Sampson

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Character Name: Sampson

Age: 6

Gender: Stallion

Breed: Shire

Height: 18hh

Colouring: Black Sabino w. Rabicano

Markings: Bald Face, paint markings & skunked tail

Eye Colour: Icy Blue

Alignment:light, dark, neutral

Personality:Sampson is a hard one to explain, the large brute is polite and gentlemanly if you happen to catch him on a good day. But if you catch the shire on a bad day then you may just wanna treat him like the big bear that he is and back away very very slowly.
He can be considered harsh at times and expects to be respected at all times, not just because of his size, but because he was raised to think that he was the best. Sampson has a goal set for himself to be the best possible at everything and anything he sets out to do. If he fails, he gets himself prepared to do better the next time.
Of course the male does have a few weak spots, one of which being foals, and the other being something that is vunerable and needs his help. Unless it is another stallion, then he frowns upon them for showing their weakness, he belives that males should be strong enough to keep their weakness hidden. (175)

History: Many ask how two purebred shires wound up free from the cowboys, how they managed to break free and get loose. But the truth of the tale is that they were being used as driving horses, the stallion was a large beast with a firey temper that led to him just being set free at night instead of tied to the post like the other horses. But the mare was a sweet quite individual who had somehow kept the stallion from leaving when he first had the chance.
One day, after the two legs had been sickly for quite some time, they just slumped over on the bench of the wagon, dead. The horses who had not yet been hooked up ran and made their way into the unknown, a world that they had been growing acustom too without the knowledge of the pathetic twolegs. One of the other stallions had grown a liking to the black stallion's little white mare, but he quickly learned that she belonged only to Sampson.
The chestnut and the black battled it out and it was as if the sky had opened and the world was ending, the sound of hooves clashing and thick chests slamming against each other mid air. The black one walked away victor, the white feathers on his ankles and chin stained red with the life blood of the chestnut that was being sucked up by the parched soil. Sampson walked away with the white mare by his side, but little did he know that she wouldn't make it to Revelatio where they were traveling too.
About a week outside of the promised land the white mare fell...and never got back up. Sampson spent a night standing vigel over the mare's carcass before moving on to what he expected to be bigger and better things, such as the title of Dark Alpha of the Lands of Revelatio. Nice ring to it isn't it?

Sample Post:Sampson hadn’t been expecting a warm welcome where the mares would have jumped under his protective persona that he was putting on, you couldn’t say that the massive piano man wasn’t a good actor. He was sure that the duo would do something soon that would toss his gentlemanly act out the window and cause him to show them the monster that was inside of this devilishly handsome costume. Thoughts of how easily he could overpower the two mares have his way with one of them while the other one ran for help, only to be too late and be over taken just like her little friend was. Sampson fought back a devilish grin as he flicked his ears forward to catch female’s words. “As if you would have been stayed standing in the snow. All we did was prevent you from barging us out the way.” The large stallion allowed a look of confusion to cross his ivory and azul features as he was damn sure that the firey mare would have left him standing in the blizzard while they stood there merrily chatting away if he wasn’t being such a pussy when he walked up to them. What he really wanted to do was rip the smug smirk off of her Arabian-equse features before she could open her mouth and reveal the lyrics falling from her vocal chords any longer, but somehow he was restraining himself from lashing out at the pretty mare that he was slowly beginning to lose interest in bringing her back to where ever now, she was too vocal for his liking and that was pretty hard to do. Icy pools watched as she took steps back away from him and from the fire splashed fae, almost as if she was going to make the other one fend for herself, Bout damn time the thought but on the outside he offered her a gentle smile and nodded his heavy crown slightly.
“Well, hello Sampson. I am Shantih..” The firey mare introduced herself but then trailed off as if she didn’t know who the other mare was. Sampson’s harks flicked forward, suddenly aware of the fact as to why the mares seemed so hostile. They knew each other about as well as they knew the massive dark brute in front of them, a smile stretched across his features, showing off a few of the teeth that were cracked from the multitudes of battles that had been spread across his life time. ”Shantih.” His deep lyrics spoke the one word before nodding his crown slightly once more, taking some of the false manners back and allowing just a touch of them to remain. Just enough to keep the mares hanging around for a little bit longer. As the firey one who seemed to be able to carry on a conversation much better than the silent ghostly mare who stood by the boulder still staring at her hooves that were ever growing more and more covered by the snow. "I'm fucking Freezing. Nice to meet you Sampson, Shantih, lovely weather isn't it?" The other mare’s vocals brought his icy pools snapping over to her, and a flicker of annoyance bubbled up inside of the stallion’s barrel at the mare’s tones. The venomous sarcasm wasn’t something that the stallion tolerated from anyone, of any gender, but especially not from little whores like the one that his icy pools were locked on. Lunging forward half a step the stallion’s ebony harks planted themselves against his cranium and his cracked ivories closed with a loud Snap! about three inches above the flame splashed mare’s ear, he never intended to actually bite her or injure her in anyway, but nobody would ever speak to him in a tone of voice that showed disrespect. ”Take that as a warning for the next time you decide to open your mouth and let a tone like that spill from it.” Sampson’s baritones hissed out of his rosy velvets in a volume that only the mare that stood right beneath his chin would hear. Then he plastered a smile on his rosy lips and took a step or two away from the mare. ”Nice to meet you Koda.” His lyrics had lost all of the venom that had been in them a second or two ago when his velvets had been inches above the mare’s ears.
"I'm sure I'll survive... What brings you all the way out here? Shantih and I were just discussing how we got stuck out here ourselves" Sampson was still fuming on the inside from her sarcasm before and kind of wished that she had kept that pretty little mouth of her’s shut. She was so much more interesting that way, guys, like girls, appreciated mystery sometime. And now that he had solved it he wasn’t much enjoying it. ”Just wandering about, waiting for the challenge I made to be accepted.” The stallion leaned back slightly on his right hind leg waiting for one of the mares to bitch about his attiude towards her tone of voice. He didn’t care too much, she’d probably just cry about it to her new best friend later on when he got bored and left them.

Referred By: Revelatio was mine and Stehpy's idea:3