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"Hear me, my peace-drunk brethren! You are being led astray by your weak and frail leader Queenchief Nuria. She colludes with the ponies to declaw you, to dull your fangs! Long ago the Kirin struck fear into any country touching the sea! We were rulers of bloodied coin and had respect! but now, now the ponies, the weak cowardly ponies try to take away your culture! They deny us our heritage! Join me! join me and I'll show you the true path to power! Through blood! Carnage and gold! I defeated your 'queen' in single battle... She has failed you and grown soft with her 'peace.' a lapdog for her Equestrian masters! It is time for the Kirin to return to the forefront, through fire and blood!"- The Warlord Ashwrath gave this recuitment speech in the kirin city of Aeros with a retinue of strange uniform looking kirin. Many are worried of the violence to come and are already petitioning Equestria to intervene.
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Jör Edda; The sneaky snek
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Topic Started: May 30 2018, 02:32 PM (29 Views)
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May 30 2018, 02:32 PM
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Full Name: Jör Edda Age: 132 Race: Altered Autarch Gender: Female Alignment: Chaotic Evil Occupation: Slithery snek. Formerly historian. Home: :p
Physical Description Jör is just a svelt sort of pony, prancing around in an always utterly unique way. That is perhaps because she isn’t entirely equine. She paid a fair sum to have an infamous sculptor of body magicks change that, and give her the means to keep it going. The end result was everything her warped little mind wanted. Heresy? Yes. But it tickled her in all the right places. Suffice to say, the end result was unique. Jör is a pony, at least going from her head down to her navel, with brilliant white fur and a long white mane flowing down over her shoulders, the only color on her a pale peach in her eyes. Her lower half, in contrast, consists of a long coil of reptilian nature, legless and onyx black, covered in shining scales of sinister purpose. All of it just perfect
Equipment A few spare doses of snake oil. I'm going to call it snake oil until someone gives it a better name. But snake oil is hilarious.
Abilities/Powers Due to her own biology being at odds with her, Jör had issues with vision early on in life, spurring her into focusing on ocular magic to overcome this issue. And the results have been spectacular. Not only did she learn spells that corrected the failures of her eyes, Jör found a variety of spells that could do so many things that proved helpful in her research. From examination spells that would let her see into spectrums beyond the visible and into the magical, and analytical spells that let her look into the deepest details of the world. On top of this, she has mastered a subset of totally-not-extremely-illegal-on-all-three-planes spells that have repeatedly aided her in making her far more persuasive to ponies who might be unwilling to part with their priceless manuscripts for her foreign inspection, or who were disinclined to retell their stories to a strange, glowing alien.
Skills Jör is a scientist with over a century of experience in historiographic research. She is the very model of an autarchi historian. She’s information vegetable, animal, and mineral, she knows the kings of Griffonstone, she can quote the fights historical, from Caelum to Appoloosa in order categorical. She’s very well-acquainted too with matters mathematical, she understands equations, both the simple and quadratical. About binomial theorem she’s teeming with a lot of news, and she has many cheerful facts about the square of the hypotenuse. She’s also very good at integral and differential calculus. She knows the scientific names of beings animalculous. In short, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral, she is the very model of an autarchi historian.
Personality Jör is a slithery snake of a mare, full of regret and anger at her former coworkers, but also quite determined to make the world her own. Or at least to enjoy whatever part she can carve out for herself. And with very little regard for others. In fact, Jör could almost be described as psychopathic in regards to the needs and desires of other ponies. Years of disconnection from the present and a desire to get results no matter the costs can do that to a pony. So she is going to get what she wants. Come hell or high water. Probably hell though.
History Years and years ago, Jör Edda was a respectable member of Leylander society, having received a top-tier education and making breakthroughs in the world of equinology and history, especially Luxian understanding of extraplanar history. She had a knack for translating the tales of Terran history into stories that fit more closely into autarchi narratives, and that isn’t to mean some kind of deceit, but to mean fitting the story models of their own literature. Of course, one day, she reached just a bit too far in her conclusions. Jör was zealous in seeking truth, and in the depths of Terran history she found something that went beyond the pale. A secret that had not been divulged by the Equestrians in their ‘fair’ exchange of ideas. Oh, how the Equestrians had been so very generous, and their history painted them as thoroughly foolish and naive in matters of diplomacy. Willing to give far more than they got. Except this painted a different picture. Pushed into the corner, the Terrans called on some secret reserve of energy. Something that lay beyond the individual. Something capable of impossible things. Time and time again, they either won against cruelty, or when the chips were down, they would draw from some mad wellspring and utterly destroy their foes. Nightmare Moon. Discord. Tirek. Fairy tales, at least in terms of being monsters, in this day and age. The Discord that walked this Terra in these days was so utterly different from what the oldest stories told. Luna had no sign of a nightmare upon her, not the slightest taint of the mystic darkness. And Tirek, Tirek was an unknown. He was supposedly contained in some hellspawned place called “Tartarus”. A horrid hole from which none may escape. “Harmony”. This thing. It was an abomination of magic. An anomaly. Jör took it to her seniors, autarchs who had long suggested that war with Equestria, if necessary, would prove a simple victory. Autarchs who saw Equestrians in their day to day lives, and assumed only the alicorns themselves might be a threat. She went to them, her work well-researched, well-substantiated. Or so she thought...
The reactions were less than perfect.
In fact, they couldn’t have been much more insulting.
But Jör was proud. To be laughed out by the tenured staff, having found something so deep, something so very valuable to know, was an injury she could not bear. So she retreated into seclusion. If her peers couldn’t see the reality of the situation, then she would prove it, not matter what it took.
So what if she got a little sidetracked while living in Equestria. Can you really blame her? Like, they have everything. And it’s all sunny. And rainy. And so filled with sensations! It was just so interesting being there for a long time. She took the opportunity to embrace everything she could. And explore some of her more exotic fantasies. That’s how she ended up how she is now. A wild fantasy. An idea. And one savvy body-sculpting mage with a penchant for alchemical concoctions. It was all just so fun. And for a few moments, she could forget what she lost. What she left behind. Terra was still too close. Still too alike to her former home. So through the world gates again she traveled. To new frontiers. New faces.
Misc Raven Darksway is a pony who exists.
Edited by Jor Edda, Jun 13 2018, 09:36 PM.
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Jun 13 2018, 09:52 PM
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