Name: Garaile
Age: Appears 10 (really 1487 years)
Gender: Male
Born: Unknown
Species: Equus BTAC (non BTAC - Kirin)
Height: 19.1hh
Weight: 2100 lbs
Orientation: Bisexual
Relationships: None
Parents: Two officers; a stallion and a non-binary.
Siblings: None
Defining traits: Honorable, loyal, trustworthy, calm, caring, disciplined, optimistic,
Habits: Stands tall, even when relaxed. When meeting someone new he looks them over due to his years of training from his homeland.
Excels at: Battle, looking after others, training others,
Downfalls: A bit too trusting which can lead to betrayals if he doesn't ask enough questions. Observant however, will catch most expressions that others don't try to hide or fail to.
Likes: All seasons, dip in water, training, teaching others how to fight, and protecting those he cares about.
Dislikes: Lies, betrayal, manipulation, strong flower scents that makes him sneeze, and anything that buzzes.


Strength - Trained Warrior: Goes without saying and not really magic itself. He's a warlord, capable of taking on many opponents if so wished but he isn't cocky to allow that unless absolutely necessary. His tall and large form allows him to use his strength in advantage. His hooves a great addition as well with his powerful neck, legs, and momentum when using his horns against another horned animal or with a quick swipe. You'll mostly see this than any other to fight since he prides himself in his strength and will only use magic when absolute necessary. However, he does tire but not as quick as a rookie.

Iron Shield - Master: When activated, it quickly forms in front of him, creating a shield that is wide like an average double door. It's dark red in appearance and can be used for defense or slowing someone chasing Garaile or whomever he's protecting to buy him/themselves time to flee if required. Strong yet has a breaking point after being attacked by an equal powerful attack or six lower attacks. If not attacked, it lasts for 15 seconds tops.

Crimsom Flame - Intermediate: The red hot fire licks greedily at anything that is flameable. Rather than having orange hues, his is a dark red that matches his coat. He likes to use this with his front hooves or back hooves, depending on where he is attacking. If facing a tougher opponent, he will use his antlers and front hooves instead.

Rusted Horns - Intermediate: Not his favorite attack since it can lead to harming the other if they get a reaction. This attack is an absolute last resort for him, when he feels that he cannot gain the upperhand but he won't use it so recklessly in desperation, especially if the one he is fighting is immune to it. Those that are not however he feels remorse and won't try to attack too deep with the tines of his antler looking horns.

Iron Hide - Passive: His coat already has this that gives him an extra defense when battling but it will soon crack after two attacks no matter what kind to show the layer of fur underneath like an actual equine.

Iron Spikes - Master: The basic attacks of iron forming from the ground or using a piece from his hide but the latter is only in desperation if there is no source. He has to use either his hooves or set of horns to direct it where to go: stomping or moving his head like one would do with a wand. These spikes can be small to one story, allowing himself to launch into the air if so needed to get over something and will use his iron to sorta cushion his landing if he has enough energy left. Small attacks of iron like arrows is what he uses as well with this while larger ones he prefers not to use due to the amount of energy it sucks up. He prefers to use his own strength.

Quick Appearance

Build: Muscle toned, very fit for a warrior his age.
Coat: Dark red and earthy toned that is has a thick layer of iron.
Eyes: Red with no pupils that glow.
Horns: Gray horns with red tips like that of a deer and dragon cross.
Mane: Nada, he has it shaved down due to it getting in the way of battle of where he's from.
Tail: Long and slightly fluffy, with a tainted dark red sheen to it to the creamy white tip. Helps keep his bottom cool in the hot months while in winter it helps with warmth.
Hooves: Earthy toned brown that are made out of iron.
Scars: Three scarred around, one below his tail, the other on the back of his left hind leg from a giant cat swipe, and last is a nearly faded one on the topline of his neck above the first white stripe.

In Depth Appearance

The epitome of a fighter, muscles yet sleek, scales like the color of blood, Garaile is one of the many warriors out there. This massive stallion has no mane, having been cut down since birth to enroll into battle. However his back and tail are covered in hair that is white going into a brown hue with a bloody stain. His entire body is stained with blood, or so others think. It's a way to intimidate others that he is a fighting force. He does has a certain toughness to him, thanks to an iron hide. White mouth, pasterns on his right hind hoof and front right hoof, and tribal-like wisps around his groin area symbolizes his rank from where he is from, it nearly gives off a creepy impression.

Antlers that are long and spikey, curling up to the heavens adorn his crown while on below his nostrils showcase his Kirin lineage. They act as a way to detect only close movement during the night but he has to be careful. With tough hooves that are colored in the earthy brown yet are a colored iron, matched with his piercing glowing eyes, this warlord is exactly that. The last thing to notice is the flaring aura around him, giving off heat to himself while black smoke billows out from his note as he breathes. Neither are enough to burn anyone.


Blunt, arrogant, wild, that's what others think when they see such a stallion with his appearance, but that is far the opposite. Garaile is a warrior, and only fights with honor. There is no needless or reckless bloodshed. To him, killing is when there is no option. Subduing is his preferred way, using his massive form to push them down and try and pin. Killing is one thing far from his mind. To those who know him, they know to stay behind him and be protected.

To fight at his side is also an honor. He is calm in battle, his red eyes only fool the enemy to think he's blood-lust when in fact he is calculating what to do next. To see if what he would do is necessary or not. To earn his trust is what many sought for for such a loyal, honorable warrior. He's someone there for you through thick and thin.

But to betray him? He will always remember. Second chances would be given but after that, he is through. He won't trace you till the ends of the earth to kill you. He would rather go the opposite way rather than allow himself go on the path of bloodshed. However he is not afraid to kill whenever necessary as mentioned earlier. When he does, you know you screwed up badly.

When with friends, family, and loved ones, he is a literal gentle giant. He'll let things try to annoy him, babbling doesn't phase him, or nagging questions from foals to the elderly. He's far too patient to deny them, but when he is firm, he can be terrifying. His word nearly seems like law when really he's just a natural being strict when the need arises. He's like the older, responsible brother, taking on everything with stride upon his strong shoulders.


Work in progress.