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Deianeira | dee-yah-ney-rah

NAME | Deianeira

NICKNAME | None

TITLE | The Mayan Princess

GENDER | Female

AGE | 12 years old

BREED |  Marwari x Arabian x Morgan x Tenessee Walker

HEIGHT | 17.2 hh

STATUS | Single

SEXUALITY | Heterosexual

ALIGNMENT | Lawful Good

FACE CLAIM | Eva Mendes

APPEARANCE

Flaxen chestnut, a light chestnut coat color with blonde mane. Darker highlights are woven through her blonde mane. Standing at 16.1 hh. A tiara with green emeralds is placed upon her crown to maintain her long, wild mane. It almost looks like they're snakes bent in the most elegant way. Silvery chains are woven through her mane and draped over her chiseled dial. ○ Warm golden brown eyes. A small dagger is placed on her left leg, held by a thin black leather strap. A breast collar guards her breast, white marble adorns it's surface, the base material made of black leather. Silver cuffs on both her forelegs.

PERSONALITY

Utterly stubborn and resilient, spiteful and malicious at times, Deianeira is a force to be reckoned with. This woman knows what she wants, strong willed, bold in her ways. Even rude. When her mind is set, there is no going back. Not the type to be optimistic, this has faded a long time ago - she's a realist. Although she is a realist, she is a mare who truly believes in the aspect of 'hope.' Determined, always gets her way and no one can stand in her way if she has set her eyes on something. There lies a soft spot within this woman. Kind, compassionate and caring - nevertheless, only to those she loves and deeply respects. Those who gain her respect will see her softer side, for others Deianeira will always remain a mystery.


Her wall is a tough one to break down, a true fighter as she has been brought up. Quick on her feet, blessed with a cunning, silver tongue. Sarcastic, will never hesitate to pick up a challenge but she knows how to choose her battles. While she speaks her mind, the mare is more the strong silent type. Thoughtful, and while she can be blunt, the way she picks her words is very careful. You will rarely see her smile, although, if you do, it will be whole-heartedly, Loyal to a fault, if you gain her trust and respect, it'd be hard to get rid of her. Arguing with her can often be resemble trying to argue with a brick wall. A mind that's set to be strategically, smart, well-considered, but she doesn't place herself into a leadership role easily. In difficult situations, and when she's able to, the woman is a team player.


Deianeira has a sharp eye for picking out the risks and benefits of every situation, and every soul that she comes across. Impulsive in her decisions, to an extent where she can come across as heartless at times. At first, she shuts others out, comes across as a loner. A guard like one of a safe, impossible to penetrate. Locking away her emotions most of the time, which is easier for herself. However, she feels deeply, experiences sensations heavily, and when she lets go of her mask, one can admire her for this. The woman's soul is spiritually invested, more than most of the souls one would ever come across. Her past is shrouded in mystery, no one would ever know the harm that's been done to her. As the woman has a big heart deep down, it's impossible for her to never let her soft spots shine through her brick wall. A warm, cordial, passionate, kind and compassionate woman. A true goofball at times. Nevertheless, once you've hurt her or one of her loved ones - this woman can hold one hell of a grudge, and that's when one would have to behold Deianeira.

HISTORY

Deianeira's story started within lands very similar to those of the Inca's. Their devotion to the deities was endless, knew no bounds. A relentless father and leader, for her first four summers of life, he had given his offspring away as a courtesan, abusing and molesting Deianeira. His own Queen too afraid to handle against the horrendous acts. Sacrifices of own offspring or family members were common happenings. Finally handing out their daughter to another prince. Bold as Deianeira always had been, refusing to give up her freedom - and with that, scorching her sire's pride. An attempt to poison the princess escalated into the death of Deianeira's dam. And the king banished the vixen from his kingdom.


After wandering with various herds, though most of her journeys spent alone, having learnt her magic, various stories and had the honor to meet over a hundred souls - the Mayan Princess wished to vanquish her sire. Desiring to avenge her mother's death and punish the King for the devilish deeds he had done. Returning to her homelands, poisoning her father with the most venomous snake one could ever find. The Fer-de-Lance. The return of Deianeira and the death of King earned her great respect of what was left of the Pride and her family. Yet, it remained a place with taunted souls, haunting voices and evil memories. Deianeira left once more, and went on an endless journey, wishing to get away from her demons and to find peace within herself along with forgiveness of the Deities.

"Wisdom is a woman, and loves only a warrior"