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:new: New reference for the son-of-a-gun
:new:I added his family tree! It is HUGE. On the tree, wherever there's dotted lines trailing off someones name, click on the name its attached to and it will bring you to their siblings! There was just too many members to fit everyone in apparently. I also didn't put In game characters that Balthazar is related to, because Im not yet sure whether they're related on the mothers side, fathers side, etc. 
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BALTHAZAR THE EXETER


[Astral Tracker]  ---- [Roleplay Tracker] ---- [CS Tracker] -- [FAMILY TREE]

G E N E R A L-
Nicknames: Exeter, Balthazar, Sar 
Height: 21HH
Breed: Clydesdale X Percheron X Shire X Belgian Draft X Finnish Draft X Swedish Ardennes
Age: 43
Gender: Stallion
Sexual orientation: Pansexual


H E R D   I N F O R M A T I O N-
Faction: War-Forged
Current Location: War-Forged
Past Locations: None
Favorite Location:None specifically 


R E L A T I O N S H I P S-
Family (Biological AND non-biological):
- Hestia | Mother | WF Medic | Alive
- Solomon | Father | WF Raider | Deceased
- Bambi | Ex-mate | WF Merchant | Deceased
- No Name | Son | Deceased
-Killiah | Daughter | WF Traveling Merchant | Alive
- Kahter | Biological sister | WF herder | Alive
Muiris | Bro-Status cousin | WF Raider
- Kalga | Cousin | WF Merchant
- Aaron | Cousin | WF Raider
:bulletgreen: OPEN FOR MORE RELATIONS :bulletgreen:

Mate: None Bihndi shhh


P H Y S I C A L-
Physical Appearance: Built like a brick out-house, Balthazar is all muscle. He has a massive neck, sometimes complaining that it's too heavy to hold up. His rump is strong, well built as are his legs. He has a flat face, narrow eyes, small ears and a sharp contoured muzzle. Many of his teeth have been ground down so they taper at the ends, and his hair has been cropped short as to allow better movement. He looks rough and tumble, really. He's chimerix and carries dark, one almost black eye and one almost white eye that never seem to smile back at you. 
Genotype: aa/Ee/nCr/nO
Phenotype: Smokey Black Frame Overo


P E R S O N A L I T Y-
| Mourning | Unpredictable | Sarcastic | Defensive | Driven by revenge | Unmerciful | Unforgiving | Cynical | Strange | Serious | Secretive |

Mourning- Balthazar often dwells upon his past and all the happiness he used to feel when Bambi was alive. He can't help but feel deeply depressed sometimes when his mind begins to wander to past events in his life. It's not always that you'll find him mourning, but when he is, it generally lasts for numerous hours, and it's very difficult- and dangerous- to try and pull him from the dark puddle that is his memory. 

Unpredictable- Many keep their distance when dealing with Balthazar due to his fickle and erratic mood changes or reactions to simple questions/gestures. No one knows how he will react, even if greeted with friendly intentions, it's not guaranteed he'll reply with the same sort of air about him. He may harshly snap at those who approach him if he isn't in the mood to socialize, he'll begin searching for comfort or he may break down and wail. It's always hard to tell. His actions can be unpredictable too, if something heart breaking happens and he finds himself in that situation, he may just spit on the victim and walk away, or he'll be extremely compassionate and comfort those in need. 

Sarcastic- Balthazar's way of speaking can be quite... Mocking or acerbic. He tends to find a lot of other horses pathetic and shows that through his sarcastic tone. His main source of fun these days is to mock others and make them feel embarrassed or foolish about what they said or did. He's quite good at it too, over time his acidic tone has grown until his sarcasm almost stabs through flesh when he chooses to use it.

Defensive- Working along side his unpredictable trait, Balthazar can be extremely opposing and defying when someone brings up his past or questions his beliefs. He won't stand for others doubting his foundation and won't hesitate to speak his mind- whether it's physically or verbally- if he doesn't agree or doesn't feel comfortable while being backed into a corner. He can be very harsh and snappy, so it's best you don't test him. 

Driven by Revenge- Balthazar believes strongly in revenge, and that there's always a time and place for violence (Which, is a lot of the time). If someone he loves gets hurt or worse, he will not stop until he has sought vengeance and successfully retrieved it. He grows restless and angrier than usual when the memory of something that happened to him or his loved one is fresh in his mind, and he may go a little overboard with his plans. 

Cynical- The thoughts that go through Balthazar's mind can be rather.. Disturbing. He doesn't say these things out loud but you can simply tell from the look in his eyes and the way he stares that there's no daisies or sunshine going on in his mind. He is dark, in a way you could say he was evil, but not in the way that he wants to go around killing others. He is just twisted, seeing the world in red and black. 

Strange- Just as he is cynical, Balthazar is hard to understand. He's different, very different. He does random things and can't always give an explanation as to why. You may see him digging in the snow in the middle of the night, or banging his head against a tree. There's many things he does that are odd and perhaps a little insane. His mind is in check, but he just finds urges to do weird things every now and again. 

Serious- Balthazar doesn't joke often, he used to, a lot, but now he sees no need to. If he does, it will be with no expression and now laughter afterward. He doesn't see the funny side of things, he doesn't laugh at himself (unless it's one of the strange moments he has, when he's laughing at nothing). You won't catch him making jokes, though he does like to be sarcastic. To him there is a difference, and he will not joke, he will not fool around. To him work is all he needs. 

Secretive- Once Bambi died, he shut down. He had always been rather personal, not telling strangers- or even acquaintances- of his secrets, interests or anything else that someone may want to know about him that he does not want to disclose. He keeps everything locked away in his mind, and will only open up after he begins to trust someone, which can take an extremely long time for him. 

Strengths: His big ass muscles, sharp wit, great eyesight, able to withstand dramatic temperatures. 
Weaknesses: Talking about his past, hearing isn't too good, his weight can sometimes slow him down, his appearance makes it hard for others to take his side/sympathize with him. 


H I S T O R Y-
Before Birth-
Balthazar's mother was a Clydesdale, Shire and Belgian Draft medic mare named Hestia, who was betrothed to his father, Solomon, a Clydesdale cross Percheron who was recruited as a Raider. The marriage was business, Hestia and Solomon were both horses from two very obsessed families. They were families obsessed with strength, honor and being the best they could be. For as long as Balthazar's family had been alive, they'd been striving for muscle and physical strength through their breeding. They would only ever breed/marry to heavy horse breeds, keeping it within the best. Most of the horses in Balthazar's bloodline held good ranks, and did a very big part for the herd. They grew accustomed to the mountains, learning to climb them at a very young age. The only problem with being such a big breed-based family was the transport. War-Forged territory was mainly made of bridges, some not very strong- not strong enough to hold horses as heavy as Balthazar's relatives anyhow. Many of his relatives- grandparents, cousins, uncles, aunts- died at the hands of a flimsy bridge. 

Hestia tended to stay away from the bridges, especially when she was pregnant. She could hardly move let-alone do her part for the herd. All of War Forged knew this, and prepared someone to fill their position in while the females were in foal. The pregnancy went smoothly, and all of Balthazar's aunts, half sisters and female cousins were there to help Hestia give birth. Many of them had been through births before, and their way of birthing was a lot different to a regular horse, due to the size. Solomon was not around for the birth, for he was off raiding a large band of stallions lower down the mountain. When he returned with merely a scratch, he was welcomed by a hefty, beautiful baby boy. 

Foalhood-
Balthazar instantly impressed his family members. He was mixed with all the perfect heavy horse breeds, and it showed through his newborn frame. He was a hefty foal, already showing off how big he'd grow to be. Solomon knew he'd be destined for greatness. He immediately took to training his son, only allowing one day a week for rest. Otherwise it was up early and training hard up until evening, when he'd get to drink from his mother. His parents were loving, they did care for their son just as they cared for everyone in their family, more so Balthazar because he was new, he was the most recent priority. Soon he'd be called Balthazar the Exeter, but until then he'd continue to be treated as a package on it's way overseas. 

Balthazar lacked many friends as a colt, due to his size he found it hard to approach others without them running away with their tails between their legs. He knew he was large in size, but he didn't see why that was so scary, because he didn't have a mean bone in his body. He always asked his mother why he couldn't make friends, and his mother simply told him to remain within his own family, for they understood the struggle with being so big, and hence would befriend him. Plus, their family was so tight-knit that they instantly held a strong bond, as though they were their own little clan among a large herd. 

Balthazar can remember one friend he did make though, her name was Bambi, and she was the complete opposite of Balthazar's family. She was strong, though she was slender and rather short. She had giant eyes and large ears, and because she was a unicorn she carried cloven hooves; she looked exactly like a deer. Balthazar and her were very close, always adventuring. She tested his strength and helped him train too, which was the only reason his parents let him hang out with her. Otherwise they would have restricted him to horses of his size only. 

Teenager-
As Balthazar began to grow, his training only intensified. He was unable to see Bambi as much, because his father insisted on upping the amount of exercise he did. He was upset about not being able to see his best friend, but didn't say anything for he knew that his family knew what was best for him. Soon it'd pay off. 

His father wanted him to be a Shield, one of the War Lord's protectors, Knights. Balthazar didn't know if he was ready to be such a thing- not that he'd take up the position now, but it was still a very big weight on his shoulders for when the time came. His family was one of the biggest remaining in the War Forged area, and he was the youngest male. The females weren't so harshly treated, as they were seen as presents, though not ones who needed to do great things when they were older. His family was still trying to get their heads around 'women matter'. To them Balthazar was the new face of their name, and they needed to ensure that he did them proud for a long, long time. 
This stress began to finally weigh down on Balthazar, he didn't really want to spend his entire youth training for something his family wanted for him. He wanted to play, to be a child. He hadn't ever gotten the chance, not unless he was with Bambi, who brought something out of him that he didn't even know he had. Happiness, goofiness, fun. He enjoyed being with her so much that he often sneaked away from his family to be with her- though they'd always find him because there was just so much of his family. 

When Balthazar was 14, his baby sister was born. The only sibling of his from his father that was also from his mother. His family had a tendency to share wives and sperm. It wasn't Balthazar's favorite thing to dwell on, but he enjoyed having at least one biological sister. They named her Kahter, and for a while she was the main star of the show. Balthazar didn't mind in the least, it gave him more opportunity to make friends. He only made two others, but Bambi was always his best friend, always the one he sought after. 

Eventually, when Balthazar was 18, he and Bambi became more than friends. They were all each other wanted, and they were obsessed with their own relationship- in a good way. Balthazar's family deeply disapproved of this relationship, and constantly urged him to cut it off. He refused however, and stated that if he were to continue training, continue being the best he could be, then he'd do it on the terms that he'd still be able to see Bambi. Balthazar had been the last colt that his family had produced, even after this many years, they continued to birth girls (some not having been blessed by Kaia, and offed as soon as they were born). Because of this, they didn't want to lose Balthazar, and accepted his ultimatum. 

Finally Balthazar could have the best of both worlds. He got Bambi, and he still got to have his family on his side. He often took Bambi up to the very top of one particular mountain, letting the wind whip through their manes. He carried her often, she was so small that it was no trouble for him to piggy-back her places. They were truly happy. 

Young adult-
Balthazar at this time was dubbed a Shield. He had been trained so heavily for so long, and it had finally paid off. His family had non stop told him of this day, told him how proud they'd be when he stood up there as a fully fledged member of the War Lord's personal knight. Balthazar was ecstatic, and during this time he decided to ask Bambi to marry her. Bambi agreed with joy, and they were soon newly weds, their marriage a rather large occasion due to Balthazar's family being so big. Bambi had little family, so she was respectfully adopted into the family. Balthazar's family over time grew more comfortable with him being married to someone so small and- in their eyes- weak. They never told Bambi to her face that she came across as a damsel who needed saving, but Bambi occasionally got the hints they dropped. Balthazar swore to his wife that they meant well, that what they whispered about behind her back was not all bad. Bambi never quite understood how his family worked, but she also wasn't one to up and leave just because her in-laws were not that fond of her. She loved Balthazar, and Balthazar loved her. 

A few years passed, and Balthazar was continuing his work as a Shield, protecting the War Lord and doing whatever he could to ensure he was doing his family proud. Bambi was upholding her name as a stationary Merchant, making beautiful jewelry and pelts to satisfy those in her herd. 
Soon, Bambi fell pregnant. She was beaming with joy, as was Balthazar. They broke it to his family together, and at first they were shocked. Their children would not be as heavily influenced by the draft horse genes as they'd hoped. Was Balthazar really going to break their streak? His whole family had dedicated their lives to creating strong, feathered offspring, and now that would all change with the arrival of small foals. But they vowed to stand by their son no matter what, and because he'd done them so proud, they decided to give him lee-way on it. They were happy for him. 

Bambi's pregnancy was utterly painful and uncomfortable. She was in constant agony, and Balthazar knew it was because his offspring were destined to be too big for his wife to easily carry. She received various different medicines to help, but only a few offered her a good nights rest. Otherwise she was up every minute pacing, trying to find some way to keep her mind off the violent kicking going on inside her womb. Balthazar stayed with her for days on end, forgetting to take care of himself and instead directing all his energy and attention to his love. 
Months passed and the time to give birth finally came. Bambi's water broke while Balthazar was on duty, so he didn't get to her side until one of their foals were born. Turns out they were to have twins, which explained why Bambi had been in so much pain- and why she was too bloated to even walk. Balthazar returned to her side as quick as he could, his family surrounding her and helping her through her painful labor. The only thing Balthazar knew how to do in this situation was to stay calm and attempt to keep Bambi calm.

Unfortunately the second foal brought much complication. The little colt was backwards in the womb and would take a lot more effort for Bambi to push out. She was exhausted, utterly taxed and drained from giving birth to her first foal- who was still much too large for her to handle. The first foal was a filly, and while she was getting cleaned by Balthazar's grandmother, Bambi was losing consciousness trying to give life to her brother. There didn't seem to be an light at the end of the tunnel for Bambi and their unborn colt, for she was spiraling down every time she breathed, and the colt was losing time. Despite Balthazar's utmost prayers to Kaia and the tears that streamed down his face out of pure worry, Bambi and the little colt did not make it. 

Balthazar remembers not the next two months. The only thing he did was mourn. He locked himself away day and night, eating nothing but snow and sparse strands of grass and drinking nothing but the tears that fell from his eyes. His family could not reach him, his little daughter, healthy and growing could not be fathered by him, for all he saw when he looked into her eyes was the life taken from Bambi's. She didn't even have a name. His family resorted to calling her 'baby girl', because they wanted to chance to name her to be there if Balthazar ever took it. 
He grew cold, he grew quiet and forlorn. He never smiled, never reported for duty. Eventually he was demoted from being a Shield, forced to farm during his days. He could barely get up in the mornings. He shut off the world, everyone around him were simply wisps of dust long forgotten behind him. Everything moved in slow motion, except for his mind. His mind worked over time, thinking of all the ways he could have saved his only true love, his son, how he could now be enjoying life as a father if he had just chosen a wife strong enough to bare his children. He did farm, he grew crops, an unimaginable dishonor to what his family stood for. They weren't ones for giving up however, and continued to try and bring Balthazar from the wretched depressed he was drowning in. 

Adult-
As he aged into a fully grown adult, he began to grow 'comfortably numb'. He decided to try out for Raider, a rank which he thought would provide him with some form of emotional outlet. He received the honor, having so much training under his belt and having his family with such a good record. None had let love take them away from their main duty; being strong, being bold and being the best. Balthazar was the only one who broke, who was weak enough to let a mare penetrate his concentration. 

His first day as a Raider came, and he readied himself for whatever it would bring. He said not a word to his family- as always- and he left his daughter, now named 'Killiah', to his little sister to look after. Once he arrived on sight, he was greeted by many other raiders, all informing him of what his job was to be. Little did he know how wild he'd become and how much he'd enjoy becoming it. During his first raid, he not only destroyed the small travelling groups homes, he ravished and plundered it too. He'd let out so much rage, rage he didn't know he had. Rage that had been pent up inside him for far too long. He was not only sad about Bambi's death, he was actually angered by it. Angry at the world, swearing revenge on whoever was to blame for her passing. He took out all his negative emotions on the innocent families and travelers he'd raided. He had found his new passion. 

Now spending all of his time re-training his body to withstand combat, he began building more muscle, exercising his brain and focusing only on his duty. If he didn't, his thoughts would wander to Bambi and he would surely break. He left his family behind, despite seeing them everywhere and them trying relentlessly to bring him back to them. He couldn't face them, he was not the son they'd raised him to be. He was no longer serving the War Lord personally, he was nothing. But he had found something in being a raider, so he merely told his family that he did not hate them, but he could not love them. He officially untied himself from them, but kept the extension 'The Exeter', so people would still understand who he was when they heard his name. 

He still lives, barely, as a raider, now a twisted, creepy man with no smile and no reason to. His teeth have been tapered to a point, and his eyes contain dark circles from the lack of sleep. Though he can respect others and create bonds with them, he still remains floating through the void, his heart crumbled and his optimism he once held now but a beating pulp on the ground. He is trying to love his daughter, but is still finding it difficult. 


E X T R A-
Quirks:
- Can often be seen doing completely random things, with no explenation for them.
- Loves to grind his teeth on rocks so they appear sharp.
- The only sign of happiness he'll willingly show is a poking out of the tongue.
- Licks snow a lot of the time.
- More to come...
Items: None yet. 
Scars: Various all over his body. 
Voice actor: Brian Blessed
Song/s:
Negative Creep (c) Nirvana
Sweet Dreams (c) Eurythmics
Dance with the Devil (c) Breaking Benjamin
Dear Agony (c) Breaking Benjamin
Epiphany (c) Sweeney Todd
Frances Farmer will have her revenge on Seattle (c) Nirvana


Credits-
Art, character (c) Me
Group (c) Queerly

Tools-
PS
SAI
Tablet
4 hours-ish


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goblingrins's avatar
//gently sets Saga down next to Balthazar

beee fruunds