Stinger | Male | Wanderer

Oh my, it's finally done D: It took me the whole day to paint this stag on a dramatic cloudy landscape, and my hips are hurting a lot ;;
Nevermind, my first fawnling character! I am so happy to own such a pretty design. And the character himself, he's amazing; if I was a windy-head filly-doe, I would fall for him immidiately.
Very soon I shall begin telling his story, but now... Let me plan everything carefully and relax. Pimpirim.

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Basic information

Name: Stinger (also known as Sting)
Gender: Male
Age: 20 years
Year of Birth: Summer, 750 of the New Age
Height: 9,3 HH approx. (≈1 metre)
Build: Light-Medium
Phenotype: Blue Roan Fawn
Genotype: Ee/aa/nRn/fwfw/rzrz
Eye Colour: Dark brown
Design Sheet: Fawnlings August Pool #21

Sire: Windborne stag (NPC), deceased
Dam: Windborne doe (NPC), deceased
Bloodline: 100% Windborne
Magic Type: Wind

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Appearance

Sting is an elegant, feminine-looking fawnling, with wide hips and chest and thin legs. His blue roan hide is dappled with star-like fawn points, giving it the look of a night sky. Even his three-pronged horn is shaped like crescent, perfect for carrying herb stacks and other objects and occasionally clinging to low hanging tree branches. His mane and tail hairs are straight and so slick they can seem greasy, especially after a week or two of non-stop wandering around Windborne. He also has long tufts of black hair on his chin and fetlocks, the last being usually brown and stiff from hardened dirt. His eyes are of common muddy-brown colour, not special or extraordinary.

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Skill Points

Physical Skills
    Speed: 12 [Medium Level]
    Stamina: 9 [Basic Level]
    Strength: 3 [Basic Level] (Build Cap: 19 points max)

Special skills
    Magic: 16 [Medium Level]
    Herbs: 16 [Medium Level]
    Crafting: 0 [Basic Level]

Battle
    Battles: 0
    Won/Lost: 0/0
    Experience: 0

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Herd and Relationships Information

Herd: Windborne
Herd Position: Wanderer
Friends: none... But nobody's sure
Mate(s): none
Offspring: none

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Personality

Stinger's personality has always been quite of interest to the others, including the members of his small family. As a foal, this thoughtful and self-contained fawnling used to sacrifice all his attention and time to nature. The daunting landscapes of The Burns impressed his young imagination with sublime greyness of granite cliffs, wondrous tranquillity of the sea and the heaviness of infinite clouded skies. Sting managed to find joy and pleasant little adventures in every place he wandered through, and every little object or a living creature he occasionally found while travelling with his mother enchanted his mind with their beauty, which the adults could barely perceive.

When Stinger grew older, he began to face a terrible crisis. In adulthood his sensitive nature easily became a target for the horrendous sins, terror, slander and betrayal. The world full of wonders he had built in his head corrupted after meeting terrible reality, and the young colt could not accept it for quite a long time. Surprisingly he didn't broke, but his life has left countless stains on his soul. While being sensitive and attentive to everything that happens around him, Sting is also known as an insidious and cunning fawnling. His perception of character and reality is incredible, and he can easily take control over a situation he is in, or build a detailed portrait of a fawnling's character after meeting them a few times. Although being a smart and sagacious fawn, Stinger usually forgets his random acquaintances after a month or two. And his level of self-esteem is ridiculously high, much higher than it should be. That is the main reason this fawnling gets into misadventures all the time. And philosophising. Philosophising is his weakest spot.

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History

Fawnhood and Youth
Stinger was born in the lifeless vastness of The Burns, a few days after his mother was stung by a tiny insect of unknown kind. Oddly enough, the doe thought it was a sign her offspring would grow as swift, agile and dangerous to it's enemies as these insects are, and fell into euphoria. Since the very first days of her son's life, she was extremely devoted to him, fulfilling all his needs within seconds. Even though she believed her foal was an inborn warrior, he seemed to show the different attitude to the reality.

Somehow Sting learned that he had a father, too. His mother mentioned this buck a lot while talking to her beloved son. She told him he was a recluse, who came from the northern territories of Windborne long time ago. They used to meet each other for months, until, with the coming of autumn, their ever growing passion lead to the doe's pregnancy. Sting was her firstborn, and the young doe was afraid her herd won't accept a foal from the "renegade". The groundless fears pushed her away from her herd to The Burns, where she was sure her first fawn will see the light in safety.

As soon as the doe's young foal was able to consume exclusively solid food, they began their journey from The Burns, his birthplace, to The Cape, where his father lived. His beloved mother and he travelled long for many months. The harsh nature of Windborne lacked edible plants the doe and his son would enjoy, therefore they both often suffered from hunger. The danger followed the two all the time, and the weak doe protected her foal from horrendous predators and thunderstorms from her last effort. By the time they found Stinger's father, she already suffered from terrible fewer. Although her mate was an experienced herbalist, he was unable to cope with her sickness, so she soon died in torment.

This affected her son's mental state badly. Although he got used of his new life as his own father's apprentice, Sting missed the days his mother and he wandered the north of Windborne together. His pain was growing inexorably, though he made an excellent progress as a herbalist and knew almost as much as his father did by the age of five.

And the danger came unexpectedly. The members of the Cape Splinter once paid a visit to Sting father's tiny territory, remote from their usual dislocation, and asked him to join their herd in a very polite way. They knew he had mastered the skill of healing wounds and physical damage, and they knew he would be a valuable member of their herd. He refused to join the herd, and they were asking him again and again for months. Finally, Sting's old father, who valued his independence a lot, brewed the strongest poison he could ever think of and envenomed himself.

His young son eventually started to hate the other fawnlings for what he thought they have done to his father. Years of wandering and being a total recluse, however, didn't save this morose colt from interacting, usually unpleasant, with the others of his kind. He roamed the great kingdom of Windborne, learning how to use the powers hidden in unvaried Windborne flora, either destructive and healing, and slowly but surely discovered his incredible potential for possessing the magic of wind. He believes that very soon he will take an important place in the fawnlings' society.

Art with him:
Gaze
Sumi
Lovely Faces by Mockradrake <3!!!
Plain
Youth
Stinger by theshoulderissue Eeee!

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Breakdown

+3 speed - base bonus
+4 stamina - base bonus
+3 strength - base bonus
+4 magic - starter bonus
+7 herbs - starter bonus

+3 stamina - lit - 2000+ words - Wind and Eagles
+1 herbs - art - Ghosts of the Burns
+2 herbs - training with a Fawnling of higher level

+1 speed - lit - 400-999 words - Thunderfire
+1 speed - art - Thunderstorm

+1 stamina - lit - 400-999 words - The Crossing
+1 speed - art - Going down

+2 speed, +1 herbs - lit - 2000+ words - Wintergreen
+1 speed - art - Leap
+2 herbs - training with a Fawnling of higher level

+1 stamina, +1 speed, +1 herbs - lit - 2000+ words - Visions
+1 mental instability - art - Uninvited

+10 magic - Festive Fawnlings 2016 Gifts Journal

+1 magic - art - Breeze

+1 magic - art - Suffocating

+2 speed - lit - 1000-1999 words - My only hope
+2 herbs - training/sparring with a Fawnling of higher level

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Breed & design © Ehetere
Art & character © ArsFatalis