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White as the froth on the water and lovely as a dove taking flight, the young filly is a sight to behold. An elegant head adorned with a long, black, curling horn sits atop a refined neck. Dazzling blue eyes stare at you, tempting you to dive into their depths without a second thought. Delicate withers and well-formed back prelude long, slender legs that are muscled and lined with fine white feathers. Silver hooves streaked with charcoal are cloven and deer-like at the base of her limbs. Her mane and tail, too, are a deep ashen gray, with glints of sapphire in their lengths. A pearlescent sheen radiates from her form, warm and irresistible, which will only become stronger as she grows.

Since coming to Isilme, Zuriel's appearance has changed for better and worse. After a battle with a Narwhal host, resulting in her slaying the King, she has lost half her tail and gained a new inner strength. As a tribute to her battle, a crown of horns now adorns the head that once carried only one. Her onyx spiral remains, but positioned above it now rests the horn of the Narwhal King, longer than her first, the color of moonstone. Around the two branch seven shorter spears, all of what appears to be ice from the ocean depths. Their color changes with the light: in the brightest mornings they take on a hue like light on water, and in the night glow a deep navy. They rest within her forelock, fanning out and surrounding the two greater ones, a halo to mark Zuriel's ascent into the halls of greatness.

[ Imagine this, but the two front horns longer ]

Alas, the beauty bears one last mark- a scar upon her breast, thick and ugly, which will never fade. It pains her from time to time, this battle wound, but she will soon learn to look upon it without disgust.

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Her family is ancient of Isilme, although she left her home for a time. Now she returns, to claim home and land.

Let none put the purity of blood asunder
The blood of her dam can be traced to Cinnoru himself.
Dam: Stone
Granddam: River (f), born of Eros (m), born of Zuriel (f), born of Cinnoru the Mighty
Grandsire: Romeo, born of Caleb (m), born of Rush (m), born of Silence (f), born of Cinnoru the Mighty

Seed for the bloodline, of little more use.
Sire: Aladar
Granddam: Reina
Grandsire: Jericho
Great-grandsire: Cinnoru (unknown)

.....> Siblings: Deimos, male, by Ignatius out of Stone

.....> Offspring: Cielo, by Cinnoru; born summer year 13

In the dark of night, as Lady Winter's fearsome clutches weakened their death grip upon the earth, the piercing cry of a mare in pain could be heard tearing through the chill. The horses in the herd of Aladar looked at each other, concerned not for the mare, but her foal. They knew better to approach Stone as she gave birth, however, and turned their minds back to their grazing, their thoughts, their sleep.

The child was born fragile, weak... but alive. All through that night, Stone watched her newborn struggle for life, fight the cold and the wet, her chest rising and falling too fast, little heart racing to maintain stability. Only when dawn peered over the horizon did Stone let the filly nurse. She had proven herself strong, worthy to live.

Her mother named her Zuriel.

Zuriel grew up under her dam's tutelage, a brilliant student showed potential to surpass her mentor. Beloved of the herd, those she lived with knew her little. In the night, Stone would fill her head with stories of the mystical and wonderful Isilme- the land, Stone promised her eager daughter, that was hers by birthright. Zuriel knew she had a brother who had traversed back to that wondrous homeland, a figure idolized and adored in her young mind. The filly dreamt constantly of the day when she too would make the journey back to Isilme. And, as the leaves changed, marking her second fall, the time came.

Now at last my life begins.

Fall Year 12
....> Entered the Unicorn Tides and saw the ocean for the first time. Loves it.
.............meets Brisingr, learns of Deimos' comings and goings. Also meets Askel
.............goes to the herd meeting, even though strictly speaking she's not in the herd yet.
.....> Spars with Nepdon
.............loss
.....> Goes to the Hollow Manor, where she meets Al Bony

Year 13 begins
.....> Travels to the Gateway for the first time, recruits Abaddon
.............promises to come if he needs her, a pledge she somewhat regrets
.....> Visits the Dreamscape; meets Fajra and Nato
.....> A random event causes her to become wrapped in lights until Christmas
.....> Goes to the Hollow Manor again; Tome Guardian tells her to bring back four horses to get her magic.
.....> Joins in the Falalalala festival
.....> Turns two
.....> Greets Noise in the gateway. Dislikes him
.....> Wanders to the Glacial Wall
.............attacked by a narwhal
.............slays the Narwhal King; earns a god title and crown of horns for her pains
.............rescued by Brisingr and Abaddon
.....> Comes across Nepdon while easing her wounds in Fever Creek
.............has a very political conversation with him
.....> Tides invade the Valley, but she cannot fight due to her wounds
.............goes to the Woodland to find a healer and get their help in the invasion
.............Valley counter-invades; still wounded, she nonetheless takes Gunslinger prisoner
.....>Cinnoru approaches her upon the beach, leads her to the Cape, and impregnates her

Those met:
Brisingr, volatile and weak, but with potential
Aksel, a mother hen of a stallion, sweet in his way
Nepdon, the little-known king
Abaddon, a confusing character, but one I have promised alliance
Nato, a maker of fire, and one I like little
Fajra, a creature of vanity and conceit
Noise, as the name suggests, empty noise
Tarriendya, of pre-judgement
Khirian, ice wizard
Karisma, what has chilled you so?
Cinnoru, my cold, cruel Lord, who I both fear and love
Gunslinger, destroyer of beauty, I loathe you

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Actually, I usually just eat kids.

But I MIGHT STILL EAT JOOOO.