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Orion The Centaur

Sparkling sky blue eyes hold a glint of cheerful mischief and a friendly warmth in an angular, gentle-natured native complexioned face framed in long raven black hair. A handsome fellow on four hooves.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by BrienaSkysong

Description

Sparkling sky blue eyes hold a glint of cheerful mischief and a friendly warmth in a handsomely angular, gentle-natured, native complexioned face framed in long raven black hair. Orion's mouth is almost never without a crooked grin, full lips parted to reveal bright white teeth. If you set him and the Lycan, Kanixillo in human form side by side together, they could be mistaken for brothers. If it weren't for a few glaringly obvious differences; but we'll get to those in a moment.

His hair falls well past the small of his back, tied back in a long braid or pony(haha-hah) tail. Rich, raven black, it's thick, straight, and glossy, and he prides himself in taking good care of it. He has no facial hair to speak of, beyond a slight stubble along the cheeks that he keeps shaven.

Orion's torso can be described as muscular, though not heavily defined. His abdomen isn't a rigid washboard of abs; instead, his stomach if flat, with mild definition of abdominal muscles, toned from constant use throughout his thirty-five years of life. His shoulders are broad, his arms a proportionate length to his torso, and here is where his musculature takes a more powerful note. Not too bulging, but still well defined, clearly strong. His hands are large, fingers made for wrapping around a weapon, though able to deliver the gentlest of touches.

His back is broad, with a splotch - a birthmark - decorating the point under his left shoulder blade. The splotch is roughly shaped like a wolf's head. A scar marks the left side of the small of his back, a remnant of his part in the War Of The Mad King. This isn't the only scar on his body, but it's the most notable.

At last, we reach his hips. He has none. Instead, the small of his back melds gracefully into the withers of a powerful black stallion. Where his hip bones would be, instead there are the shoulders of a beast, and his abdomen melts smoothly where his pubis area would be; black, sleek haired hide replacing pale copper skin.

His equine portion stands 18hh at the withers, making the centaur stallion a total of 8'6" from the hooves to the top of his head - a height he's quite proud of.
This horse's body is distinctly baroque in type; powerful, muscular.

The equine portion has a moderately short back, powerful haunches and shoulders, and long, thick-boned legs, the hooves nearly lost under heavy feathering starting at the backs of the legs below the hocks and knees and flowing down to the coronet bands. His tail is thick, falling to his fetlocks in straight tresses, and he often likes to decorate it with a tail cuff at the base. His entire hide gleams with a raven sheen, not a speck of white to be found anywhere on his frame, and he works hard to avoid the coat getting sun bleached.

Personality

Jocular and gentle, Orion cannot usually resist a good joke, and he has a weak spot for pranks. He's everyone's friend, as long as they aren't the enemy he's about to cleave into with a sword, and he prefers an evening out in the tavern to a full war on the battle field, though that's not to say he's not one to enjoy a good fight now and then.

However, once his armor is in place, and his hooves are on the battlefield, a change comes over the Centaurian stallion. The gregarious jocularity is set aside for a calm, focused seriousness, and he is all business in battle. He has no qualms about landing fatal blows to enemies, and while he may regret the lives taken after the battle is over, the necessity of battle is acknowledged; whatever it takes to keep his chosen Queen safe and in power. He is fierce, aggressive, confident, and calculating in a fight, and he has the training and experience to back his ballsiness.

That leads to his relations concerning the Queen and her family, as well as the tightly-knit group of friends and comrades around her. He views Briena and her younger sister Grace, as adoptive sisters. They are the family to replace the one he lost to a band of human bandits as a colt, and he stands at their side with unswerving loyalty.

He has a soft spot for children. They can do anything to him, to a point. Even when that limit is tested or breached, he is still gentle, even as he scolds the child for trying to hit a tender flank.

Orion is a hopeless romantic, something that helps him fit in among the Serenian society, despite his large size and four hooves. He has a solid belief in 'The One' and has an open, welcoming heart; and a soft spot for brunettes. Centaurian mares are few and far between; colts are more common than fillies in yearly birthing ratios, and he has only encountered perhaps twenty mares of his species since his herd - or clan - was wiped out. As such, he pays the mares of his kind great respect, as well as women in general.'

And finally, there is the fact that he is, by all means, a stud. Like most stallions, Orion can be a bit of a show off around the ladies. He can be proud as a peacock, and while he respects women, that doesn't mean he won't try to show off, prance, and generally make a fool of himself. He can't help it; he's only half beast, after all.

Equipment

For serious battles, Orion dons thick steel plate armor for both his human torso and equine portion, enchanted to be more durable and deflect arrows, as well as some spells, such as fire. The caparisons covering his haunches and sides are jointed, to allow for flexible movement, and he bears a saddle, in case Briena joins him in a fight to guard his back.

On mere spars, a leather version of armor drapes over his equine half; enough to dampen blows, and light enough for faster movement and further agility. His torso remains bare, forearms wrapped in leather braces.

He carries a small arsenal of weapons, depending on the day; two slim swords hanging in sheathes around his waist, a spear for initial charges, a bow and a quiver of arrows, and a staff are among his usual weapons of choice, but he's versed in many others.

Hand to hand combat is yet another facet of his training, and he will include his hooves in a fight. Don't get hit.

So begins...

Orion The Centaur's Story

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The expanse of the void was endless, and he just wanted a beer, anything good and strong, and it didnt just matrialise out of nothing. So how to get out of the endless expanse of a rather beautiful endless flower meadow was actually rather nice. It was not often he got to really just wander a flower meadow, and as beautiful as it was, there had to be a door or a window or something.

Finally finding what looked like a door frame, with no visible door per sei, he tried going through it, like it was a opening in a fence, and promptly smacked into a door panel with a hard thud. The dragon saw he couldnt fit through the door but it was infact a door. Dust was on the ground among the beautiful flowers but he felt he should not disturb the dust, it was after all possible that someone had distributed family ashes there. And just being there made the dragon shift form to his human asize and get to his knees, bowing three times towards a nearby small pile of void dust before getting to his feet.

Turning back to the door frame he found the4 handle. But something made him halt. Where there others looking for the door that he had just found ?

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Kragum stopped in his tracks as Fesna's wail reached him, a chill brushing over his skin. He picked up the pace, and this time it was Kragum's turn to go in for a hug.

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Character Portrait: Kragum Kragum says,
 “ Fesna.....hey, Fesna? Fesna!
....look over there? ”

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Fesna gave a final pitiful sob, wiped her nose on Kragum's shoulder, and looked to where he was pointing.

There was a door, and it was closing.

She didn't even think twice grabbing Kragum's hand and barreling for the door.

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Kragum gave Fesna a hard nod, and tried for the door. To both of their surprise it was unlocked!

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Shael blinked, and he found himself somewhere he did not expect. His memory was fuzzy as if he had awoken from a half-remembered dream.

“Hello?” He called out to the emptiness. “I’m afraid I’m a bit lost, and I don’t remember how I got here.”

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A tall skeletal figure wandered the void. Zal’hagun scanned the impenetrable darkness with fleshless eyes that glowed with necromantic energy. His ancient robes, worn and tattered yet still bearing an air of nobility, flowed behind him.

“Well…” He hissed into the nothingness. “This is… problematic.”

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Leon dropped his shot glass and reached for his revolver. How did he get here? He listened carefully for any sound in the pervasive darkness. His teeth clenched in frustration.

“I don’t have time for this. Need to find a way out…”

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Elanna Torres opened her eyes after what seemed like an eternity. She didn't remember how she got here, and she didn't seem to know where she was at, drifting in an infinite void. She ran her hands on her body, the polished leather of her sam browne, and the sleek casing of her disruptor. She reached into a leather pouch, and clicked on a small LED flashlight, shining it into the void.

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Heralding Rymesis examined the Void Dust carefully. He's run across it before...but her looked around at the vast emptiness. He knew not where he was, but remembered where he should have been. After many a millennia, there would not be a soul that could transport him without his will. So he was a bit expected, despite his old bones and indifference towards certain adventurous proclivities.

"Well, I suppose Gambit's is no more." For that is the last thing he remembers.

He knew it was time to have a little fun. The divine nature of him being where he was certainly screamed 'higher power'. So, He was sure that meant there were new places to explore and to people to help. Or at the very least, new worlds to explore and pupils to be had. Explorers always came a knocking whenever he stayed anywhere too long.

"Oh Ho! Time to move it!" Heralding exclaimed.

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Quickpaw Hurojo awakes after having been asleep for several years. Around the area was only void. It was empty. Dark. Cold. "Where... where have the spirits placed me?" He started patting his body all over; ensuring that he was corporeal. "Not dead; that's a plus." Though there was no time to lose. If he was corporeal, that likely means that he could return to the world he knew, and hopefully return to his king. He began running, hoping to find an exit to this ethereal obscurity.

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Sibael Rhodwyn looked around, finally staring one of the strangers in the face, "I don't remember you. Any of you, to be frank."