Arion.

[Kaili]

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[uh-rahy-uh n]

noun

1.

flourished 7th century b.c, Greek poet: inventor of the dithyramb.

2.

Classical Mythology. a winged horse often believed to be the offspring of Poseidon and Demeter.

[Kaili]

Tried to keep you close to me,
But life got in between
Tried to square not being there
But think that I should've been

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The blood of the gods compiled into both a beast and a man who is alive and dead, prideful and full of self-loathing, and slowly crumbling to pieces.

Name: Arion (has gone by many aliases throughout the years)

Species: God of Greek descent

Gender: Male although fluid
Pronouns: He/They (prefers he)

Age: Ancient

Birthday: Spring many years ago

Height: 5'8" (human) 15 hands (horse) 

Weight: 160 lb (human) 1000 lb (horse) 

Ethnicity: Greek

Nationality: Greek

Sexual Orientation: Pansexual

Romantic Orientation: Panromantic

Occupation: None currently, usually seeks to be the "noble steed" in the heroic tale

Wealth: Fluctuates

Connections: Quite a few although they come and go with the years

Family:

Mother: Demeter

Father: Poseidon

Siblings: Persephone (half)

Description:

Eloquent, sophisticated, and handsome, Arion is in all forms both a masterpiece and a rotting canvas.

A certain air will, in whatever form, follow him. It is the scent of something paranormal, tinged with the warm odor of equines, and most importantly, the suffocating miasma that only one of power and- if smelled upon closer inspection- that a Greek god. carries His name, although heard by only the most avid of mythologists, has carried him throughout the years. All of his forms carry certain features which scream of his pedigree; the rushing blues of his eyes sing of his father’s oceans while his ebony hair is a memento to the fertile soil of his mother.

Most commonly, Arion is seen in a form which rings true to his name: the horse. Born as one and most certainly attaching his reputation to this shape, Arion’s true potential is unlocked. While he may be able to hold speech, it is done with only those who he has given up his name to. His divinity is more apparent here than in anywhere else. He is of Thessalian breed; he is muscled for power but, with long legs, he is built for speed. His profile and head are nicely shaped. Blue eyes, the same color throughout all, provide for a unique character. Grullo-colored, his black hair falls in a luscious length in both his mane and tale while his gray coat has a bit of light dappling. There is a white stripe down onto his face before consuming both nostrils helping to define his snout. Of superior speed, he is magnificent to look at but his true glory and beauty is unlocked when on his back.

Less common, Arion takes the shape of a man. Although muscled, his legs are rather long and probably the most defined of his features. While he is not lanky, his muscled form is nowhere near a tank-like build but instead is a happy medium. His fingers are long, graceful, and often used as expression although his power comes from his smooth, alluring, and calm voice. His eyebrows are sharp. Round eyes often at times hooded provide for perfect frames for his mark.
His eyes, still the powerful blue, are framed by his long lashes. The black hair fluctuates in shape to whatever season, emotion, and time he has found himself in. He has a firm, accentuated, and narrow jaw with cheekbones raised. With a straight plunge until a slightly rounded tip, his nose is rather subtle. His lips are outlined and welcoming but also expressive. Clothing wise, he will dress more so as he is instructed although he has a flair for extravagance. Long robes, jewelry, and odes to ancient greek are often his own chosen fashion and often accompany him. In the end though, he keeps to whatever unspoken laws the current fashion has set and uses them to his advantage; prim and proper dressing is the first part of good esteem.

Other forms are usually something for an image. He has been seen to take that of a centaur, using his looks in the two previous forms to craft together a picture which screams “god” even more so than him as a man and steed.

In all forms, there are jarring hints of his past that he, for the most part, hides away. Scars from histories past have come to mark either the dark skin of his horse form or the tan of his human flesh. There is two brands on either side of hips that have been seared into his flesh. Deep scars trace along his belly. Multiple mark his chest while a thick line draws around his neck. A bit self-conscious and having no desire for imperfection, all his scars showing or even a few is either a s sign of dire conditions or intimate trust.

Most importantly, in all forms, his looks are key as a first impression always shifts the waters.
Could use an actual ref. Face claim Marios Lekkas


Powers: 
Strengths:
There are many perks to being the son of powerful gods.

His most defining trick is most certainly when he is a steed. Arion has been the horse of legends, carrying his masters are speeds beyond belief. His natural talent- fast enough where he seems to fly - has been what has made him a desirable feature in years past. As a horse, he is able to speak rather fluently. The trick, though, is reserved. He has magical abilities that can almost pass him off as a wizard although he rarely uses them besides for simple pleasantries. Reserving them only for desperate situations, it isn’t often he uses them except for small things as he wills it. Under pressure, triggering, or nightmares have been proven to bring out his magic without his consent. These circumstances have led to things as simple as Arion’s shape becoming distorted to miniature realities being formed in bedrooms. There seems to be an odd connection with him and rain. He is, to some extent, immortal. Powerful, Arion can be a force to be reckoned with.

Weaknesses:
Every god has his downfall.

Arion is at every disadvantage that a Greek God may face. While he may have time on his side, he can be “killed.” When killed, his soul is sent off to make an impromptu visit to his brother-in-law. Killing him can be relatively easy and, at a minimum, it takes him a century to resurrect. Often it takes him at least two. His stomach provides a point that, when hit, can cause panic. A fatal wound to his heart or lungs is a clean, almost instant kill. Wounds to his stomach, head, and other area can and can’t be fatal. How much he bleeds out is the determinant. Nevertheless, they tend to drag out for, at times, month on ends severely wounding his abilities and body. Besides physical weaknesses, Arion’s soul has been roaming around. As he ages, he has become more and more unstable. While strong, he is far from invincible.

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Hold back the river, let me look in your eyes

Hold back the river, so I

Can stop for a minute and see where you hide

Hold back the river, hold back

[Kaili]

Once upon a different life
We rode our bikes into the sky
But now we're caught against the tide
Those distant days all flashing by

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Overview:

• ENFP
  
• PTSD
  
• Morals change depending on “master”
  
• Outward appearances are important
  
• Aware of his looks
• Charming
  
• Emotion-driven
• Good at keeping a professional air
• Comes off as prideful
• "Doesn't get angry"
• Rather calm exterior
• Stresses his easy going exterior
• Risk-taker
  
• Seeks an owner
  
• Searching for a purpose
• Momma's boy
• Emotional
• Loses connection to reality at times
• Judges himself based on others
• Worried about his reputation
• "God Complex"
• Anger directed mainly at Poseidon
• Can be irrational
• Passionate
• Self-loathing
  
• Charismatic
• Shallow exterior used to keep pieces together, improve, and hide behind 
• Self worth fluctuates dramatically
• Compares himself to Poseidon
• Uses connections to Demeter to feel up
• Either extremely high or extremely low
• Knows his history
• Good at predicting
• Can be desperate
• Scarred
• Has a good eye for things
• Holds grudges and struggles with forgiveness
  
• Apologies, for the most part, destroy grudges
• Craves attention
• Craves most of all to be wanted
• Spiralling downhill
• Protective
• Loyal
• Has annual tantrums
• Becomes extremely envious
• Haunted by his dreams
• Can trigger
• Worries about his purpose
• Realizes importance of planning
• Detailed planning
• Intelligent and wise
• Logical at times, usually when detached to emotions
• Comes off optimistic on outer shell
• Pessimistic alone
  
• Can be easy going until he is invested 
• Fantasizes
• Adaptable to a point
• And stuck in his ways to a point
• Empathetic
• Kind to an extent
• Creative if pushed
• Likes nature
• Either thrives or breaks under pressure
• Dreamer
• Personal care is emphasized
• Seeks possibilities all round him
• Knows how to pursue them
• Knows hot to get power
• Cautious
• Willing for self-sacrifice
• Dedicated
• Willing to give support to those he is close to
• Worries over the few he lets in

• Worries about having to let go
• Good at sensing when being lied to
• Skilled with words
• Can be manipulative
• Gifted
• Puts himself out a bit too much and too quickly at times
• Loving
• Fears what he hates: Hades, Poseidon, etc.
• Fears and hates himself
• Romantic
• Idolizes the past
• Outwardly lighthearted innerly takes things seriously
• Delicate to criticism
• Dedicated
• Dependent
• Sees himself as only a god on good days or just a horse on bad days
  
• Never sees himself as a man
  
• Struggles to but, to an extent, has learned how to let go.
  
• Can be passive aggressive depending on context but prefers head-on but fears that
  
• Tries to be "independent" in a relationship when he relies on them completely

In-Depth:

Arion is an extroverted soul who has come to thrive on the energy of other’s and their views on him. He is a charming sort, able to wit a party into his favor and keep an outer appearance to others that is slick, smooth, and nearly irresistible. The calm soul is probably the best advoate for anyone; a tamed Arion is the muse to an artist, a capaigner and an adovate for whoever he takes into hsi reign. His entire existence has come to depend on others both sickening and poisoning his personality. He is an ally to shake the earth with, a lover to hold dear for eternity, but a soul so broken in its own entanglement that has has begun to waste away. Both a hefty price and a limitless gift, Arion is something if anything is certain.

While Arion’s mind may have always been troubled, past demons and repition of horrific events have left him scarred to the point of experiencing PTSD. Past deaths and mortal wounds are as crisp in his mind as if they had happened yesterday instead of centuries ago. With his memory ever so fresh and soul beginning to twist into even a burning bright, the disorder has become a haunting addition to Arion that continually troubles and limits him to from “simple” things as being uncomfortable with his stomach being touched to fearing the ocean with bitter rancor.

His morals are nearly impossible to tag and define. While Arion tends to linger away from straight “evil”, they have never truly been defined. Instead, they focus on the human he has taken as his master. The person who sits on his back with the reins guides his moral compasses. A do-good person with an intent to change the world while living by the law would have an Arion with a different set of morals than a chaotic neutral set on conquering and appeasing himself. Alone, Arion is nearly as unfettered when it comes to his ideals as he is a loose cannon when alone with but only himself.

Looks are important. They are the first thing a person sees of him. The very first impressionm they receive is not from his words or body language but from his looks. Attractiveness is kept to him because it is the image he was born with and one he craves. Age is kept at bay to preserve his looks. He is nearly always well-kept and well-groomed. Hyiegine becomes important in setting himself apart from the crowd and careful grooming has paid off for both his own esteem and introductions. Shallowly vain and deeply self-conscious, upkeeping looks becomes a vital part to Arion.

He is aware of his looks. He has seen himself ina mirror. The black hair, blue eyes, and face all his own is something he knows about. While he may have an inkling that he is “attractive” there is also a painful awareness to the taint of his father on his own skin. Wherer his confidence rises with resemblesences to Demeter, his esteem crashes and self-loathing rises with bouts of selfhate and when he sees Poseidon’s touch in himself. For better or worse, both happy and sad by it, Arion is nearly excessively aware down to each inch of skin of how he looks.

Putting himself on display and hardened an extent by the years, Arion has learned as teh cneturies have dragged on to play the gameof human interaction. His exterior, a soft shell on the outside provides him with apparently a simple and likeable personality to the others. His manners, tone, and very specially picked words give the god what his easy going attitude cannot already bring to him. The control he can exert in the sense of his appearances both physically, and in this sense, verbally, makes Arion gifted at the art of manipulation and easy to charm his way into both secrets, rumors, hiearchies, and hearts.

Logic is something which should be wisely followed. While he has leanredboth gentle and toughly that facts are the only hardcore substaqnce in this world, Arion cannot dash the primary function of being an emotion-driven creature. Facts alone do not influence. Emotions attached to them, the situation, and the people around him become his primary motivation and his fuel. Emotions ar ethe gasoline that his flame of a soul takes too. Without them, he is nothing. Even alone and worthless, he is able to feel that and drive himself to find a master by the feelinsg which guide him like the northern star in the sky.

For the most part, Arion has become rather gifted at keeping himself from showing his feelings to come out. In fact, for someone looking in, it is nearly impossible to tell that emotions are required for any actions. He comes off as a calm, logic-driven, and easy to talk to figure. While he may come off as light-hearted, there is a bit of seriousness to him and such casualness that he is sweetened just right. Moments of pressure tend to break others but, even under conditions which should anger him, Arion can keep a surprisngly cool head for a period of time.

Of course, with the masterful persona he has crafted throughout the years, there is a delightful amount of pride for himself in this character he has made. He seems proud of both his actions, himself, and his heritage. While it is obvious to most, it is not sickeningly and does not come close to the border of arrogance. Instead, his exterior pride comes off as healthy assurance of both himself as a character and his own talents. Vanity is instead tucked into his corners and, while it may seem strong, the pride is only a shallow pool cover for the blue pool of near self-hate.

Matching his amazing calm, Arion has often heard and will commonly say that he “does not get angry.” While the phrase may seem like some sort of silly exaggeration and is, to some extent, exactly that, there is a shred of truth to the words. For those who only know Arion by the charismatic identity he puts out for show, the adage is the truth. Arion’s miracolous ability to keep calm no matter the circumstances only extends to the shallow depth of the character he has created and used to cover himself like a coat. He holds in what aever anger he feels be it towards the situation, or, for the most part, comments which drag into his already fragile esteem. Almost every year, as a price for refusing to get angry, Arion experiences a breakdown of near diastrious proprotions.

But, given that for the most part the “does not anger” is true, Arion has an extremely calm appearance. It helps to increase him as an approachable character as where some may have broken down, Arion provides a “stable” figure is who is all but willing to listen. The professional air he carries is accentuated by his rather gentle and tranquil atmosphere around him. It is impossible to tell when looking in that there problems of rage and esteem brewing beneath his apparently thick and diamond skin.

This easy going, professional, calm, and endearing out layer which has hoodwinked and “seduced” multiple people is so prevalant not obly because it is simpel to demonstarte but because Arion himself stresses it. He continually attempts to write it off as his own personality to the point he is beginning to believe it so which was his original purpose. By forcing down both his own throat and those of others, the audience in which he is prefroming in front of might not realize he is acting. in fact, as the years have gone, part of it has become Arion. By continually stressing this, he can unhealthily attach some of the traits of self-confidence, easy-goingness, and approachableness for him. While it may aid in helping him attract the attention and people he seeks, increase his own pride, and keep his anger in check there are consquences; as an example, had he simply allowed himself to be angry the few times he was irked, he may not build up the toxic levels and explode so violently and hurtfully as he does nearly annually.

No gain without pain; Arion has learned that great men who wants things do not sit by idly and let then fly by. He is aware now that there is always a certain amount of risk that needs to be taken to propsper foward. Power, title, and goodies do not come from sitting in the safe zone but for running through the lava to the otherside. He is willing to take risks, put his own life on the line (as, with a master, there is an extreme devotion to them and without there is nothing to lose), and scarifice whatever is deemed exceptable for whatever morals he has at the time. When put to the test, Arion has no problem with leaping even if it has to be blind.

Out of everything that Arion is, his goal in life has become a repeating cycle. With every resurrection when he comes back onto the Earth, the god goes to the purpose which had been instilled in him from an age when he had been but a foal. His life mission starts with a search. He constantly seeks a master asto tie his name to. A man or woman who can handle a horse is an untamed as the son of a greek divine is certainly someone he wishes to be apart of. From there, he helps to cement their name in history. Without one, he a is purposeless wander searching for a cause which he has repeated throughout the years like a tale which has not grown old to. Now, and as it has been for far too long, his entire existence ways in on whether or not he is tamed, saddled, and put into the cause of his master.

With his entire existence waying in on his endless search, Arion struggles to value behind himself if any at all therwise. His continuing journey in the quest of finding purpose is alk that is important. Wihout a rider, a magical horse is nothing but an untamed beast in the countless list of mythical creatures. Since he fails, usually, to see himself as nothing more than a horse, he does not see his point without guidance of a knowing a hand. A horse that has not been broke has more value being sent to the slaughterhouse than existing (which is partially why he is nearly emotionless about his own mortality when alone). His very life is worth nothing until he has found a purpose which he knows to exist and, to some extent, has fantasized.

One undeniable aspect about the Arion is complete and utter devotion to his mother. It was from her that his drive to be something has come. Self-consious and aware of himself from an early age, it had been his love for his mother which had become his flame. With her compassion, he had learned kindness. With her love, he had learned how to care for others. In her eyes he had seen the hardships she had faced while raising a son and he seen the pain she had felt feeling love like no other when looking at him but seeing the eyes of the entity which had forced himself on her. It was through her he had felt the first blow of his own image at the realization of the atrocity of his conception and it is for her that he tries to prove himself different from Poseidon and truly of her blood.

If Demeter could not have a son, she would have the best steed.

One thing that has followed Arion despite the centuries of wisdom and the experience from lifetimes past is that he is an emotional creature. His emotions have never been delicate. It is only in recent years and times that he has grown able to hide them instead of tame them. He is controlled by his emotions and while he is able to make decision based on logic, it is his emotions that have true control. As the years begin to drip on and his soul deteriorates, Arion’s becomes even more emotional and his feelings become even more polarized. His emotions, a defining part in the wild chaos of his personality, have threatened and will be part of his ultimate downfall.

There at times that he fails to be lucidity. The farther he slips into the centuries the more scars that have been placed. At times, he loses his grip with the current times and finds himself lost in previous days. Under stress, after being triggered, or one of his nightmares, Arion can lose his grip on reality. It is often hard to pull him out of these although it can be done. They often last about an hour but can last for days if he is left to his own devices. They are, though, a secret he for the most part attempts to control as they are a weakness that can be exploited.

Arion’s esteem, while most certainly brutalized by himself, relies mainly in the opinion of others. It is why jabs at him from others, as much as they are shrugged off, dig rather deeply into him. His value, as he sees it, is as much as he is valued by others. His worth is not determined by his existence or rights but by what he has provided to the world and the world thinks of it. His fragile self esteem teeters on what others think of them and has sole basis on the people around them. Without people, he isn’t provided an opinion. Without being a working horse, there is no usefulness of him to the people he surrounds himself.

Because of this and not surprisingly, Arion is very concerned with his reputation to an extent. While he may have no problem bashing it to smithereens in the name of wooing another, he then depends solely on his reputation with that person. Be it for a wide variety of people or only a handful, Arion uses his reputation to gage his current success rate and his own self worth. He will do whatever he has to do to improve it and, to a more extreme, will do what he must to prove his worth to someone so that he may see it himself.

Another way to cope with his fragile and hurting esteem has become both a life-me-up and a self-sabotage. Arion is constantly in a fit about whether or not he counts as a “god.” On his good days, he proclaims his divinity to the heavens as the son of a god and a goddess. On his bad, he belittles himself to being only as much a horse. His blood has provided for a nearly impossible feud between himself that refuses to be solved. No matter what he seems to do, it will always be a key factor of his motivations due to his belief or lack of belief.

Of all the nemeses of his mind, there is one that has come to embody his hatred to the purest form. His true “momma boy” at heart, Arion has become defensive and protective of her. Well aware of his conception and having been harassed throughout years by him, Poseidon has come to represent everything that he hates. He is what Arion strives to not be and also attempts to escape. No other figure has come to represent evil such as Poseidon but, in some aspect as he fights to both escape his influence and name, Poseidon has become almost if not completely a motivator as big as Arion’s mother.

Logic is a good force. Logic is what sensible people use to make decision that are not rash. Power and kingdoms cannot be raised on emotional decisions. Yet no matter how many times he tells himself that there always seems to be something that gets in the way. There are times that Arion makes decisions that make no sense and go against whatever he is told. There are times that, to an outsider looking in, Arion is faced with irrational emotions which make little to no sense. Both crumbling now and a man who, reluctantly, follows his emotions , it isn’t surprising that at times he may come off as nearly mad. At times, previous experiences have provided him with an insight into the past and he is either trying to stop it from occuring in the future or beginning to lose his lucidity as he triggers.

Wavering emotions and nearly wild, unpredictable streaks hidden beneath a calm exterior provide for the image of an unstable man without any good qualities. The very things which make him a handful also have become the root for his passion. Whatever he does, he gives it everything. Strong emotions guide him into both a powerful enigma of spirit that is unlike anyone else but himself. When given a purpose and a reason, emotions fired up in both excitement and glee, Arion gives himself completely to whatever it may be.

Troubling self doubt inflicts most but there is something deeper in Arion. From an early age, seeing his mother see her rapist in his blue eyes, Arion developed as a self-loathing. Loving himself has been an impossible goal that, while it may appear he does so on the regular, is touched only now and then at the top of his best of moods and as a steed for something greater. There is no person on this earth or has been that judges Arion harder than he judges himself. His self-loathing is expressed in multiple fashions be it the lack of interest of self preservation at times or the breaks down in which he inflicts self harm (usually to areas which remind him the most of Poseidon).

Despite the multiple problems that Arion faces, he isn’t quote recient. In fact, after years of being around he has grown unnaturally canny at coming as charming. The charismatic fellow easily pulls trust from those, especially the unwary, and knows how to wield he. He is enchanting figure in court and plays politics like a child with shoulders. His manners have been peaked perfectly in his speech that once he starts it is impossible not to listen. He comes off as both mannerful and pleasant to talk to. He is a controlled aspiration for anyone trying to master the skill of appearances and talk.

The hollow attitude he presents to society and only dares not doan around the closest of all colleagues is not only for appearances although it most certainly did not hinder them. The calm attitude, the charismatic man who can dance with words, is also for himself. Looking to the persona he represents, he cling to the aspects of it and try to better improve himself with that. Not only that but, if he tries hard enough and he has in some cases, he can believe that the easy to understand but shallow husk of a personality he persuades is truly of him. The mask does not get angry and therefore he also does not. Resembling the perfection he has set for is a compliment enough of him to tend down the flames of self-loathing that he sometimes fuels. If he acts like he is confident of himself, he believes he may be able to make it true. Because of this, it allows Arion to hide behind the presented persona.

While his hate for himself is often apparent and has been rooted so deep into his personality that it would be nearly impossible to expel, his idea of his own worth moves. For the most part, it keeps rather low but at times come up. There are moments when he sees himself as valuable as a true to his power as a god. There are moments when he sees nothing more than a beast of burden. It depends on multiple factors from the people he is surrounded by to the mood he is in. It can depend on how much he believes his facade at times. It is nearly impossible to gage how is feeling towards himself but can be best measured by his mood.

What most certainly isn’t helping with him valuing himself that he compares himself to the image he has deemed as evil. Often and to a regular basis, he compares himself to Poseidon. It is the blue of his eyes that match the sea. It is the behavior he sometimes see himself that he sees in the god of sea. The disregard for life he sometimes display is sometimes only quelled by the comfort another. The list goes on and (sometimes irrational and sometimes valid) changes often but his ability to see parallels is a foundation for the self-loathing that doesn’t seem to leave.

Fifty fifty is the genetic desperation of genetic material. While he is half a monstrous god he is half a giving goddess. He is half the figure who selfishly put aside her own problems. His black hair which flows around him like his mother’s has become a point of pride. When he sees her pride for him or part of her personality growing in him, Arion is swelled with pride and even his pride grows if only a tad bit. Although Poseidon’s taint is certain, he often feels less close to Demeter as there is no way a horse could be close to the love of such a saintly goddess.

Being in between is something Arion has never been good at. There is no small attitude change. There is a bubbling underneath his skin that he hides well. Arion either hates himself beyond belief or believes himself completely worthy. He is either riding the high road or dragging on through the days with no purpose. Arion has never been able to find a stable ground emotionally, physically, or so on. With a fire for a personality and a soul which tends to give so much, in between and neutrality tends to be a rare thing only accompanied with something being too unrelated to him for Arion to care.

Something he is almost required to know is history. For the most part, Arion has lived through the most of it. Having had so many years put onto his shoulders he has become aware that, for the most part, the world is a repeating pattern that likes to slap on new names and new people onto the same events. He is a firm believer (like any history teacher) that the key to the present and future lies in the mistakes of men tomorrow. He is able to use history passed, goals once lost, and other factors to help better prepare himself. Be it by writing a battle plan from the Strategikon of Maurice (edited of course) in the 18th century or using the same schemes he saw a man in ancient rome use to outwit an opponent. Often, though, history’s usefulness tends to be on a larger scale.

Because history is nothing more than a pattern rewritten over and over and repeated continuously, Arion has come to have a good eye for things. OFten, if he is able to remove himself and look in without the fog emotions, Arion has had a rather good streak in predicting what has happened. It gives him a bigger edge and makes it a vital tool if needed to predict where the story will go next. But, since he is such an emotional man, it almost requires Arion to be dragged in from someone he doesn’t even know to give a logical evaluation to.

As time drags on and he begins to realize how alone and purposeless he is, Arion can grow more and more desperate. In fact, Arion can be rather desperate. There are times he is nearly throwing himself at someone’s feet. With his emotions leaving him rather unstable and his intense desire to mean something, Arion is often guided less by his own control and more by sheer desperation into the hands of sometimes a fatal problem. While his prideful demeanor that he sets forth begs for him to be, to extent, detached, Arion has become rather skilled at begging without it sounding like he is.

Times, relationships, and previous problems have left Arion not quite the young foal who first merged in the pasture. Flesh is darkened with multiple scars and just like he tries to hide away the blemishes of the flesh, Arion too attempts to hide away the problems. Centuries of war, emotional heartbreak, and even hell have left Arion sometimes unstable and certainly with a marked soul. In fact, he has become more unstable by each blow he takes and finds it harder each time and now just to keep together after facing so much.

Besides being able to predict rather well, Arion has come to have a good eye for things. this doesn’t just go for being able to see the future because of how much past he has experienced, but being able to tell the quality of a person. He can see into the details of something as simplistic as good fabric to picking out someone to be his master. Be it from supernatural reasons or just that Arion has seen the world for so long, he can often pick out both the good apple and the rotten one out of a barrel blind without even thinking about it.

Wronging Arion is not the smartest thing a person can do. To begin with, Arion is obviously a creature with substantial power behind him. He lives far past most so, if angered, he isn’t going to die off soon and if someone does him wrong Arion remembers. He tends to hold grudges, for better or worse, and will remember the wrong someone has done to him, centuries ago. He struggles to let go, often holding onto a painful memory as a defense mechanism against it ever happening again. Holding a grudge helps to give him the bitterness which breaks down his soul while assuring him that he has the upperhand against whoever it might be. If his walls remain up, he may never be wounded as he was. Forgiveness, as healing as it is, has become something he rarely touches

At times Arion has found that his heart can be warm. While for someone as Poseidon no apology will fix what is already broken, others might find a better luck. Only an apology that is truly meant (otherwise he will see right through it) can help Arion move forward. If the wound was not on purpose or a sore mistake of someone he has loved, he can sometimes find it himself to drop the pain he has faced and work on forgiveness, something that he struggles with for the most part. As usual, Arion is dependent on someone else to fix problems that will plague his mind for centuries without even realizing it.

Attention is something that he always seeks. Eyes on him mean that, for the most part, he is doing something right. When people are watching him is creating a reputation, for better or worse, and is beginning to put a ripple in the giant pond. People praising him and putting love towards him is something that a damaged soul needs to heal. Because he desperate for anyone to notice him at times, Arion is willing to put himself out on a limb in order to somehow get anyone to notice him. If he makes a difference, if people are watching him, he is one step closer to his goal of being a steed his mother can be proud of.

Epicenter of the craving for an attention and being willing to dance like a jester in court of it, most of all Arion craves to be wanted. He wants to hear someone say at the end of the day that he is worth something. He dreams of someone still wanting him to stick by even when cordial affairs have passed. If he is wanted, if someone cares deeply enough about him to desire his presence, then he thinks that maybe he will come to tolerate his own. If someone wants him, he must be pretty close to fulfilling the lifelong goal. Having someone love him allows for Arion to love himself and it is all that he wants.

Time has long since passed since his birth. Ages, lifetimes, empires, and stories have long since come into life and burned their last spark in the span of Arion’s multiple lives. He has been traumatized. His soul has grown weary. The further and further along he goes, instead of finding peace and growing to overcome his obstacles, Arion’s roadblocks have grown into hills. He beginning to spiral downwards, losing his grip on reality and become more and more unstable everyday. With each waxing night and waning day, Arion’s self esteem shatters more and more, his desperation grows, and his disorder worsens. Without help, Arion looks like he is crashing straight towards a terrible, final ending.

Those who have earned his respect deserves something greater. In fact, to those he has pledged his loyalty to Arion has also, underneath the smiles and contentedness, pledged his life and his willingness to put it on the edge. He has worked incredibly hard to find someone that he is willing to let close to him and, even if they are only a friend, he desires to keep the few positive connections he has safe. He is far more willing to sacrifice himself and die than to lose all the purpose and love he had found finally knowing that he had done nothing to stop the misfortune that removed them from his life.



Not surprisingly, Arion’s support is constant. He will remain completely faithful and pledged to the friends and lovers he has come to get. His entire purpose hinges on how much of an impact he can make and once he has cemented the glue Arion is willing to give any part of him. Earning his trust once is a person of compassion earned for a lifetime (given, of course, something terribly wrong doesn’t go in between). Clinging to the few things that matter and give him purpose, a person by his side or anyone who has weaseled close to him is certainly something he will not give up easily.



The common claim, spoken and repeated by Arion, is that he is a soul untouched by anger. According to his claim, anger simply does not phase him. While it may be true for the persona he displays, Arion being an emotional creature, is in fact very prone to it. He has learned how to keep it down and, for a toxic effect, hides away anger be it from the hurt of a bad comment or hurt directed at someone he loves. Every year, when the stars align, something hits the wall which he had been building. The wall, cracking from keeping in all the misfortunates and rage, finally breaks for catastrophe of a tantrum in which Arion can get both dramatic and violent. Only those he has deemed as lover (for the most part) have come to witness these episodes.



Jealousy is something that has come to infect Arion like a plague though, looking at a personality almost always unhappy with himself and sometimes unhappy with his situation, he can get envious. His jealousy is often based on what he does not have; a happy, romantic relationship to a bond between a rider and its horse often spark bits of the green emotion. Desperation, depression, and fatigue often come to be the fuel of this emotion and both break Arion down and make him unmistakably miserable.



Triggering is something that, to Arion, is very embarrassing. It is losing his composure without any control and breaking from the calm, carefree personality he has put to represent himself. Yet, despite his strong distastes for it, Arion has often fell prey to it. Things as simple as touching his stomach, cattle being branding, and other minute things can send him off. Other times, violence and other traumatic events trigger him to past, similar memories. Even fears of the new can go to triggering, especially in modern times, as he fears his purpose has gone with the times. When triggered, relaxing him and bringing him back to reality is the surest bet for the safest outcome.






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