic's corruption was passed down and mutated her in it's own random fashion.
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Name: Cinder
Race: 'Lost' Diamond dog (Additional information on the lost can be found here >>1290529 on another of my OC's sheets. Look at Zen Gale's history)
Age: 28
Mane: N/A
Coat: Brown fur with a black snout, paws, and tip of tail.
Cutie mark: N/A
Distinguishing Features: Vibrant orange eyes that have # pupils. His lost transformations were actually relatively minor, and aside from the eyes, the only truly noticeable difference is that he has three tails and feathers along his arms, though these by no means permit flight.
Specialty: Cinder's lost power is fire. He's able to engulf himself in flames, augment his attacks with it, and launch balls and streams of flame as a ranged attack. Along with his use of fire, he's immune to it as well as most heat based attacks, though any physical force or other effects would still work.
Weaknesses: Water, ice, even just lowering the temperature in the area will make him uncomfortable. Cinder also lacks some control with his power, though that is partially just because of the nature of fire anyways. Small spaces are another, because the flames he produces rapidly expend the oxygen in the area, in close quarters, he's likely to just choke himself out.
Occupation: none
Gear: Cinder has a ruby gemmed necklace and a fire proof enchanted coat he took from a dead firefighter in the ruins of Trottingham after the cataclysm that took place there and turned him into a 'Lost'. The coat he tore away at until it was a vest. He also carries a small dagger that is a lingering memento from his past and occasionally he'll get flashbacks from before his transformation.
History: Cinder didn't always go by that name, he used to be called Kuro and along with Krix (another one of my OC's who's sheet is on the same page as Zen's, just a bit farther down) and another dog named Nissi, they made gem deliveries to the Magi-tech building in Trottingham. When the cataclysm occurred, Kuro was the dog that got exposed to the corruptive pure magic and in an uncontrolled state brought about by the changes, he slaughtered Nissi while Krix fled. When Kuro's mind came back to him, even it had been altered by the magic to a point where he didn't completely know himself. With his mind twisted, Kuro, who soon started calling himself Cinder, began to simply wander looking for some purpose or a hint to who he really was.
Personality: Cinder is a hot head both literally and figuratively. He's also a bit simple minded, believing that most problems can be solved by simply burning to different degrees. He hates being confused as well as the general confusion stemming from his lost memories and a quick way to work him up is to bring up his past.
Current Home: Wanders
Misc: Even though he doesn't completely understand why, he loves rubies. There's some nostalgic aura about them that causes Cinder to go out of his way to acquire them. Cinder's 'Turned' aspect took Cinder's old name Kuro, though the two don't interact too much. Kuro just a chance to come out if Cinder really loses control.
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Name: Shard
Race: Crystal pony
Age; Equivalent to 23, but is actually a bit over a thousand because of the Empire vanishing.
Mane; Crystalline blue.
Coat: Crystalline whitish purple
Cutie mark: An emerald crystal shard, roughly the bottom half however appears to be a mix of dark purple and black, like corruption seeping up to consume the stone.
Distinguishing Features: Around her eyes, the fur is darkened to an almost black purple in a spike like style. Eyes have red pupils while the white's of her eyes are green (similar to Sombra) and the teeth are pointed.
Specialty: Shard, due to what happened to her before, can summon up crystal like spikes made of either ice or crystal (or both, it's dependent upon what concentrations there are of either around) from the ground. They can't float in the air, but she can reshape them at will and direct them on little more than a whim.
Weaknesses: Shard's mental state is fragile, not only from the shock of waking up over a thousand years later but also from the events that occurred before. Her ability with the crystals is similar to Sombra's and as such carries the same corruption. This is evident by the marking on her eyes, which spread the more she uses her ability. The magical corruption also continues to sap at her already damaged mind, dragging her farther into the depths of hopeless insanity until the corruption consumes her completely. At that point, she'd be almost as bad as the monster that caused all this.
Occupation: None
Gear: A small bag of crystals, and a pair of glasses to hide her eyes.
History: Long ago, before the Crystal Empire vanished, the evil king Sombra ruled with an iron hoof, Shard lived among the masses of ponies suffering under his tyranny. Forced to work the frozen tundra along with the scores of other ponies, Shard spent days out in the freezing cold. For a time however, Shard was alright with this. The hard labor, the poor nourishment, all of it was worth it to see the love of her life. A royal guard, stationed to stand watch over her and several of the others had fallen for Shard's beauty, and under the excuse of 'additional punishment' began to see her away from prying eyes.
Their love grew strong and true as time progressed but it was not to last. One day, Shard's lover never showed up for his shift on the watch. Concern only grew when another guard, this one sporting the visible corruption of Sombra's tainted magic appeared and demanded she come with him. Forced to comply, Shard was escorted out of the mines and led to the castle itself, into the throne room no less. Once inside, Shard broke away from her escort, running quickly to one of two other figures that occupied the room.
From his throne, the tyrant king Sombra smirked at the wails Shard cried out as she cradled her lover. The stallion had been cut deeply and was bleeding badly, but shallow breaths quickly petered in and out as he clung to life. The knife that had done the work still lied on the ground near him. "Kill him," commanded the voice of the king, causing Shard to instantly go quiet with shock. "Kill this weakness within my ranks, and I might spare you and all the ponies he was assigned to watch. ," he taunted with a cruel grin.
Somba might have continued speaking, but Shard didn't hear him. Her mind was a blur as the impossible tried to rationalize itself within her mind. Tears filled her eyes as she struggled to decide if she could do either thing, and her mind tore at itself for not being able to decide. Then something new spoke to her, and offered a clarity to her internal struggles. It pointed out the unfairness of this situation, it showed the way her one glimmer of a better life was being stolen away from her, and then it pointed towards the one responsible for all of this. The pony who enslaved her, her family, her friends, the pony who took such enjoyment in the suffering of others, the pony who was grinning from his throne as he stole away what remained of her happiness.
Shard's thoughts turned dark, cruel and filled with rage. How dare this pony do this to her?! How dare he do this to her lover?! she thought as this new thing fueled her rage. Oblivious to the outside world as her mind succumbed to corruption, Shard didn't notice Sombra stop his taunts, or how his expression changed. Something about Shard had caused the tyrant's expression to shift, and quickly he rose from his throne, ordering guards to remove Shard from his throne room at once. He recognized this darkness, and it was something he didn't want aimed at him.
The royal guards were quick to move towards her and as one held his weapon pointed towards her, the other went to carry Shard out of the room. He got one hoof on her shoulder before a massive crystal spike shot out of the ground, impaling the unsuspecting guard and leaving him hanging limply in shock. The other guard moved to stab Shard with his spear, but before he could another spike rose to impale him like the other.
Knowing he had to act, Sombra began to descend the steps of his throne, complimenting on how cruelly she'd killed the guards, but his comment stopped short when Shard turned to look at him. Her eyes and teeth had been changed, now matching Sombra's own aside from the fury that filled her face. With a roar of corruptive magic fueled rage, Shard lept at Sombra, unleashing a flurry of the crystal spikes, that Sombra countered with his own magic. This battle went on for a while, with Sombra forced to play defensively at the enraged Shard's assault. Eventually though Sombra slipped, and Shard was on top of him in a heart beat. The rage that had originally filled her face was replaced with a malevolent glee as the corruption wormed its way deeper and deeper into her.
Before she could deliver a final blow though, a loud blood filled cough echoed out into the room, followed by a higher pitched wheezing. Instantly, Shard's face lost it's rage, and she rushed back over to her lover, completely forgetting about the King she'd been so close to killing. Scooping back up the nearly dead stallion, Shard her barely made out the plea for her to remove his helmet so he could see her one last time. While almost hysterically arguing that this wouldn't be the last time, Shard obliged, but the next few words from him made her pause instantly. Looking back down in disbelief, Shard was shocked to see him looking at her with fear, his mouth quietly saying things like 'get away from me monster', and 'where's Shard?'.
Then he went silent, and didn't wake to Shard's repeated attempts to get him to say something. After minutes of this, she finally saw her reflection. The corruption that had transformed Sombra, had been one in the same as what had given her power, and now it had left it's mark. So stunned was Shard, that she didn't notice Sombra preparing a powerful spell. And in the next instant, Shard was being imprisoned in a large crystal of ice. Her screams and outcries as the prison finished only seemed to make Sombra's grin grow all the wider as he watched the spell take place. When if finished, Sombra had the crystal imprisoned Shard taken to a remote cave, well outside the city and into the frozen wastes.
Time passed, the city was sealed away and then reappeared. It was only when Sombra was completely defeated did the spell upon Shard wear off. Weary of the world, Shard wandered the frozen tundra in search of anything that made sense. Eventually she made her way to the Crystal empire, where her magical scars were more than enough to get her taken to the throne to be judged by the princess of love herself. Upon hearing the tale, Cadence's sympathy went to the mare, and she was allowed to stay at the castle for a time until something could be done about the corruption that stains her being, or she manages to get set in a stable situation on her own.
Personality: Shard's a usually passive and sarcastic pony, seeming almost cold and intimidating to those that don't know her, taking most things with a grain of salt, this though is largely to not let anyone get too close since she's still scarred from the losses she experienced. However, when she get's too angry, the still present corruption can feed this rage until she's out of control and indiscriminately trying to destroy anypony within reach.
Current Home: Crystal empire castle.
Misc: I'm trying to play up the corruption to be sentient and it knew Sombra would be overthrown, so it decided to plant itself in a second host, aka Shard. Now it's just lying in wait for the right time to completely corrupt the mare.
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Name: Martial Mix
Race: Earth Pony
Age: 37
Mane: Short chestnut brown mane, kind of messy. Tail is longer, and has a simple woven band tie at the bottom. Also has a small beard.
Coat:Light yellowish cream colored fur.
Cutie mark: A broken board loosely bound by a black belt
Extra details: Stands a little taller than the average pony, and while a bit lanky, is fit if not muscular.
Weakness: rather passive, always believes there's a peaceful solution, has something just shy of an addiction to tea
Specialty: Martial has studied various martial arts for years and as such has become fairly good at several different styles.
Gear: Usually none, may occasionally have his martial arts outfit with him.
Occupation: Martial arts instructor
History: Growing up as a kid, Martial was occasionally picked on at his school in Manehatten. After one particularly bad day when he came home with a black eye, Martial's parents enrolled him in a martial arts class. At first, Martial struggled with his training, unable to complete anything past the very basics due to his impatiences. A month later, Martial picked a fight with the colt who'd given him a black eye earlier, with pretty much the same results.

Defeated, and furious about it, Martial went to his martial arts teacher, demanding to know why he could be beaten so easily. The wise old teacher only grinned as he consoled the distraught Martial instead of punishing him. Showing him the peace he could achieve if he let his anger go. Martial didn't believe a word of it though, and continued to struggle with his training, eventually managing to make himself a little better through sheer force of will.

Then one day, Martial saw his instructor being mugged. The other pony, a pegasi, held a knife pointed at him and was demanding the instructors bits. To his shock, his instructor started handing over a bag of bits, but then the mugger saw Martial and made to take off after him, yelling out, "no witnesses." The mugger barely made it a foot before stopping and slamming into the ground, the back of a hoof resting on top of his head.

Then the old instructor proceeded to apologize to the almost unconscious pony before he dumped half the bag of bits next to the mugger and then went over to Martial to escort him home. On the way, Martial's teacher explained why he'd done what he had. Simple observation had shown the master that the mugger was desperate and in bad shape. When Martial had shown up, it was panic, not fury that had filled the pony's eyes. So the master had apologized for hurting the stallion so badly, and given him a few bits for a hot meal and maybe even a new coat during these cold nights. He explained how peace would resolve the situation for the better, and hopefully the mugger wouldn't be back to this desperate of a situation again.

After that, Martial became more relaxed and patient, trying to take to heart his master's lesson and in time it gradually sunk in. As the years went on, Martial achieved his black belt in not only that style but 4 others, until he eventually opened his own school in Ponyville where he continues to teach the same style his first master had taught him.

Personality: Martial is a very relaxed and patient stallion, who exudes an aura of calm. His speech is rarely harsh or commanding, and he's rather kind, especially to young ponies.

Current home: Ponyville

Misc:: His house is styled in a more oriental sense and his dress also comes to reflect this as he commonly wears sandals and a simple kimono.
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Name: Wisp
Race: "Lost" pegasi ghost
Age: Appears to be 19
Mane: Translucent/faded red, just enough to give a hint to what it used to be. Styled long and hanging simply down.
Coat: Purple, though under the same translucent effect that her mane has so really faded and see-through with just enough color to it to hint at what it used to be.
Cutie mark: None, what it was isn't showing up on her new form

Distinguishing features: Well, to state the obvious, Wisp is a ghost and as such only has so much solidity to her. Wisp's form is semi-transparent, even when she's trying to be seen.
Specialties: Because Wisp has no physical form, most conventional attacks against her simply go right through most of the time. The same can be said for solidly manifested magic like flames, ice, lightning, etc... At will, Wisp can simply fade from sight, upping her translucency to the point where there's nothing to be seen even though her essence is still there. She can posses inanimate objects for periods of time, but nothing larger than herself.
Weaknesses: Wisp's greatest strength is also related to her greatest weaknesses. Almost in exchange for her immunity to physical harm, Wisp is extremely susceptible to straight magical energy, and can be trapped and harmed through such means. Wisp also has extremely limited physical contact with the world and those that inhabit it. The more translucent her form is, the less this already limited contact becomes until she's invisible and has no physical contact at all. In her average state, Wisp can move things that face little resistance and/or don't weigh much, for example, she couldn't lift a large heavy book, but she could open it's cover, and flip through it's pages. When possessing an inanimate object, Wisp effectively has a physical form and it can be destroyed through conventional means. This however just destroys the object and, while it does cause her 'pain', it won't destroy her.
Occupation: None
Gear: Thanks to a spell mixing with the innate magic of her being, Wisp now possesses a magically altered mannequin body. This body has a pseudo metabolism and functions like normal, but if it takes too much physical trauma, it'll crack/break/and shatter like the mannequin it used to be.
History: Another victim of the devastation that befell Trottingham, Wisp, originally called Misty, was in the initial batch of ponies exposed to the corruptive magic that rained down upon the city. While most beings either became 'Turned', those that lost their minds to the overflow of magic and became monstrous killing machines, or 'Lost', those the managed to keep their sanity despite the corruptive magic but were still mutated by it's power, Wisp/Misty technically became both. When her body was exposed to the massive influx of energy, Wisp/Misty's conscience was ejected from her body which continued to change until it became a full 'Turned' that went rampaging off into the quarantined city. Her conscience, or spirit if you prefer, was still affected by enough of the magic that it actually became a stable enough entity to continue existing, however, she lost all memories associated with her previous life. Lost and alone, Wisp wandered the ruined city with no purpose or plan. Over time, the atrocities she witnessed, and the fear she inspired in those that did see her drove Wisp to try and fade away forever. Eventually though, Wisp found the 'lost' community, where she 'haunted' the area until it was raided by the void knights. Though Wisp was sparred the void knight's wrath, witnessing the slaughter drove her to new levels of despair. Vowing to flee the city, Wisp snuck into Zen's void space and escaped with him and Mythic, though she never revealed herself so neither of them knew of her presence. Once free of the Quarantine, and that dimension all together, Wisp began roaming the world, searching for something, though what that is even she doesn't know
Personality: Wisp doesn't know a lot since her memories are only from after her transformation, and as such is extremely curious/entertained about even some mundane objects and peaceful, if not boring, things. This curiosity however is tempered with great caution because of the horrors her curiosity led her to when Wisp was trapped in the quarantine. She's also fragile and easily upset almost to the point of gullible, with no sense of sarcasm. Despite this all, Wisp wants to be happy/accepted and will try as hard as she can to achieve this.
Virtue: Hope
Current home: None
Misc: My aim with this character is really develop her in the RP's she's in. Like if somepony inflicted a lasting wound onto her actual essence, I would update the sheet and she'd have it on her at the start of the next game she's in. It'd only go away if it was healed in the current game she's in. Also as promised, here's a link to Zen's page where more details about what the lost are, >>1290529
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Name: Sonata Nights

Race: Thestral
Age: 22
Alignment: Neutral Good

Mane: Whitish silver with a few purple streaks
Coat: Bluish grey
Cutie mark: A constellation in the shape of a violin (basically a bunch of small white dots connected by faint white lines that form a violin)
Extra details that aren't needed but are nice to add: Usually wearing a rather plain green cloak, held down by a few straps that also hold her gear. She keeps the hood up so sun doesn't blind her.
Distinguishing Features: Her golden eyes constantly refract into a myriad of other colors like reds, blues, and greens depending on the angle they're seen at and the light in the room. There's a short almost vertically cut scar going over each eye, but the cuts aren't deep enough when made to cause a loss of eye sight.

Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): As her name hints, Sonata is a musician of some sizable ability. She's also rather good at using a bow and arrow as well as her crossbows.
Weaknesses: Sonata is forgetful and a little scatter brained aside from when she's playing or shooting. She's also highly phobic of bladed weapons after the incident where she got her scars. Even knives are a source of worry for her, though she can at least tolerate their existence so long as they're in her grasp or somepony she extensively trusts.
Occupation: Currently, she plays wherever she can for just about any amount. She's also not above a bit of thievery to get what she needs.
Gear: First and foremost is her violin, her cherished possession that she will try and save over everything else. Two pistol crossbows with spring loaded fold out limbs, a fairly powerful bow and plenty of arrows/bolts for their respective weapons.

History: Sonata grew up in the country side near the small town of Brambles. At an early age, she learned how to shoot a bow and took a liking to the craft. Her ability soon had her attending some competitions where she usually placed and occasionally won. Despite all the hard work however, a cutie mark never appeared, that is until one competition where her attention was captivated by some musicians playing nearby.

After the competition, Sonata's relentless questions about the performers and their instruments finally broke her fathers resolve and he acquired an old violin for the young mare. Sonata took to playing the instrument relentlessly, practicing constantly, and driving her parents insane with the squeaky scratchy noise that she called her first performances. Her first actual performance, for others, however would yield better results as it was actually decent and by the end of it she had a new mark along her flank.

Sonata continued to pursue her new passion of playing not only the violin but several string instruments, and gradually rising in fame and talent, though she never achieved the level of prestige that others, like Octavia who Sonata holds as a personal hero, have. Playing concerts, private gigs, and even common parties, Sonata just enjoyed being able to play. That however changed when the Magi-tech incident occurred (see Zen's history) and the concerts stopped.

In the aftermath of the disaster, Sonata managed to hide and survive in one of the crumbling concert halls for quite some time, but when the structure actually came crashing down, she escaped it only to be caught by one of the gangs that had formed. While in their custody, Sonata was treated horribly, and even acquired the scars over her eyes when she refused to comply, the memory of which still haunts her.

Eventually though, the gang picked a fight they couldn't win and as they were slaughtered by a red coated airship pirate and his crew, Sonata thought her life's performance was finally at it's end. It was surprising to say the least when instead of death, the pirate brought the mare aboard his ship and saw to it she was taken care of, even going so far as to fly to the collapsed concert hall to recover her prized violin she'd hid away for safe keeping.

Even though it was a farcry from her usual audiances, being able to play for any audiance brought new life to the mare, and from that point on Sonata decided she was going to stay on with the pirate. Wanting to do more than just play for them, Sonata picked back up a bow and even a couple of small crossbows since they were cheaper than rune guns, and assisted the crew in their antics. When Zen left the city though, Sonata followed him before going her own way out into the new world.

Personality: Sonata's a bit rowdy and a little bitter sweet, but she usually means well. She doens't handle critique well though, of her musical or archery talent.
Current Home: Wanders.
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Name: Ungetüm Jäger (usually just goes by Jäger)

Race: Mad scientist's monster, he used to be an earth pony

Age: 207, but he appears to be around the 20's/30's

Alignment: by perspective, chaotic evil

Mane: Dull green, kept short and messily spiked. Tail is noticeably different shade of green, by kept in a similar manner.

Coat: A little bit of patchwork here. Most of him is a dull orange, but his front left leg is mechanical and his back right flank and leg are actually a more yellow shade of orange with noticable stitching wherever two different colors come together.

Cutie mark: There are actually two seperate ones, on his left flank there's a shield being broken by a hoof, while on the other there's a rock.

Distinguishing Features: Aside from the patchwork and the mechanical leg, Jäger's also got a pair of mechanical wings. These however don't work as he's too heavy to actually fly. The best he's able to manage with them is the ability to glide, and even that's debatable when you see the landing. He's also got a full set of pointed teeth that a few of always manage to be exposed, even when he's got his mouth closed.

Specialty: Jäger's durability is probably the forefront of his specialty. He's able to take being hit, stabbed, crushed, impaled, electrocuted, set on fire, poisoned, dipped in acid, dismemberment, large amounts of concussive force, and the occasional honey badger, and still keep going. This isn't to say he's invicible, but simply able to take far more than the average pony to finally kill. Say somepony set him on fire for example, and so long as he's not reduced to ash he's liable to keep hitting whoever set him on fire until he's reduced to ash.

Next up is Jäger's ability to heal, not regenerate, but simply heal. This includes, but isn't limited to, replacing lost blood, wounds closing, and broken bones setting. This is at an accelerated rate, but not instantaneous which shows more of his ability to simply stand up again despite being beaten into a wall.

Lastly, we have Jäger's strength. Jäger's considerably stronger physically than a pony of his size, able to literally punch through most materials and lift several times his own weight (He should be stronger than Big Mac and he pulled a building in one episode so I guess it wouldn't be too outlandish to say he could throw a building or two if his halberd was out of reach).  

Weaknesses: Jäger's not smart. He's not stupid and he's got common sense, but he's certainly lenient to the mentality of 'hitting the problem hard enough with a brick' will eventually solve most things. It's just knowing what problem to hit with the brick is the tricky part.

Occupation: Mercenary for the most part.

Gear: His hat, it's very special to him. There's also some simple armor and clothing to make him at least able to pretend he isn't a monster in public and his good old halberd.

History: Ungetüm Jäger wasn't always the monster he appears to be now. A few hundred years ago, he was just another earth pony named Sprout. Nothing particularly special about him, his parents, or even the town they lived in aside from the mad scientist of a unicorn who lived up on the hill in the creep mansion but what town didn't have one of those. Yep, just a regular old town with nothing special to it at all.

And then disaster struck in the middle of the night. When Sprout was 16, a horde of monsters attacked the town, driving the ponies towards the mansion as they desperately tried to flee the slaughter. Both of Sprout's parents were killed just trying to make sure he made it to the mansion, leaving him with only a hat to remember them by. When the townsfolk arrived, the professor welcomed them into his home to take shelter from the nightmares outside.

While the monsters continued to prowl the abandoned town and around the base of the hill, the professor continued to offer sanctuary to the survivors of the town, but requested they help him with his... experiments. This was alright at first, and no one questioned the strange nature of the professor's experiments but over time, one or two of the survivors would go missing strangely. After that it didn't take long for rumors to begin, especially when these disappearances continued. Talk of how the professor had actually released the monsters just to get new test subjects and the like.

For the most part, Sprout ignored these rumors and simply continued to work for the professor without question, at least until he was called away in the middle of the night to assist in a 'special project'. Soon enough, Sprout found himself strapped down to an examination table with various tubes and other equipment hooked up to him. The professor told him that the monsters were his fault and he was trying to fix things, or at least re-establish control and that Sprout was to be the latest attempt. He was injected with a special serum that changed and mutated his body, turning him into the monster he is now as well as establishing a mind control effect over him. In the aftermath of the experiment Sprout, now named Ungetüm Jäger or monster hunter after the title of the experiment and since his memories had been erased by the mind control, found himself continuously sent out to fight, capture, and occasionally kill not only the monsters, but also some of the more unruly survivors.

Jäger didn't escape all these confrontations unscathed though, requiring 'replacement parts' after some of his injuries as well as just simply being subject to the occasional 'improvement'. It was thanks to one of these injuries that the established mind control was overwritten as the body part that had originally been infected was destroyed and the new one that regrew was free of contamination. With his new found freedom, Jäger did the only sensible thing to do, he beat the professor until he was a fine gooey paste and left. Now while this did make him feel better, even though he wasn't completely sure why, it did leave him without much purpose, drive, goals, or anything to live by. So Jäger took to simply wandering around, looking for a master worthy of his ability and where his next meal would come from. Jäger has continued to do so for years upon years, even occasionally taking work from the princess, though most of those deals are kept rather quiet.

Personality: Jäger's kind of simple, nice in his own way, easy to anger (especially if he loses his hat), and always looking for a good fight.

Current Home: Wanders

Misc: He's both inclined to be wary of and look towards unicrons since while one was what caused his transformation, a unicorn was also the first being to give him a purpose. He's also got a bit of an accent.
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Name: Resonance (Rez for short)

Race: Lost Unicorn (See Zen's sheet for details)

Age: 23

Mane: Bright neon blue with silver tips, it's kept short and haphazardly.

Coat: white

Cutie mark: A neon blue base clef on a black record

Extra details that aren’t needed but are nice to add: Rez's cutie mark isn't the original one that was there, and instead that image is tattooed on (explained in back story).

Distinguishing Features: Rez can almost always been seen with his headphones one, yet he manages to usually hear whatever's said around him. Rez also doesn't have a mouth, and lives off magic which given the abundance of magic all around, he's usually more than fine just gradually eating the residual magic left about, though some of the different kinds of magic can have a slight effect on him. For example, if he were to actually 'eat' some of the more chaotic magic, he'd likely get an equivalent to drunk/high.

Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Rez's got a few unique features to him. Firstly, there's his ability to 'eat' magic and while this sounds overpowered, allow me to assure you it's not. Rez isn't able to endlessly absorb magic and he doesn't instantly absorb it. So he can't drain the princesses or even a common pony of all their magic, maybe a very un-magically inclined filly but that'll probably leave him stuffed for like a week. Rez can't disperse an incoming spell, unless it's traveling REALLY slowly and even then it'd probably have to be a weak enough spell it wouldn't do anything THAT bad in the first place. Also, this eaten magic is eaten, so he's not going to be throwing spells right back at his opponents. He can however get a temporary boost from absorbing/eating some powerful magic, but again it's a relatively minor thing.

Another side effect of Rez's transformation is his ability of manipulating the size and shape of his body. Too rigid to honestly be called an amorphous blob, but with many of the similar traits. His hooves can stretch a good distance, he can make himself larger or smaller as a whole or just individual body parts. He can even reshape parts of himself into new forms like sprouting wings, changing a hoof to look like a sledge with a significant increase in hardness,density, and weight, and a few other things of that nature. Unlike an amorphous blob though, if you hit Rez with a bladed weapon, it can cut him and he will bleed. Rez's form is too rigid to negate actual physical blows as well as magical ones, he can only look to defend himself like any other pony.

Lastly, there's the only ability of Rez's that's not a side effect of his transformation and that's his sound manipulation. Most of Rez's magic is sound related, being able to change volume, pitch, and where the source at least appears to be coming from. He can modify the volume of a chair falling to where it makes no noise at all, or creates a boom that can shatter windows. Rez cannot however change what a sound is. He can't make that same chair suddenly sound like an orchestra, or a scream, or another noise other than a chair falling.

Weaknesses: Due to the mutations, Rez can't verbally talk nor does he know hoof-sign language. This has caused numerous problems in several situations, especially when he doesn't have the time to write what he wants to say something or it's too dark to read. Rez also doesn't eat or drink like a normal pony, and is instead reliant on magic consumption. This CAN be blocked by the target and if that happens, Rez can be left starving. Rez also runs into the same weaknesses of all Lost in the sense that draining away magic severely harms him, possibly to the point of death. Aside from changing his body around to better take a hit, Rez also doesn't have all that much in the way of defenses and can't take too many hits.

Occupation: DJ for a couple clubs.

Gear: As stated earlier, Rez almost always has his headphones on and they're usually playing something. To cover up his lack of a mouth, and make it a little less awkward, Rez also usually wears either a bandanna with a sharp toothed smile print on it, or a full face mask. He's also usually wearing some kind of pants to cover up the off looking tattooed on cutie mark and a jacket just to go with the outfit. Also to allow at least SOME communication, Rez usually carries around a dry-erase board with a couple markers.
When needed to fight, Rez has a simple rune gun and enchanted knife. The rune gun is basically a pistol like weapon that shoots simple spells and the knife can extend it's blade up to the average length of a short sword thanks to the enchant.

History: Rez actually knew Zen before the cataclysm, working at the magi-tech tower as an intern as well. While the two knew of each other, they weren't exactly close. Then when everything went to hell, Rez got a full dose of magical exposure and mutated severely. His mouth disappeared along with his cutie mark and horn. When he awoke, to say Rez was shocked was an understatement and sure enough the first thing he did was panic, though it was rather quiet since he no longer had a mouth to speak through. After finally calming down, Rez began to pick himself up and try to make the best of the situation, especially since his hoof-pod and headphones were still intact.

While wandering about, Rez nearly fell to his death early on, but much to his surprise when he reached for the already out of reach ledge, his hoof stretched until he was able to grab a hold and pull himself up with almost no effort at all. After that incident, Rez began to experiment with his new found malleability, eventually giving himself back his horn for looks sake at least even though it wasn't needed. However the mouth and the cutie mark simply refused to form no matter how hard he tried. While he couldn't do much about the mouth, Rez did get another survivor to tattoo his cutie mark (or at least a close copy of it) back, though it never quite seemed the same.

After wandering around and a few more close calls, Rez eventually found himself in the company of Zen and his crew. Figuring his chances were better with the already somewhat perspectively infamous pirate, Rez joined them. Rez proved to be a unique coordinator with his ability to redirect and manipulate sounds as well as provide some background music to fight to. When Zen left that world, Rez tagged along as well and soon found work DJing at a couple clubs in Canterlot. While there was some initial competition between himself and Vinyl, the two eventually worked things out and now even do a couple shows together, which Rez is usually more than fine being the runner up in popularity so long as he gets to do his set.

Personality: Usually a little disconnected and distracted, Rez can be seen as oblivious and uncaring, but if one gets to know him, he is very friendly and rather hyper. Rez usually appears to be rather lively and excited when he's awake, and sleeps like the dead when he finally crashes.

Current Home: Canterlot Apartment

Misc: Nothing yet.

Name: Verde Tin
Race: Unicorn/Alicorn
Age: 34/234
Mane: White
Coat: Emerald-green
Cutie mark: Golden hammer poised above a golden anvil
Distinguishing Features (Unicorn): Wherever Verde goes, a whole slew of tools go with her. An obsessive tinkerer, she's never without the tools she needs to tinker with things.
Distinguishing Features (Alicorn): Unlike the more avian wings of a pegasus, Verde's wings have a solid bony ridge at the leading edge like those of a griffin. Also, her feathers are all elaborately dotted and patterned with whites, browns, violets, and the emerald green of her coat.
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Verde's magical training centers around exceptionally fine and detailed control. She can adjust the delicate components of devices, magically inscribe exquisitely sensitive "imperative" runes on objects, and excels in using her scoped rifle with the precision of a highly trained sharpshooter.
Weaknesses: Whether as a unicorn or an alicorn, Verde's magic is very precise and very efficient, but it's not particularly strong. She has low reserves no matter her form and never really learned the art of outputting immense amounts of magic.
Occupation (Unicorn): Magitech Engineer
Occupation (Alicorn):Commander of the Ministry of Morale's paramilitary unit, the Black Watch.
Gear (Pre-War): Various precision tools and instruments on custom-made saddlebags.
Gear (Pre- and Post-Apocalypse): One bolt-action 11.43x195mm 2.5-10x variable scoped rifle. One rune-lathed 11.43x35mm six-chamber revolver "Ocelot". Mk XVIII combat barding with metal-ceramic strike plates and integrated saddlebags. PipBuck Mk V w/ version 8.6.754.09 firmware. Various combat implements and materials.
History: Verde Tin was born to Viridian Rain not overly long after Viridian formalized her relationship with the thestral Razor Back. While Viridian has never told her who her father is, Verde has long (correctly) suspected that she was fathered by her uncle Steel Rain but that the truth remains unspoken and unwritten to protect him and avoid damaging his relationship with his family. When she was twenty-five, the war between Equestria and Zebrica began and she grew up in a world defined by this war. As the government passed to Princess Luna and the Six Ministries were formed, she became one of the founding members of the Grey Brigade (later called the Black Watch) and was involved in critical moments of the Zebra-Pony War that, together, took it from a hot war that was claiming thousands of lives a day and leading to the spread of megaspells, to a cold war that ended the killing and the development of the apocalyptic weapons. But even with the success of the Black Watch and other actors, the megaspell attacks still made a wasteland of Equestria. What this amounts to, especially after an accident made Verde one of the "potion alicorns" produced by Twilight Sparkle's IMP formula, is that Verde Tin's daily life takes place in a wasted hell. The only things that keep her sane and optimistic are her loving marefriend (who was "alicornized" in the same accident as her) and constant visible signs of progress in bringing the wasteland under governmental control and making it safe for ponies to live in again.
Personality: Life and her circumstances have made Verde Tin a duality of sorts: she's both a compassionate and good mare who cares about the common pony and a remorseless murderer who delights in killing and torturing bad ponies. Fortunately for all concerned, she easily switches the psychopath on and off as needed so in the past world of the expanded royal family, she's merely a long-lived mare with the painful memories that comes with a long life in the circumstances she lives in.
Virtue: If she could be assigned an element, Verde would be Magic. Exceptionally gifted with magitech and uniquely able to inscribe "imperative" rune into objects, greatly enhancing their attributes, she represents magic integrated with ingenuity.
Current Home: Canterlot

Name: Astraylzenika
Race: Half-zebra/Zebra-Alicorn
Age: 32/232
Mane: White with a streak of vivid scarlet
Coat: Zebra pattern with streaks of vivid scarlet.
Cutie mark: A circle with one draconic eye and one sightless eye
Distinguishing Features:  Astra has the normal zebra coloration of black and white stripes in her coat but also vivid streaks of crimson red spaced more or less at random. Unlike most zebras, she has a pure white mane and tail. When she was made an alicorn, she gained the wings and horn of one. While the primary coloration of her wings are striped black and white, the feathers of those wings are perfectly identical in pattern to those in Verde Tin's wings, a reflection of the fact that both were made alicorns by the same accident.
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): None.
Weaknesses: Unlike her marefriend Verde, Astra was born a zebra without horn or wings, so she has little facility with magic. Her use of it tends to be more crude and she wastes a great deal of her reserves making her horn work because even 200 years later, having magic is very foreign to her.
Occupation: Prior to the war, she assisted her mother Scarlet Knife. Afterwards, she became a member of the Ministry of Morale's paramilitary unit, the Black Watch, acting as the trusted right-hoof mare to her marefriend.
Gear (Pre- and Post Apocalypse: A rune-lathed 9x25mm forward box-magazine automatic pistol "Pale's Burden" w/ 1.5-4x variable red-dot pistol scope. Mk XVIIF combat barding with integrated saddlebags. PipBuck Mk V w/ version 8.6.754.03 firmware. Various combat implements and materials.
History: Astra and Verde Tin are actually legally cousins, but their respective mothers have no blood relation to one another; mutual legal adoption led to Viridian Rain (Verde's mother), Scarlet Knife (Astra's mother), and Silver Rose becoming sisters. What this amounts to is that while Verde and Astra regard one another as family, that they're also marefriends isn't particularly problematic. Although a half-zebra (through her father), Astra looks pureblooded and in a world of zebra-pony tensions, this led to her being very badly abused and mistreated in school; it was partly because Verde would step in and thrash bullies that hurt her cousin that Astra hero-worshiped her, which eventually turned into a mutually-loving relationship. Out of school, Astra followed her marefriend into the army and then into the Black Watch and was her right-hoof mare in most of the things that Verde accomplished in the Watch prior to the end of the hot war. Of the two of them, Astra was the one in the greatest danger from the accident that turned them into alicorns because the IMP formula was only supposed to work safely on unicorns; only the fact that the Black Watch was reformulating the IMP into a chemical weapon called the 'Black Cloud' did the transformation complete safely and properly.
Personality: Generally speaking, where there is Verde Tin, there is Astraylzenika; the two are inseparable and trust one another implicitly. Astra tends to be much more bitter than her cousin; she loathed her father and thus loathes the fact that she looks like a zebra when, as she'll insist to anyone who's within hearing range, she's a pony. At the same time, one of her favorite things to do is to feed into expectations by speaking in rhyme at first, and then abruptly breaking rhyme and going on like any other pony, something that tends to be a little jarring for somepony who expects a compulsive rhymer when they see a zebra.
Virtue: Astra is very much an embodiment of Loyalty. Her dedication to family is ironclad, and she will follow her cousin anywhere if only to lend encouragement. She is Loyalty to family.
Current Home: Maintains a home in Canterlot, currently living at the Gull's Reach military station above the ruins of Stable Fifty.

Name: Paladin Amor
Race: Unicorn
Age: 21
Mane: Dark blue, with a light blue streak, cut back short.
Coat: White, average length
Cutie mark: A silver shield divided down the middle, half a sun on one side, and half a moon on the other.
Distinguishing Features: Paladin's horn is chipped and worn, from many battles. Furthermore, he has a scar running down his left eye, and his right ear has a chunk bitten out of it.
Specialty: Paladin is a defender more than an attacker, and therefore he is far better at shield spells than anything else. His shields are extremely effective against most forms of attack. He is also proficient in healing spells, and the use of mundane healing methods.
Weaknesses: Paladin cannot summon shield upon shield, with a small cooldown between each spell. He also can't raise another shield immediately after he loses one, leaving a small window of opportunity to strike. While his healing spell may be effective, they are not his forte, and so drain his magic reserves considerably.
Occupation: Paladin serves faithfully as a medic/guard in the Royal Guard, sometimes serving in Celestia's private guard.
Gear: Paladin prefers to wear his father's modified armour, the main difference between it and normal guard armour being that it is blue. He also carries a first-aid kit on his person at all times.
History: Paladin was born into a family of guards, with both his mother and his father serving. Despite this, for the first sixteen years of his life he worked in a hospital, learning to heal injuries with both magic and a needle and thread. However, he always showed proficiency in shielding, and used his shield to defend another for the first time at age fourteen, when a violent offender, brought in after being knocked out by the guard, attacked a nurse. Paladin's shield spell knocked him through a wall. When his father died in combat at age sixteen, Paladin traded his smock for his father's armour and joined the Royal Guard, where he served loyally for the rest of his life. His years in the hospital made him an excellent medic, and so he joined the medic corp.
Personality: Paladin is humble pony, with few possessions. He has served the guard his entire life, and prefers to solve disputes peacefully, even when the arguing ponies are at each other's throats. He is quiet, and was at one point shy. He also believes whole-heartedly in chivalry, and treating mares with respect.
Virtue: Chivalry.
Current Home: The Royal Guard Barracks.
Misc: Paladin has never seen the point, nor has he ever tried, to get a marefriend. Instead, he spends his time alone, reading.


Name: Pariah Farcry
Race: Unicorn
Age: 26
Mane: Dark brown, extremely messy
Coat: Short, dark blue
Cutie Mark: Sigma
Distinguishing Features: Often sports a white fedora, and is always carrying his trusty saddlebags.
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): He can speak 17 languages, with 13 authentic accents.
Weaknesses: Despite being a unicorn, he has no access to magic of any kind.
Occupation: Scholar of languages.
Gear: He carries his saddlebags, which hold various plants and such collected on his journey, as well as a light weight recurve bow and arrows.
History: Pariah grew up in the slums of Canterlot, though he quickly found himself in Celestia's School in for Talented Unicorns. At age seven, he attempted to place a pocket dimension in a saddlebag, at which point he caught alight, and burnt out his magic entirely. He woke up in hospital the next day, a young mare staring at him.
Over the years, Pariah fell in love with the mare, Silver Star. Fate, however, had other plans. Silver had joined the Guard when Pariah joined the Canterlot University. During the invasion of Canterlot, Silver was side-swiped by a Changeling, and seriously injured.
Pariah blames himself for her injury, and fled Canterlot, fearful of hurting her further. If only he would return...
Following the events of 'A little change up', Pariah met with Silver and discovered that she never actually blamed him for the incident. He now travels less than before, and spends a lot of his time with her. He has also, and continues to spend time in the Night Court, where he sometimes shares a quiet laugh with Princess Luna,who he refers to as 'Moonbutt.'
Personality: Pariah is a mixed bag of emotions. He believes somewhat in chivalry, in particular the ideal of protecting mares. However, he is also a little short-tempered, flaring up when dealing with a pony he doesn't like. Razor Back in particular seems draw out this angry side. He is also brazen and sometimes reacts without thinking of the consequences. No matter how many threats he makes however, he will not attack a mare.
Virtue: Determination.
Current Home: When in Canterlot, he will spend almost all his time with Silver. More often than not though, he sleeps in any cave he can find.

Name: Silver Star
Race: Pegasus
Age: 26
Mane: Short, golden, flows to the left side of her face.
Coat: Short, silver.
Cutie Mark: A pair of crossed falchions, with a trio of silver stars aboe them.
Distinguishing features: Her left wing is missing a few feathers, and is bandaged. She often wears he Royal Guard armour.
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): She is trained in the use of falchions.
Weaknesses: She has an extremely cool head, but she often contemplates things too long, and winds up missing her opportunity.
Occupation: Sergeant of the Royal Guard.
Gear: Silver carries a pair of hoof-crafted falchions, as well as the standard Royal Guard armour.
History: Silver was born and raised a Royal Guard. Her father served faithfully for many years, and when she was old enough, he taught her to protect and serve. At age seven, she caught a blade poorly on her shield and it cracked, before breaking her arm. A few days later, she woke up and wandered through the hospital.She came across a wounded pony, covered in burns. Instead of running away, she sat down and waited for him to wake up.
She continued to chase the stallion, named Pariah, for many years before befriending him. She began to have serious feelings for him just before the attack on Canterlot. She took him to a bridge, prepared to confess her feelings for him, then got hit by the changeling and she fell. When she woke up in hospital, she found the note and though she was angry, she understood his logic, twisted as it was.
Instead of feeling sorry for herself, she pushed herself harder and harder, before gaining the rank of Sergeant.
[WIP]

Name: Viridian Rain
Race: Unicorn
Age: 25
Mane: White
Coat: Green.
Cutie mark: A twisted star.
Distinguishing Features: Viridian wears two braids in her mane, one interwoven with scarlet beads, one interwoven with silver beads.
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Viridian is an extremely scholarly pony and this tends to show through in her speech and the clipped Trottingham accent she speaks in. She is self-trained in highly deducative reasoning and most ponies that know her well are convinced that her gift is supernatural, above and beyond what unicorn magic ought to be capable of.
Weaknesses: Because of her scholarly nature, Viridian is a fairly remote pony and gets along poorly with ponies that aren't family. She tends to be blunt and not particularly kind as a first-blush response. She also has little experience of the real world, the one outside her learning, and so tends to approach new things with a naivte that's highly unusual for somepony so learned.
Occupation: Graduate student in theoretical magitechnologi studies and applications.
Gear: Partly because she's fully aware that it's incredibly creepy and partly because she's a legitimate affectionado, Viridian always carries a couple dozen black leather sheaths in a harness on her left side, each one made to fit a particular exotic or rare cutting instrument. She has straight sickles, machetes, knifves, stilettos, misicords, and even fairly mundane things like a pair of scissors and a scary-looking but entirely harmless butter knife. No one has ever known her to use the weapons, but its' notable that the weapons are visibly cared-for, which means that Viridian keeps them constantly sharpened and in perfect condition.
History: The youngest child of two parents who were scholars at Hossford University in Trottingham, primarily of magical theory and development history, Viridian was known to be an unsettlingly quiet child, to the point where her parents seriously considered calling her "Silent Rain" before she broke her ordinary silence to primly inform them that she preferred Viridian. Despite acknowledging that her family was very kind to her, Viridian is only close with her older-by-10-months brother Steel Rain; the rest of her family she almost never speaks of.
Viridian was always prodigiously intelligent, having a substantial advantage in reading comprehension over fillies of a similar age, and one of her favorite subjects was the science of deductive reasoning and logic. She's a complete fanfilly of the Fetlock Holmes books and vowed, early on, that she'd learn how to concentrate her powers of observation and correctly utilize deductive reasoning the way her fictitious detective heroine did. This determination caused classmates to be somewhat frightened of her when she started school because, although her methods were still primitive, children aren't the most sophisticated creatures and she found it extremely easy to "read" classmates and pleasantly tell them the results of her observations and deduction. This led classmates to believe she was psychic and could tattle their deepest secrets if they bothered her; thus the class bullies tended to bypass the incredibly juicy target that a strange, bookish, teacher's pet represented.
The two exceptions to the class avoiding her were a tomcolt filly that was a year behind and a soft-spoken sweet-natured one that was two years behind. Scarlet Knife and Silver Rose were the only friends Viridian had through school but they were good ones. The warmth, trust, and frankly sisterly love between the three eventually became such that when they went on to Hossford, not a single person realized that they weren't in fact sisters by birth. Viridian became fascinated by the subject of applying magic to technological devices to create entirely new technology or enhance old, and graduated summa cum laude in magitechnologi studies. Then, with her two virtual sisters happily in tow, she moved to Canterlot to begin her postgraduate work using the Royal Archives.
Personality: Viridian tends to be fairly cool towards others (except for family and her "sisters") and cares little for the feelings of those others. She tends to be highly analytic and level-headed, which others mistake for calm when it's really a self-control so tight that occasionally, her temper will flash and things ends up being broken, whether those "things" are objects or other ponies.
Virtue: The nearest Elemental virue that Viridian possesses is Honesty. Her honesty, however, would be better-rendered as "truth" and she represents the honesty of objective and harsh fact, delivered with neither compassion nor tact.
Current Home: Three-room rented house in Canterlot with her two "sisters"

Name: Scarlet Knife
Race: Unicorn
Age: 24
Mane: Black
Coat: Vivid scarlet.
Cutie mark: A hammer and sword laid across one another.
Distinguishing Features: Scarlet knife wears many braids in her mane but the only ones that are heavily decorated is one with bright green beads and one with silver beads.
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Scarlet is a consummate athlete whose manual dexterity, speed, strength, and agility are notably above average for a unicorn of her age and size. Much of how she uses her magic centers around augmenting her physical characteristics.
Weaknesses: Cliche as it is, Scarlet's largest weakness is her intellect, not so much that she lacks intelligence but that she knows enough to be dangerous while not enough to make it useful. She deeply admires her older "sister" and often attempts to imitate her deductive and objective way of looking at this, not understanding that Viridian can do this well because of nearly 20 years spent disciplining her mind to naturally work that way. Subsequently, Scarlet utilizes her sister's method but rarely comes to the most correct conclusions by it; Viridian, being an older sister and contractually obligated to let her younger sister make a fool out of herself from time to time so she can tease her, does nothing and certainly doesn't tell Scarlet she's doing it wrong.
Occupation: Scarlet is currently working as a apprentice and near-journeymare to a blacksmith in Canterlot while she works to make herself an attractive candidate for admittance into the Royal Guard.
Gear: Normally, Scarlet carries nothing but saddlebags. When she goes on a "walkabout", though, she carries a crossbow and crank post, a buckler, and a matched pair of militarized pickaxes, all made personally by her with help from Viridian's technical understanding and aid with "imperative" runes.
History: Scarlet Knife is the consummate tomcolt, the middle of five brothers and all five attest that middle sis is the tough one. Scarlet grew up beating up, being beaten up, and running around with her brothers and when she finally got to school, she was the biggest filly in her year--and two years above hers. Both of her parents being in the city guard of Trottingham inspired her to make becoming a Royal Guard her life's ambition and she started working for it very early on. If there was a sport being played, Scarlet was there. If there was running, jumping, throwing, tagging, or fighting going on, the big red filly with the ebony mane was in the thick of it.
But there was another legacy of being the filly in the middle of five brothers and that was being a prankster. Scarlet loves to prank ponies and she came to rely heavily on her large size and invincible cheer to deflect anger from he targets. Ever since she'd come across Viridian Rain, moreover, she'd made it her life's mission to prank the most stick-up-the-plothole filly in the entire school--and then Viridian ended up laughing harder than Scarlet did. Coming together over Scarlet playing a practical joke on her made Viridian and Scarlet two peas in a pod and the opinion among other students was unanimous: Scarlet plus Viridian equaled epic pranking. That there was a silent partner to their reign of terror was not generally known and both fillies would later admit that their best work came out of the mind of the sweet, innocent, soft-speaking Silver Rose.
There would be many who were absolutely floored by Scarlet Knife passing the stringent entrance requirements to get into Hossford University but no one who really knew how intensely driven and focused Scarlet could be thought it odd at all. At the famous university, Scarlet studied metallurgy and blacksmithing, determining that she'd work in a very difficult and physically taxing profession while she was readying herself to get into the Royal Guard Academy. She wouldn't graduate with full honors, but Scarlet Knife graduated respectably and happily followed the mares she saw as the sisters she'd never had off to Canterlot to seek her life's goal.
Personality: Scarlet Knife would probably be the most hated meathead and athlete you'd ever met if she wasn't brimming over with good nature and a vigorous lust for life generally. The central aspect of Scarlet's personality is a love of laughing at the world and enjoying her life, and combined with an easy willingness to just let things happen and accept them, she's a very happy pony.
Virtue: Scarlet easily embodies Laughter, always laughing at life and making others laugh too, even those who endure the petty and amusing torments she sends their way.
Current Home: Three-room rented house in Canterlot with her two "sisters"

Name: Silver Rose
Race: Unicorn
Age: 23
Mane: Silver-white
Coat: Silver.
Cutie mark: A rose with sapphire-blue petals.
Distinguishing Features: Silver wears her mane loose, except for two braids, one entwined with red beads, one entwined with green.
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Silver is exceptionally skilled with any and all forms of healing, almost as capable of soothing psychological wounds as physical ones.
Weaknesses: The philosophy of the ends justifying the means, or one in which you need to do a wrong to prevent a much greater wrong, is difficult for Silver to fathom. As such, she can be paralyzed in a medical trauma situation, especially one where it becomes necessary to save a life by amputating a limb or some other major sacrifice. Her inability to process these situations makes her astonishing medical gift useless when it's needed most.
Occupation: Silver works as a senior nurse at the Royal Canterlot Medical Center, working towards becoming a physician's assistant and eventually a doctor.
Gear: Wherever she goes, Silver always carries a pure silver facsimile of her cutie mark with emeralds, rubies, amethysts, and sapphires inlaid; she typically hangs it around her neck. Another thing she always tries to carry is a first-aid kit and a detailed medical guide in case she's called upon unexpectedly.
History: Silver Rose is the only child of a Hossford University botanist and an orthopedic surgeon, which meant that as a small filly, she found herself listening with wide eyes as her parents recounted stories of medicine and of plants. This impromptu education continued all the time she was in school, and Silver quickly developed a reputation for being both extremely quiet--albeit not shy--and highly intelligent. Her quiet and harmless nature made her an ideal target for bullies and bullies are exactly what happened. However, they found Silver to be an extremely frustrating victim because she reacted as if they didn't exist. Largely wrapped up in her own world when she wasn't directly engaged by teachers or other tasks, the various hitting, taunting, name-calling, pushing, and other tactics of the bullies just slid off her and she went about as serene as ever.
Eventually, the bullies lost patience with being ignored and decided that it was high time to do something to the filly that she couldn't simply ignore. They chose their moment with care, when there would be no teacher to interfere or immediately punish them, and picked the biggest bully colt to give her a good hard buck. As the colt wound up, for the first time ever, Silver actually looked at him and when the blow came, fluidly sidestepped and threw an expertly-planted double-hoof buck into the bully's shoulder. As the colt wailed from the snapped limb, Silver walked over and gently said "permanent injuries are not acceptable" before she used a ruler and some tight rubber bands to splint his leg just as the teacher arrived. The surprise turnabout from the meek filly put a serious damper on the bullies but more importantly, it drew the respect and admiration of two older fillies, Viridian Rain and Scarlet Knife. If her display had failed to cow the bullies, the friendship of Viridian and Scarlet did the job nicely and the three became fast, and extremely dear, friends.
Like her "sisters", Silver was admitted to Hossford where she studied medicine and graduated with honors. Bidding her parents a fond farewell, she followed the other two mares to Canterlot and got herself a job as a graveyard shift nurse at the Royal Canterlot Medical Center. But talent and a sweet personality advanced her rapidly and shortly, she was on her way to qualifications as a physician's assistant and beyond that, to becoming a full doctor.
Personality: Silver Rose's personality has been alternately described as "made of pure nice" and "steel wrapped in silk". A serene, gentle, soft-spoken pony who's instinctively kind, Silver Rose is also totally fearless but for her inability to comprehend doing a small wrong to prevent a greater.This fearless side rarely comes into the picture but, like with the bully colt, it's very noticeable when her hard and fearless side comes out from behind the genuine sweetness of nature. Generally, though, Silver is full of warmth and kindness towards others.
Virtue: Silver Rose is, of course, full of Kindness.
Current Home: Three-room rented house in Canterlot with her two "sisters"

Name: Thryssa Bar Chrysalis
Race: Changeling, Royal
Age: 36
Mane: Light aquamarine braided into a single braid that goes to her mid-back
Coat: Chitinous
Cutie Mark: A crown perched atop an upright ax
Distinguishing Features: As a royal changeling, she has two pairs of dragonfly-like wings as opposed to the single pair of fly wings most changelings have. Under the secondary eyelid, her irises are an intense gold.
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Thryssa, as the heir to the throne and thus the war leader of the Changeling Hive Monarchy, is quite gifted in the liquid combat style natural to the "war form" that her scholarly younger sister develop. She's also quite competent at the use of freeform magic in combat, although far from a master of it. A born leader of soldiers, she enjoys the instant and unquestioned obedience of her forces.
Weaknesses: Given that she's a member of a race of shapeshifters, Thyrssa's capabilities in this regard are very limited. She cannot successfully imitate the features of a pony and having never left her kingdom, she see no reason to learn. This reasoning is part and parcel of a certain level of arrogance fed by her inflated regard for her own people, a regard that comes mostly out of nursing an age-old hatred between the changelings and the three pony races. It's a hatred that few remember and Queen Chrysalis has totally forgotten but her eldest daughter nurses.
Occupation: Primary field general of the Changeling Hive Monarchy.
Gear: Thryssa, like most of the Throne Guard, goes about in thick articulated plate armor made of a bronze-like metal, sacrificing protection for the fact that the metal is lighter than steel and other iron alloys and allows freer movement and easy flight.
History: Thryssa is the first-born child of Queen Chrysalis and Prince Auron and as the heir apparent, was always destined to have the greatest burdens laid on her shoulders. Among her people, Chrysalis was already gaining a reputation as one of the greater queens in the history of the changeling race despite being extremely young in changeling terms (a mere 39, in a race where the royals could live for multiple centuries if sufficiently loved) and Thryssa had very large shoes to fill. Like in any monarchy, there were bickering nobles to deal with and court protocols to learn, and every action reflected in some way on her mother, especially since she was the proclaimed heir. Thryssa dealt with this reality by throwing herself into being the ideal changeling: cunning, deceptive, and above all a predator of refinement and skill. By and by large, Thryssa achieved this goal although it came at a cost: when her mother devised her far-sighted plan to forge a peace and then a reunion with Equestria, the zealously patriotic Thryssa, the ideal changeling, was suitable only for the least important task: ensuring that the safest route of travel from the train terminus in the Everfree Forest to the changeling capital of Scarabi was kept safe through military force.
Given her hard-driving nature, it came as a pleasant surprise to both mother and sisters that Thryssa graciously accepted her limited role in the visionary plan and remained as close to her three sisters as she ever was. Chrysalis bestowing the coveted, and richly-earned, titles of Marshal of the Everfree Line and Lady of the Southern Wastes further soothed whatever tensions may have developed.
Personality: Thryssa is a fairly typical noble: intelligent, well-spoken, and works hard to project and maintain an air of regal dignity. More than that, though, she is intensely driven and zealously patriotic about her nation and people. Having adopted an age-old grievance as her own, she also tends to be bitter and curt with ponies she might encounter.
Virtue: Without question, Thryssa embodies Loyalty to her nation, an intense patriotism that makes her absolutely dedicated to whatever goals her mother might select.
Current Home: A permanent military camp along the Everfree Line.

Name: Chidinida Bar Chrysalis
Race: Changeling, Royal
Age: 35.75
Mane: Streaked with aquamarine, canary yellow, and magenta
Coat: Chitinous
Cutie Mark: A blue heart-shaped jewel resting on golden crests
Distinguishing Features: As a royal changeling, she has two pairs of dragonfly-like wings as opposed to the single pair of fly wings most changelings have. Under the secondary eyelid, her irises are violet.
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): In a race that literally survives on the radiant energy generated by love, Chidinida stands out for her exceptional talent related to all things love. She has an innate and sensitive feel for its flow, can accurately predict its waxing and waning, can subtly guide and manipulate its currents, and can dig into a heart and gently coax the love within it into full blossom.
Weaknesses: Because of the part she plays in her mother's master plan, Chidi is a changeling that is a stranger to her entire people. She has some remote understanding of their society, history, and culture but has no idea how to be a part of it. Her total isolation from her own race makes her intensely lonely and thus vulnerable to the manipulation of anyone who is convincing enough in their assertions of friendship.
Occupation: Various
Gear: A jeweled locket with one of the jewels enchanted to allow her to speak to any changeling who has one of its sisters--and more importantly to her, see their face.
History: The second daughter of Queen Chrysalis and Prince Auron, born a short gestation period after her sister, Chidi's unique qualities--an even temperament, a friendly nature, ease among strangers--marked her as the ideal linchpin in her mother's grand plan to win the changelings acceptance into the society of the three other pony races. Thus, since barely after her birth, Chidi has been playing her part in this grand design and is proving to be everything her mother had hoped.
Personality: Chidi has a naturally warm and gregarious personality. She absolutely loves being around others, basking in the simple pleasure of being around them and able to talk endlessly with anyone about anything, genuinely interested in what they have to say--and the subtle strains of love energy she siphons off of the mild love and appreciation others feel for someone who pays attention, cares, and is interested in them.
Virtue: in her cheerful willingness to give absolutely everything of herself for a greater cause, and a genuinely giving nature, Chidi practically radiates Generosity. She's well-known for doing everything in her power to give aid and comfort, and the sea of love this earns from others is simply icing on the cake.
Current Home: Wherever the needs of her mother's plans take her.
Misc: Chidi is always accompanied by a mated pair of Throne Guards named Krissa and Aarian who assume the guise of Solar Royal Guards around ponies.

Name: Tettidora Bar Chrysalis
Race: Changeling, Royal
Age: 35
Mane: Turquoise, braided into a pair of pigtails.
Coat: Chitinous
Cutie Mark: A fanned stack of three books with a different symbol on each cover: a beaker, a gear, and a heart.
Distinguishing Features: As a royal changeling, she has two pairs of dragonfly-like wings as opposed to the single pair of fly wings most changelings have. Under the secondary eyelid, her irises are blue with visible streaks of gold.
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Tetti is exceptionally gifted in the science of shapeshifting and is the first changeling in thousands of years to actually develop a form that a changeling can assume that's not an imitation of an existing creature, but a highly-tuned hybrid of several that gives a changeling incredible agility, speed, and formidable natural weapons. She also acts as her mother's adviser on areas of science and scholarship.
Weaknesses: Tetti is as absentminded as she is incredibly intelligent and in a race that relies very strongly on disguise, her tendency to lose track of where she is and what's happening around her is quite dangerous. More than one occasion of her accompanying her eldest sister has gone badly because Tetti got distracted by something of scholarly interest and dropped her guise so she could access her saddlebags for her notebook. She, like Twilight Sparkle, also has a tendency to get extremely neurotic when her personal order gets disrupted although, oddly, the chaos of battle isn't one of the things that does this.
Occupation: First Vizier for Science and Scholarship, Ambassador
Gear: Wherever Tetti goes, so goes her thick notebook--and at least two books.
History: Tettiora was born nearly a full year after Chidi, the third daughter of Queen Chrysalis and Prince Auron, and right from the beginning was distinct for her love of books. She eagerly devoured entire shelves of the Royal Libraries and when changeling agents managed to collect a new box of books in Equestria, the changelings carrying the crate to the library found a fully-awake and highly excited Tetti waiting at the door no matter what hour it happened to be. But as much as she might have wished otherwise, a princess could never be a mere librarian or scholar, and Chrysalis would gently press her daughter to do more with her immense store of accumulated knowledge than hold onto it.
The thing that drove Tetti to her greatest achievement was several skirmishes with the highly territorial sand drakes than lived between Scarabi and the Everfree train terminus. Tetti was extremely fond of her older sister and when Thryssa was injured (lightly) in one of the skirmishes, her scholarly sister had a minor panic attack then vowed to find a way to fully leverage the changeling shapeshifting powers to give them better tools in a fight. The development of the "war form" took nearly a decade, much of it spent gathering data outside of changelings lands, but when Tetti presented the wolflike creature with its thick chitinous plates, scything claws, and both cords and tongue capable of making the sounds to speak the changeling native tongue, her triumph was widely applauded even by members of the court that thought her expeditions a boondoggle.
After the development of the "war form", Tetti was given a place literally at her mother's side and became well-known in the court as being a highly trusted adviser--and with very good reason. The Great Plan was an invention of Chrysalis before her daughters were even born but the various refinements of the Plan bear the distinct mark of the book-smart Tettiora and as time goes on, it's become clear that the small changes are making success all the more certain. Her greatest contribution, however, is that Tetti is highly open-minded and undogmatic and quite well-educated on the societies outside of the changeling lands, which makes her the perfect representative of the Monarchy to act as its official voice in the court of the Dual Thrones. Except for Chidi, no changeling has a more vital role in the Plan than Tettidora.
Personality: Tetti is a curious mix of an extremely serious scholar that others take seriously, and a youthful mare that's prone to displays of unsophisticated emotion such as expressing gratitude by hugging someone or blowing a raspberry at someone who irritates her. She's not as warm as her older sister but definately more friendly than her oldest.
Virtue: Tetti embodies an aspect of Magic, mastering the inherent magic of her own kind to the degree that she can mold and shape it to her needs.
Current Home: An apartment built onto the upper story of the Royal Library.

Name: Lepinora Bar Chrysalis
Race: Changeling, Royal
Age: 33
Mane: Naturally a very light aquamarine but Lepi experiments with styles and dyes so much that her color and style of mane change all the time.
Coat: Chitinous
Cutie Mark: A downward-facing mason's compass crossed by a paintbrush with its tip coated in rainbow paint, a needle and thread arcing above it, and a trio of green heart-shaped jewels arcing under it.
Distinguishing Features: As a royal changeling, she has two pairs of dragonfly-like wings as opposed to the single pair of fly wings most changelings have. Under the secondary eyelid, her she has one light blue and one peridot-green eye, both streaked with thick streaks of violet. She also has a very heavily carved-up carapace, the basic equivalent of full-body tattooing, and a careful examination of the angle reveals that every bit of it is her personal work, done using mirrors.
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): As much as she hates it (if you take her word for it), Lepi is a genuine polymath with her immense variety of talent focused in the area of art and crafts. Try as she might, her instinct for aesthetics is so deeply-ingrained that even as she tries to play the rebel and shock polite society with outrageous fashions, she ends up looking attractive and admirably unique. Partly, this is because she meets the changeling ideal for beauty: slim, very smooth chitin, less-visible fangs, light mane and tail, and patterns of pits and holes instead of random ones.
Weaknesses: Lepi is an extremely unpleasant person, no way around it. She proclaims her hatred for being talented in arts and crafts, and makes every attempt to punish the world for making her talented in a way she strongly doesn't want to be. Thus, while her gifts make her very attractive and interesting, she's never been able to overcome her resentment at being condemned by some mysterious unknowable force to be artistic instead of beloved (Chidi), strong (Thryssa), or brilliant (Tetti). Her self-hate does nothing to diminish her family's fondness for her but it repels most anyone else.
Occupation: None apparent.
Gear: The proclaimed hatred of her talents aside, Lepi is not stupid or stubborn enough to squander her "curse" and regularly carries all the essential supplies of the artist: sketchpad, pencils, quills, charcoal, a compass, measuring devices, and other tools that allow her to capture an idea at the moment of conception and take it back home to make real.
History: Lepinora is the fourth and final daughter of Queen Chrysalis and Prince Auron and was born longer after her previous sibling than any of the others. She was also the first to get her cutie mark and like in pony society, this tended to lead to expectations that she'd be a prodigy of some sort. Chrysalis did her very best to deflect such inflated expectations and emphasize that she had no intention of allowing starry-eyed nobles to turn her youngest into a showpiece, but court politics eventually forced her to concede slightly and permit her daughter to be tutored and mentored to see what her cutie mark meant. The nobles that'd forced it on Chrysalis, however, found themselves flummoxed because Lepi seemed to have no useful talents: she wasn't exceptional in magic, nor in shapeshifting, nor in fighting, nor in learning and scholarship. A thoroughly annoyed Chrysalis retorted to their complaints with "Has anyone considered giving her a paintbrush, like the one on her bucking plot?" and that was how it became apparent to the court that the unfocused and energetic filly was a supreme artist.
It was at this point that public Lepi began to be different than the real Lepi. In public, Lepi followed the typical "misunderstood artist" trope to an absolute T, projecting nastiness and self-hate even has she turned out amazing examples of visible art and practical art. Her rebellious streak became a thing of legend and her strange and outrageous behavior was an embarrassment to the Hive Throne. In the company of family or in private with her marefriend (she's the only one of the four daughters in a serious relationship thus far), public Lepi got turned off and she was a totally different pony. The real Lepi is her mother's spymaster, the great range of her talents turning out an endless stream of tiny little details that make a disguise perfect and a cover story airtight. She personally makes the entire Great Plan possible and while her family is very tight-knit, she's regarded with especially great affection by her siblings and parents.
Personality: In the very paragon of a race that can change their shape and identity with unconscious ease, Lepi maintains two massively different personas and switches between them at will. She the public Lepi with all her heart and soul but without any public around, she turns it off and becomes cheerful, gregarious, affectionate (to her marefriend), and lightly eccentric. It's this real Lepi that makes her proclamations of self-hate somewhat dubious: by all accounts, she takes an artist's joy in dressmaking, painting, sketching, interior and architectural design, and even some limited jeweling. This comes as no surprise, when one thinks about it; after all, theater is an art too.
Virtue: There is no specific virtue that could be assigned to Lepi although if one was to describe her in terms of "alignment", she'd be Chaotic Good. She does what she believes to be best and as much as she projects a petty and mean personality to the world, there's a reason that those who know her best speak fondly of "little Lepi" and why all of those are perfectly willing to butt heads with her public persona without losing any love for the mare under it.
Current Home: Lepi inhabits an entire wing of the royal palace, enough space for her art and to manage the considerable legion of spies she maintains across the world.

(From Maretropolis Group
Name: Steam Coupling/Enginseer
Age: 33
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Coat Colour/Pattern: Coat is an iron grey with speckles and streaks of black.
Mane Colour/Pattern/Style: Mane is worn short. Light grey with brown stripes.
Cutie Mark: Two hoses coupled together with steam coming out of the coupling.
History/Backstory: Steam was born to a lower-class family living in the slum-like neighborhoods built around the heavy industry factories that are still a large part of the prosperity of Manehattan. Her father and mother were both master machinists, her father with sheet metal CNC machines, her mother with industrial lathes. As such, Steam grew up around all the modern tools of industrial manufacturing and was familiar with the intricacies of welding and lathing before she even entered high school. Being the oldest child, she was expected to the the example and to be successful, and the constant pressure began to make her obsessive-compulsive and more than a little twitchy. The compulsive habits made other children steer clear of her and Steam's high school experience was filled with lots of studying alone and getting used to relying on herself, her family, and no one else.
A loyalty to the family business combined with the fact that she was definitely on the higher end of the intelligent spectrum practically compelled Steam to choose mechanical engineering as a career, and she took to it with enthusiasm. Already well versed in the practical side, she found the theoretical side to be quite simple and graduated a year early with her Bachelors of Applied Sciences. With a higher degree in hoof, she went back to her old neighborhood and swiftly became a highly successful foremare at the same factory her parents worked at.
Naturally, grinding poverty produced plenty of desperation, and desperation produced crime. In a bit of irony, Steam's family home was both the worst-situated house in the neighborhood and the most well-protected. Even very clever thugs were hard-pressed to break in through steel-backed doors, thickly-barred windows, and cable in legitimately armored conduit. With a mechanical engineer renting space (the room she'd shared with a younger sibling suited her needs just fine), it became something of a fortress. With her own space secure, Steam began to notice that her family was unusually fortunate, and she began to think that perhaps, others could benefit from what she and her parents had learned as they devised ways to keep their homestead protected. Moreover, she concluded, thugs with baseball bats and even ones with guns could be left behind in an "arms race" if there was a certain engineer with access to plenty of industrial machines to start such an arms race.
Calling herself "Enginseer", Steam Coupling came up with some simple metal armor and ways to conceal both her actual appearance and voice and quickly became the biggest bully on the block. Right away, she enjoyed a level of popularity that took her aback as the workers could easily tel that one of their own had decided to stick up for them and protect them. As time has gone on, her work has become more and more sophisticated and while she lacks the electronics education to turn her exoskeletal rig into a true full-suite battlesuit, brute force methods of building have yielded very good and robust results.
Personality: Steam is something of a loner and comes off as very shy and awkward in social situations since she barely understands how to do it right. But when you get her talking, she shakes off her discomfort and tends to be very animated and enjoys simply discussing things, anything.
Costume: Steam Couplings wears a full-body machine suit that has a very bulky, rough, low-tech appearance, all severe angles and blocky shapes. In truth, the machine suit is quite sophisticated for having no electronics beyond the basic components to run the actuators. Precision-ground optics give her sight an almost supernatural sharpness and clarity. Extensive use of bearings and fine-machining allows for very fluid and natural movement. The armoring is done in such a way that hitting it stright-on without having to contend with spaced, sloped armor is extremely hard and the sophistication of the armor configuration allows it to deflect light anti-machine munitions such as .50 caliber and 20mm rounds.
Powers/Equipment: Other than the natural power that intellect, literacy, and drive bestow on her, Steam has no powers. Her equipment consists of her Mark XIV machine armor suit and increasingly, a very heavy sidearm that she can use in the suit and won't produce noticeable recoil because of the suit's durable design.
Weaknesses: With her compulsive habits and acquired indifference towards others, Steam Coupling works very poorly at group efforts and ponies tend to go out of their way to avoid interacting with her, not quite sure what to make of somepony who'll randomly begin talking to the air to help figure out a particularly thorny problem.
Misc:
STR 2
FA 5
INT 4
DUR 3
EP 3
SPD 2.5

Name: Eclipse Moon/Halfmoon
Age: 28
Race: Thestral
Alignment: Neutral Good
Coat Colour/Pattern: Coat is a deep violet with ears tips, muzzle, and around her hooves going to black.
Mane Colour/Pattern/Style: Mane is a mild blue with a single silver streak running down her right side.
Cutie Mark: A moon with half a light yellow and the other half a dark blood-red.
History/Backstory: Eclipse Moon was born to a single mare in one of the lower-middle class districts of Manehattan. While her and her mother weren't necessarily starving and destitute, existence was grinding, difficult, and hopeless. Blind idealism among the city authorities led to Eclipse going to school with a mix of poor kids like her, the middle class, and spoiled rich brats who enjoyed slapping everyone else in the face with all the nice things they got. Eclipse, never a shrinking violet by any means, gave as good as she got, sneering at the rich kids for their "fashionable" clothing that, like much of high fashion, looked mildly ridiculous. The mutual verbal abuse started in nursery school and kept up into high school without showing any signs of abating. As if to give teeth to her taunting and put-downs, Eclipse was the proverbial teacher's pet, always well-behaved, always quick to volunteer, always turning in assignments on time and looking very tidy. Her biting commentary on them and the fact that she kept showing them up made the the rich kids hate the mouthy little mare with the creepy catlike eyes, enough that brats who obsessed with clique and who was "in" and "out" came to want to shut her up more than they wanted to backbite each other. With their "old money" city elite parents wrapped around their little hooves and willing to do anything for their precious little colts and fillies, they succeeded in getting Eclipse and her mother evicted from their little rental space and her mother fired from a relatively well-paying job doing fast courier work.
And then they rubbed her face in it, and something in the well-behaved thestral snapped. After spending a night hugging her mom and consoling her that they could figure something out, the fact that these insufferable, spoiled, stupid, rich vermin had made it happen was more than she was willing to  bear. She leaped at the first taunting filly with a bestial snarl and both fancy clothes--and blood--began to fly. The other rich kids waded in to save the first target and got plenty of the same treatment from what had turned into a beast gone mad, something with claws and teeth and razor-sharp wing edges that no longer looked like Eclipse Moon. It wasn't until a teacher galloped over to stop the one-sided fight that the enraged young thestral relented and stood there with an eerie serenity among her half-dozen victims looking no different than she had before. Despite the blood and shreds of clothing, all the wounds she'd inflicted were intensely painful but would cause no lasting harm; angry but not murderous, she'd made them hurt and made them bleed--but had not made them die. Suffice it to say, Eclipse was swiftly expelled from school but all attempts at criminal prosecution went nowhere, because no one could explain how a thestral's small fangs and smooth hooves could have inflicted the bite and claw marks that decorated the snobs.
Her education having ended but free, Eclipse began looking around for a way to ease the burden on her mother and she swiftly hit upon the idea of getting into courier work like her mother had--but as much as her mother was a good provider and determined, Eclipse was ambitious and saw herself as being above merely running packages. From day one, her eye was fixed on the top of the food chain, and she was willing to do what it took to reach it. She was faster than the others, more reliable, more willing to work hard jobs, had fewer incidents of damaged goods, and was all around better until the level of "better" moved her up a slot and she led a section. The second turned into a wing, and the wing turned into a branch. While her mother did stenography--thestral ears and reflexes being excellent for transcription work--Eclipse became an important pony in the courier service before she turned 24, having started at 16. Being high in the courier organization, however, meant always knowing where goods were flowing and how they were flowing, and this inevitably meant that Eclipse had her ear tuned to the movement of illegal goods that made bad ponies rich, ponies that were worse than the selfish snobs that had bullied a poor mare and her daughter on behalf of their spoiled offspring. Eclipse saw a way that she could hurt these bad ponies in ways much deeper than scarring some overdressed brats and she began working out how to tap into the bestial thing she'd found in that school hallway eight years before.
Presently, criminal organizations around the city began to experience severe disruptions in their supply lines. Shipments were attacked and destroyed, thugs savaged, and "protection" money disappeared along with the leg-breakers that had gone to collect it. The only thing these events seemed to have in common was descriptions of a snarling beast seeming to be made of shadows, a twisted hybrid of wolf and thestral with the lithe, frighteningly graceful movements of a hunting cat. The only identifying mark on the creature is a half-moon on its forehead where a horn would be on a unicorn; causing the beast to be designated "Halfmoon" with no one the wiser. After all, Eclipse Moon looks nothing like a wolf...
Personality: Eclipse is a very driven thestral, doggedly seeking to escape crushing poverty and ensure that her mother can live comfortably ans safely as she ages. This intense focus often gives the impression that Eclipse is ignoring or disregarding someone, or simply doesn't care. But despite her drive and illicit nocturnal activities, Eclipse is actually quite pleasant to others--when she can be torn away from her work, that is. She has a certain "den mother" demeanor towards her employees and is extremely protective of anyone she regards as downtrodden, weak, or in need of someone to protect then, the same way she was when a child in school mocking the snooty rich kids.
Costume: In her everyday life, Eclipse wears a quartet of specially reinforced hoofshoes that are designed to relieve hoof pain from standing for long periods of time. In the form of Halfmoon, she wears nothing at all since the form itself conceals her identity.
Powers/Equipment: By some means unknown to her, but that she suspects has something to do with her unknown father, Eclipse can take a bestial form that has earned her the name "Halfmoon". Bearing very high bite strength, broad bat wings with razor-sharp edges, and long retractable claws, this bestial form is very fast and agile, making it difficult to land a blow, especially against the extreme brutality she practices while using the form. The shadowy aura around the form also seems to dull the strength of any attack; on more than one occasion, rifle bullets have literally bounced off of it.
Weaknesses: Eclipse has a temper. In school, this temper caused her to respond to sneering with biting mockery, earning the united hate of the rich kids. When her mother lost her job and home, this temper led to the first emergence of Halfmoon and the savaging of several students. Her temper often makes it very, very difficult for her to exercise full sapient control over herself in her bestial shape. Also, despite her drive and natural gifts, Eclipse is poorly-educated although not necessarily stupid.
Misc:
STR 2/4 (Halfmoon)
FA 4/6 (Halfmoon)
INT 4/4 (Halfmoon)
DUR 3/5 (Halfmoon)
EP 3/3 (Halfmoon)
SPD 2/2.5 (Halfmoon)

Name: Serene Catastrophe
Race: Pegasus
Age: 20

Mane: Midnight blue with dark purple highlights.
Coat: Midnight blue with a dark purple gradient on her legs.
Cutie mark: (currently doesn’t have a cutie mark) It is a atom, where a hurricane would act as it’s nucleus, and the obit lines (the orbit which protons and electrons float around the nucleus), are streaked lines of stars surrounding it.  

Extra details that aren’t needed but are nice to add: Due to her fear of interaction and staying inside most of her life, she hadn’t had a chance to acquire her cutie mark. She wear’s bangles on her upper legs, a gift given to her from her late mother; Midnight Dream

Distinguishing Features: Aside from no cutie mark. It’s her color scheme being so different from everyone else, which on average is much brighter and more saturated.

Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): As a Pegasus she is capable of walking on clouds. Manipulating weather through physical actions. When flying at extreme speeds, she leaves a trail of bright “stars” which fade after a few seconds.

Weaknesses: She is not very good at flying to fast, or maneuvering to well due to always keeping inside for years.
She is xenophobic in the sense that she is afraid of other ponies that isn’t herself or her father; Day Dream

Occupation: She currently doesn’t have a job, if she if she did she would work in the Weather department in the Storm Tamer’s division.
Gear: She owns a set of Midnight blue bangle’s that were once her mothers.

History: Serene Catastrophe, in the reason that her parents had given, is supposed to mean “one that quells the storm”. It was on the very night of her birth that there was a horrid and tragic natural storm that was far too dangerous to be handled by the Pegasi, so in the meantime they had to evacuate everyone from Cloudsdale. While on that very same night Midnight Dream was going to have birth. Unfortunately it became impossible to move Midnight Dream as the baby wanted to come out. So in order to go through the birthing process they needed to somehow keep the storm at bay.

Day Dream, being the proud husband that he is, took a great and dangerous risk and headed out into the storm. It was extremely dangerous and he wasn’t able to convince anyone to willingly join him, but he went out anyway. If he was able to do anything to make sure his family survives he was willing to put his life on the line. Through his action’s alone he managed to convince other Pegasi to help him. They managed to hold back the storm long enough and weaken it enough that when Midnight Dream had finally given birth the storm had dissipated. Day Dream had came back injured with his rag tag group of impromptu team, not only did they save Cloudsdale from massive destruction, but Day dream wasn’t in it to save the city his job was to save his family, which he did.

As Serene grew up other foals at school teased her because of her color, even targeting her for her name Catastrophe and blamed her for things that she didn’t partake in. The teasing got bad that one-day when another terrible storm was starting to brew. Foals her age took her to the area where the storm was supposed to take place just as it was starting to take shape and threw her in there telling her to ‘go join other catastrophe’s like her’.

In this point of her life, the storm itself, which had started to brew quickly, had terrified the little filly with all the thunder around her and the lighting crackling between the clouds. Luckily when this happened her Mom had been searching for her desperately to make sure her daughter was okay. Upon her search she found her daughter in the middle of some lighting clouds. Serene was struck by lighting in her attempts to escape and was free falling. Midnight Dream rescued her daughter, but during her rescue Midnight suffered a lot of damages from lighting strikes. Managing to get her daughter to safety, Serene woke up in the hospital with Day Dream next to her. Serene had awoken to unfortunate news, her Mother, had passed away. The amount of damage she had suffered flying through that storm was far too severe and she had passed away.

Since then Serene, heartbroken, had developed a fear of all other ponies around her. Terrorized, still, by that very night that she was thrown into that storm and her mother dying, she became scared of the world around her, particularly when dealing with other ponies. It was gradual but she soon found herself unable to even leave home without her Dad without breaking into uncontrollable tremble and screams.
Personality: Serene has been tragically scarred her whole life because of the incident when she was thrown into a storm that caused her mothers death, so she’s very skittish and reserved. She is very sweet and caring, but is fearful of other ponies.

Current Home: Ponyville
Misc.: Five years after Serene’s mother’s death, Day Dream and Serene moved to Ponyville.

Name: Kimi 'Hebi' Seishou
Race: Seishou pony
    The Seishou is a clan that has never pertained to any sort of ninja village. The clan is known for their absolute, from birth, control of chakra and being known to harness a superior control of chakra greater then that of any other shinobi. The clan specializes in the usage of special chakras that is hard to harness by normal shinobi.
The Seishou have a special ability known as Chakra evolution. As most individuals are capable of using specific types of chakras the Seishou have the ability to cause their chakra to evolve into a greater stage. This greater stage of chakra type replaces the old chakras.
Age: 22

Mane: Black
Coat: White
Cutie mark.: A blooming violet lotus

Distinguishing Features: The tattoo's upon her body pertaining towards various types of summoning’s ranging from holding items to summoning creatures from another plane to use.

Specialty: Kimi over her years of being a shinobi she has accumulated a massive library of techniques.

Gate Valve: Due to popping up in Equestria because of the experimentation her access to her chakra has been severely hindered as the effects of the chakra use from her world is so different from the magic used in Equestria that it doesn't harmonize. So it takes her a little more difficult than normal to use her chakra properly.

Weaknesses: Her two children, Kimberly and Tetsu Seishou, can be used against her as they are her whole world. Has a fear of dying prematurely and Loneliness.
Occupation: Village Leader, Shinobi, Mother, and Teacher

Gear:

• Village Headband: Garasu headband, Scratched out Konoha headband.
  
• Ninja tools: katana, ninja claws, triple bladed-scythe, Shuriken Holster with shurikens, Kunai Pouch with kunai
  
• Breathing Apparatus
  
• Scrolls: two Village scrolls and Special weapon scroll
  
• Medical tools and items
  
• Guqin - Guqin is the modern name for a plucked seven string Chinese musical instrument. It's nothing more than a musical instrument. With seven string's and it's length is about 5 feet. It's appearance is that below. The purpose of the Guqin is to be used specifically for the Deadly Melody Skill, where it can make it more refined and focused, that it's power increases.
  

History: Being born into the Seishou clan meant one things, the moment you were able to walk and comprehend you were put to training. Kimi had two loving and wonderful parent's, while they were tough on her with training, they took very good care of her for the time that they were alive. It was around the age of five when it had happened and her parents were killed when they were out on a mission. Kimi lived in a village called Konoha, it was located in the middle of a massive forest that covered most, if not all, the continent. She had been cared for by the head of the village and provided for. Upon coming of age she had joined into the ninja academy, as is tradition for shinobi's, and spent the next few years there. Enduring new experiences such as dealing with others, and even dealing with bullying, though when graduation occurred, which is promptly when the students, typically, turn 12. She joined a cell comprised of two others; Hinata and Daisuke and their team leader; Datorru and was finally given her headband  which officially signified her as a shinobi of the village.

    For the next few months many mission's would be done; team building, trainings, more studies into various thing's that didn't include ninja techniques. During this time Kimi had begun to feel inadequate compared to her teammates and seeked to gain power in order to help them, but because of her naivety, she seeked out somepony else for more power.  Seeking this person was probably one of the biggest mistakes she had ever made. she began pupil to a criminal known as Orochimaru and continued under his tutelage for many months. Going through hellish training and experimentation's forced upon her while she learned from Orochimaru. One night she escaped from his clutches upon overhearing a conversation Orochimaru had with Kabuto about using her as his next host.

    She returned back to Konoha only to have a not-so-happy welcome from her ex teammates which caused her to leave once again. Many month's would pass by and several battles ensues to keep from returning back home, eventually she had managed to successfully fake her death in order to have freedom. she wandered the world traveling from country to country making sure to keep a low profile in her attempts to not get found out by another shinobi. She had gotten caught by a jounin of an allied village to Konoha. Though, in her fear, she managed to strike a deal with her captor to not turn her in and since then thing's had just went downhill for the young shinobi pony.

    Sexual abuse, slavery, drug addiction, near neath experiences all of which happened over the time she was with Inuzuka Koji. After his demise, she left and wandered the lands again, now, looking for a place to settle down. It was about a year now and she had become pretty well known amongst the criminal's as "The Monster" and was even scouted out to join a group called the "Nishoku" who were comprised of criminal's who ironically held a strong sense of justice and tried to fight against the evil powers that tried to ruled the villages through underhanded and deceptive means. Though the effort was valiant things didn't work out that way and only made things worse.

    she had fallen in love at this time as well and had gotten pregnant. During this time as well she had gotten funding and made a deal with another country south of Konoha and started her own village. thing's had appeared to be going to well until she was called out on a mission for the nishoku and it was to begin battle against the greater evil, Akatsuki, and she headed for Suna where she did battle with Sasori of the red sand's along with a group of other shinobi's, who were also sent to do the same. Her battle with Sasori ended with the death of the dangerous criminal, but around the world where her teammates had been. They were being killed off one by one.

    When thing's had appeared to have been going well, it had gotten worse for her. Her teammates had been killed off, and most were captured and imprisoned. The love of her life and the father, who was the host of the two tail demon nekomata, of her children had committed suicide and blamed her for all of his problems. This led to several months of depression and even her own attempts at suicide, which had been prevents by her faithful follower, Yasmin Kaguya. After getting over the death of the one person she loved, she gave birth to two beautiful fillies. Not long after this did Kimi go into hiding along with her village and for several year's Kimi and her village did their business in complete secrecy.

    When they finally emerged they began their dealing's with other villages and created allegiances to keep peace and to battle against the Akatsuki that was slowly trying to take over the villages. In the next couple of years, Kimi had been out on several political missions and even participated in several events which required the participation of all other villages. She's met with god's and received their blessings. She's dealt with spirits and demon's. She became respected as a village leader being so young when she first took the mantle others thought it was a joke, but she pulled through and managed to prove that she was capable of handling it.

    Even learning an entirely new tier of ninjutsu when she created had become known to others and she was not only respected, but greatly feared as well. Orochimaru had caught wind of her location and Kimi had also found out that she was being hunted down by him, and while she was quite the powerful pony with very little to fear, she was still afraid of him. Though she did what she could to prevent herself from being found by Orochimaru, but it didn't turn out as well as she had wanted to as Orochimaru and the akatsuki had attacked her village. She had wanted to run from her fear, but she had to stay and battle as it was her responsibility. Her village was utterly decimated after a raging battle. Many of her shinobi's died that night. Orochimaru had been killed and the other akatsuki that had attacked the village.

    The village had been rebuilt and a Kimi went back to her duties. It was during an experimentation that she was performing on trying to teleport with mirrors, where an accident occurred and she had found herself in Equestria.

Personality: Kimi Seishou is a misunderstood pony, who has been through many tragedies. Underneath her serious demeanor is a gentle and kind and very loving spirit. Due to her life as a shinobi, she learned to keep her trust to very, very few ponies, but she is sensible and merciful lest her wrath is incurred.
Current Home: Hayseed Swamp

Name: Dusk Hammer

Race: Unicorn

Age: 26

Mane: Burnt Orange, kept in a short mohawk. His tail is also kept short

Coat: Dark Violet

Cutie mark.: An iron hammer surrounded by fire.

Extra details that aren’t needed but are nice to add: He has navy blue eyes.

Distinguishing Features: He's bigger and stronger than most unicorns, about the size of Big Mac. He also has a set of scars on his right shoulder from when a timberwolf got too close and scratched him.

Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Again, stronger than an average unicorn, about that of a regular earth pony. A good tolerance to high temperatures from working at a forge. Very attentive when listening to other ponies, and has taught himself how to read ponies, although he knows it isn't 100 percent accurate. Most proficient with his sword, especially with a shield, but he can use other weapons effectively.

Weaknesses: He's known to overwork himself to the point of exhaustion, and he won't let anypony try to stop him. In other words, he's stubborn and bull-headed. When he's caged up in some way and can't get out, he becomes depressed to the point where he's lethargic and often won't do anything.

Occupation: Former military blacksmith, now a civilian blacksmith.

Gear: He keeps his sword from the military in case he has to fight. Also, any weapon he makes in his shop.

History: Born and raised in Trottingham, he decided to try being an apprentice for a local blacksmith to earn his cutie mark. He received it after successfully forging his first sword and finding that this was what he wanted to do. He joined the Royal Guard as soon as he finished school and became a military blacksmith. He also was trained to be a soldier at his request. During his final test he was jumped by a timberwolf, giving him the scars on his right shoulder. After serving for eight years, he decided to go back to civilian life. His parents still live in Trottingham, along with his two little brothers and his little sister. He lives in Trottingham too, right above his workshop about a block from his parent's home.

Personality: He acts rough around other stallions, but becomes somewhat gentlecoltly around pretty mares. He's confident in his abilities and proud of his achievements, but he's not prideful. Although he does have a strong sense of independence, so being able to take care of himself is very important for him. He has a serious personality. He also has a very strong sense of right and wrong and is often selfless.

Current Home: Trottingham

Misc: He is looking for a special somepony, but not actively as he puts work first.

Name: Torchlight

Race: Unicorn

Age: 23

Mane: Burnt Orange

Coat: Red

Cutie mark.: Two crossed lit torches.

Extra details that aren’t needed but are nice to add: Blue eyes

Distinguishing Features: none

Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Anything that has to do with fire. He's good with fire spells, manipulating fire, and is rather resistant to heat from being around flames a lot.

Weaknesses: Has less tolerance for the cold, and is only slightly stronger than an average unicorn. Other than that he's average.

Occupation: Traveling Entertainer

Gear: A cart full of all the props and tools he needs to perform.

History: Born and raised in Trottingham, he's the second oldest of four, his brother Dusk Hammer being the oldest. He always had a thing for fire, and his parents weren't surprised he got his cutie mark for having a talent in literally playing with it. He and Dusk often didn't get along. Dusk is known for his loyalty and also his stubbornness, which didn't go well with Torchlight's carefree attitude. They're practically opposites, except they both have a passion for their work and both respect the guard and the law. Torchlight now travels around Equestria, entertaining those around him with his talent at using fire.

Personality: A carefree pony who isn't all too concerned on how many bits he earns as he works, although he earns a good amount thanks to his skills. He loves to party and he loves his mares. Family is still his highest priority. He often lets insults simply roll off of him, and sometimes he makes a joke out of them.

Current Home: His cart, which he pulls all around Equestria. Though he can always go back to his parent's home in Trottingham if he needs to.

Misc: Often seen as irresponsible, but he's actually isn't. He makes sure to never put the audience in danger. He's Dusk Hammer's younger brother.

Name: Sugary Market

Race: Terra Unicorn (Not from Equestria. Think MLP meets Final Fantasy.)

Age: Mid 30's

Mane: Long white mane and tail

Coat: Light brown with some white patches on the nose tip, lower forelegs and lower hind legs, and part of his flank

Cutie mark: Stretched taffy that looks like a Pink Horse Tail.

Extra details that aren’t needed but are nice to add: Dark brown eyes, white horn despite his coat color, and of large frame(Roughly the size of Fancy Pants or Blueblood for best reference... because Big Mac is too mainstream.). Somewhat rugged and very well built due to long years of physical labor, travel, and training.

Distinguishing Features: May occasionaly be seen wearing his vintage "Red Mage" travel clothes and feathered fedora or just the fedora.

Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc):

Combat related: Wide knowledge in offensive, defensive, and support/utility spells. Great manipulation of weapons, shields, and other items when levitated. Can fight using a combination of both previously mentioned combat elements. Good at horn fencing, tackling, bucking/kicking , stomping and some improvisation(grappling, "punching") for close non-magical combat. Can achieve Trance/Limit Break for a higher level of magical focus in general(Does not boost his magic strength. The individual spells are still only as powerful as he can possibly make them.) Can cast spells without the use of his horn but are significantly weaker and/or take longer to focus on.(Basically, the spells are from the FF series... Within limits, restrictions and variations of course. Can't just use Doomsday or Meltdown just because they exist in the series for example... Nerfing may be done if required however.)

Casual: Great at making sweets so long as he has the proper tools and ingredients(Reason for being awarded his mark.). Can use certain combat spells at low output for convenience along with the support/utility spells. Is just as good at manipulating regular tools and items with levitation as he does with weapons. Competent knowledge of technological devices.

Weaknesses:

Combat related: Overuse of stronger spells will drain him faster and faster over time. Extended use of certain support/utility spells will have similar effects. Only has average resistance to mind and body altering abilities and drugs unless he can manage to heal himself off of them on time. Can be wounded/disabled just like anyone else if he fails to defend himself well. Loss of concentration in battle may result in him injuring himself with his own magic and/or weapons/shields. Levitated gear may be taken from his grasp by a greater magic user if he is not careful. Extended use of Trance will tax him physically and mentally over time.

Casual: Average cooking knowledge at best if it does not involve pastries. Can't dance to save his life. Is ticklish. Very light drinker. Being in the presence of alicorns or particularly powerful beings will have an effect on him of sorts due to acute magical senses.

Occupation: Tantalus Guild freelance mercenary(Not THAT kind of mercenary. Read the part about his history.), part-time pastry maker, and willing to take as many odd jobs as possible since Equestria does not accept Gil... only Bits.

Gear: Magic inventory bag for holding weapons(Axes, maces, lances. Nothing high tech among his gear.), armor set and shields, and miscellaneous items(Bouncing balls, potions and other non-lethal items for situations that may require it over force or for preserving magic reserves.) but it does have a limit to quantity so all items may be used up, lost or broken over time.

History: Sugary Grew up in the village of Dali from the land of Melmond helping with his father's business as a merchant while learning about making pastries from his mother. It was during this upbringing that he was taught to wield a variety of basic spells for various scenarios as was expected of magic users like himself, though the practice was average at best at the time though he was given sound lessons along with others by village elders and guards. Some time later, he had been awarded his cutie mark for making and selling a very successful batch of pastries and confectionaries in his home village... and sharing a strawberry taffy with a young lass that couldn't afford it. As a teenager, he came to grow increasingly more interested in a mercenary guild and their exploits not too far off from his home which incited a thirst for adventure the more he came to know about it and its members. After much hassling with his family for a chance to move on to bigger and better things than his relatively simple life, he eventually spent more time becoming a mercenary than living at his village, so he moved into the Guild to become a full-fledged mercenary where he spent his days training, slaying monsters(and taking their dropped loot) to help keep roads and towns safe as well as more high profile targets if the need arised, delivering supplies and doing charity-like work, escorting/carrying commoners and nobles alike including the sick and/or injured, body guarding for feudal affairs, and getting along or bickering with fellow members among other things as time went on. During his years as a mercenary and traveler, he learned about politics, strategy, magic, technology and magitechnology, as well as weather to be as well versed as possible and be ready in a variety of scenarios. Eventually, he also acquired enough funds for purchasing and learning to pilot his own custom Cargo-Cruiser airship which he used to travel for more missions as well as some leisure as time went by. After having spent well over a decade and a half as an accomplished and well learned mercenary, he eventually asked to volunteer and travel to another world as a freelancer under the Guild's name as part of a magic experiment and a chance to further broaden his horizons. Permission was granted and the necessary arrangements were made...

Personality: Generally nice and well mannered. Prefers to avoid fights unless it is necessary. Tends to take work seriously. Is very patient but has a fairly bad/harsh temper when it can't hold or when something particularly ticks him off on a regular basis. Somewhat quirky. Emotion driven.

Virtue: Loyalty. Honesty. Lawful Neutral.

Current Home: Usually his own airship, the Black Mambo.

Misc: Loves music, good food(Especially sweets), and traveling. His hobbies include practicing magic and keep his general training sharp from time to time, as well as reading stories and other various novels, though he's known to improvise for the sake of variety and creativity. The fact that Equestria is generally peaceful compared to his world is a plus to him. Would like to be in a meaningful relationship someday. Secretly wishes he could be a hero just like the legendary Warriors of Light from his home cluster of worlds.

Theme music.

Name: Aerv Xereth
Nickname: Freelancer, Meteor Wing (Very rarely used)


Race: Western Dragon

Gender: Male

Age: 35 dragon years (483 in pony years)

Skin color/style: Dark blue, scaly
Eye color: Bright red

Gear: Flight goggles, old Father's golden compass

Clothes/armor: Green scarf

Additional detail: Scar over his right eye, goat's beard, grey, spiky, medium hair from his head to his tail, Magic-resistant scales, glowing eyes when casting spells.

Occupation: Mercenary/whatever job he finds

Likes: Good company, everyone that doesn't want to murder or hurt him, water, forests, fireplaces

Strength: All sort of magic (Harmful, healing, teleportation), melee is always a secondary option

Weakness: His golden compass

History: Hatched over the sea from Equestria as the smallest in his tribe. He could never grow larger than a bit bigger stallion unlike the rest of his tribe, who were all three times his size. Since he saw that he had no point in training strength and melee to fight against other dragons (who would just easily maul him due to his size), he decided to learn magic instead. When he was 50 (in pony years), his father, who was the most known explorer of the tribes that resided around those mountains, went missing on one of his missions. Before he did he gave Aerv his golden compass. Aerv proudly wears it since then.
After some time, his sister made him a scarf, her first tailoring creation. 5 years later, during the tribe war, his sister was brutally killed by another tribe, and the scarf Aerv wears around his neck is his only reminder of his sister. And thus, after the war ended, Aerv was left alone with his mother. He decided to train magic even harder and try to become the explorer like his father was, not caring about friendly fights to prove who's stronger in his tribe. When he was 150, he left his tribe's grounds to search for exciting, new areas. After MANY (332) years, he decided to fly over the Great Sea and arrived to Equestria.

Personality: He is usually very kind, loves traveling around the world, making new friends (which he usually fails at, heh), he is very shy when it comes to actual love (Yes, talking about actual NSFW). His golden compass is his major weakness, because it reminds him of what a great dragon his father was. If stolen, he would either try to end his life or go insane, finding the guy that stole the compass, brutally murder him if he would have to, and retrieve his compass.

Misc: If someone somehow places a collar around his neck, his personality changes to a very submissive one, similar to one of a dog. In that case, taking his compass would be similar to taking a dog's favorite bone, which is, ofcourse, bad for the one taking it. If combined with a leash, the effect is stronger.

Current home: Everfree forest.

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Name:Chilly
Race:Chimera
Age:30
Mane:red
Coat: The lion half has a tan coat while the goat is blue-black. The snake heads scales are green.
Cutie mark: NA
Extra details that aren’t needed but are nice to add:
Distinguishing Features:He's about three times the size of a regular pony (about 9 foot tall). He has two heads (Lion and Snake). If he were to take his armour off an observer would see that he has a few glyphs carved into his skin and stained black, they are marks of his achievements and defining moments and he's proud of almost all of them.
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): He can act as a medic using the snake heads venom to clot blood at the surface of the wound. The snake head can also spit it's venom at short range although it doesn't have any real effect and is used to scare enemies back a bit to give him some room to manoeuvre.
Weaknesses: Magic, he has no defence against it. An opponant that can fly could easily stay out of his reach, although he can jump pretty high.
Occupation: He used to be a warrior now he'll do just about anything, although he sticks mainly to heavy lifting and security for travellers in the most dangerous parts of Equestria.
Gear: He usually wares a set of armour that covers almost all of his body. Other than that he only uses his claws and teeth.
History: The Chimera are beings of balance not Chaos as everyone assumes from their appearance. They see it as their duty to bring balance to the land, so when Discord rose up they fought to bring him back down.
As princess Luna began to fall to the Nightmare she realised that bringing eternal night would upset the balance and set the Chimera against her. So she decided to wipe them out. Killing them slowly during the night. Eventually they noticed what was happening but they were greatly weakened and Luna had only grown stronger. In an attempt to save their race the Chimera sent groups of their people to the farthest corners of the world.
Chilly led a group north to the frozen reaches of the once Crystal Empire. He hid the group inside an ice cave and went put in search of food. ON his travel he became tired and stopped to rest in the shelter of a small cave. While he slept Luna, whom Chilly and most other Chimera refer to as the Night Monster, froze him in the cave. He slept there for a thousand years until a pony found a way to free him from the enchanted ice. As soon as he was freed and had learnt the date he returned to the cave the others had hidden in only to find it had been caved in on them and they'd all died. The pony that helped to free him had made a joke about him looking chilly and so he took that as his name, partially because he didn't feel he deserved his old name and partially to remember his greatest failure.
Personality: He's a little gruff at first but he's a big softy really. He is quick to anger though and can become violent if he feels his honour has been called into question.
Virtue: Loyalty.
Current Home: Wherever he can sleep.
Misc:
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Name: Meteor Storm
Race: Unicorn
Age: 40
Mane: Red with a yellow interior
Coat: Dark blue
Cutie mark.: A burning heart

Extra details that aren’t needed but are nice to add:
Distinguishing Features: His mane is pretty distinctive. He can also transform his face and chest into flame.
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): He's a Pyromancer, giving him unique power over fire. He can create it and manipulate it in ways far beyond most ponies.
Weaknesses: Ice based magic, his polar opposite. If he uses too much fire magic he begins to go insane wishing only to burn and destroy everything that crosses his path. Other forms of magic are harder for him to perform, for example his levitation can't lift much beyond his hammers or one of his lighter anvils (about 10 pounds)
Occupation: Blacksmith, former guard.
Gear: His favourite weapon is the Meteor Hammer, however he rarely gets the chance to use it. he is most often seen with one or more swords.
History: Meteor Joined up with the Equestrian military when he was 20. He served until he reached the rank of Captain. A few years after he returned home the Crystal Empire reappeared after taking a few holidays there he and his wife decided to move to the north with their daughter. A few years after this he sort a pony to teach him to control his temper which had been growing out of control since his return to civilian life. The pony taught him a form of magic that fed on his anger forcing him to control it partially to control it's strength and partially to prevent the magic controlling him. He uses this magic regularly to control the temperature of his forge.
Personality:Serious, he's focused on the job at hand. When he has no job to focus on he's a quiet guy, quite well read and loyal to his friends and his beliefs. Quick to anger as a side affect of his pyromancy.
Virtue: Loyalty
Current Home: Lives near the Crystal Empire. (He's not the pony that freed Chilly).
Misc:

Name: Raviere Blue Feather.

Species: Griffin.

Age: 35

Plumaged part: Royal blue with a lot of sheen.

Furred part: The standard slightly dark brown.

Extra detail: A very Bushy tail.

Distinguishing Features: Wears a white officers jacket and sports a large scar across his chest.

Speciality: Is very skilled with a sword staff and similar pole arms and has a lot of stamina. Is highly knowledgeable of cultures and customs.

Example: Can fly many miles and still be fresh to fight a prolonged battle.

Weaknesses: Puts loyalty and honour above all else (Will go knowingly into traps to protect his friends and will challenge obviously stronger opponents to a duel if they insult him badly enough). Is fairly useless in ranged engagements.

Occupation: mercenary

Gear: A sword staff, plenty of bits and a bag with basic leather armour.

History: Was born into the Blue Feather clan (One of the ten great clans) during a massive power struggle in which the Blue Feathers were defeated and became a minor clan. Raviere joined the military and was assigned into the guard infantry (Only applicable by clan members) and showed his great stamina and dexterous use of pole arms. Three years into his service, his squad was sent into minotaur lands during an invasion and witnessed how much damage his efforts were doing civilians. After the successful mission, he was awarded the rank of sergeant and used the opportunity to try and use his assets for good in his torn hometown. After years of trying, but every time getting stopped by the military (Which feared the Blue Feathers would rise up, if given a chance to prosper again) he chose to retire so he could help by his own code and his own discretion. He then started traveling around the world, getting what jobs he could get, mostly as a mercenary.
Personality: He has a strong sense of honour and is loyal to the few friends he gets, takes a lot of time to fully trust anyone. Is very polite and thoughtful about what he says, unless he gets annoyed or insulted, griffins are his only clear chink in the armor, any griffin almost no matter what will be treated antagonistically. He is quite vain (In a joking way) and likes to boast about his military career (Only the good things that came of it), telling war stories and such. Loves to go on pubs. Hates heat and likes to be near water, he does not like rooms that restrict his ability to take off.

Current home: A tree on the road to Baltimare.

Misc: Likes to sing whenever he's happy no matter who's around at the time.