Character Name: Rune Sterling
Race: Unicorn
Age: 19
Role: Both
Character Description: As a human Rune is one of those types of people that are immediately noticed as soon as he steps into a room, main due to his true form. Standing at precisely six feet tall and having a rather toned figure, he still has the ability to move about with an unnatural sort of grace. The type of grace that deer imitate in an imperfect fashion. His hair is the color of sea foam, betraying his age as when his kind get older they brighten to a snowfall. His skin is almost equally as white with a glow just beneath the surface that makes others wonder if he would literally light up a dark room. In the center of his forehead, just above and between the eyes, there's a soft violet mark in the shape of a star that is generally hidden by his bangs easily enough. His eyes are a deep sapphire that shows no reflection against their shine.
In his true form he appears as most unicorns do. Pelt the same color as his sea foam hair, eyes the same shade of sapphire. Smaller than the average horse, he walks in a distinguished manner on cloven hooves with feathered hair at the ankles. His mane fell nearly to the center of his back and danced against his long and slender neck. Whereas in his human form he bore a star-like mark above his eyes, in his true form he carried a long, twisted horn that shone like the moon even in the darkest night. Despite this being his true appearance it is not difficult for him to appear as a white stallion as he roams in his true form. Though he can be spotted, despite his own illusions, to those who are truly looking to see a unicorn.
Small Bio: Unicorns can be a tricky species as they have no problem living their immortal lives alone. It's very rare that two of them come together for any length of time to mate and bare young. So it's not surprising that once he was deemed old enough they delivered Rune to the school and went their separate ways. He doesn't hear from them, though he knows that they're out there and he would know them if he saw them, but at the very least he is grateful for them attempting to give him a decent education and socializing skills. It was more than most of his kind got; Unicorns are vain creatures and rarely busy themselves with other species.
That being said, however, making friends hasn't always been easy for Rune. He can't help the pity he feels in the center of his chest as he meets a human or another species with a lifespan incomparable to his own. Perhaps he needs to work on keeping that pity out of his voice, because it certainly hasn't done him any good yet and he's generally given a wide berth while at school or wandering around on his own. Unsure if it's his personality or his appearance he tends to make others uncomfortable, though he doesn't mean it in the least. He's genuinely a nice guy and he would do anything to help out a friend, if someone stuck around him long enough it wouldn't be difficult to see.
Because of his race and his abilities he's found himself an interest in Agriculture and Botany at the school. He spends most of his time now and will spend most of his life in the future taking care of a forest, his forest, so he wants to learn as much as he can on the subject.
Rune wasn't really one for festivals or parties or anything along those lines, though he did appreciate being outside so at least he could relax a little bit. It was autumn and slightly chilly though the cold couldn't really touch his skin, he appreciated the opportunity to dress heavily. He wore a hat pulled down over his ears with only his grey-white bangs exposed to cover the mark on his forehead, a scarf pulled around his chin, and a long heavy black coat to cover most of his skin.
It didn't matter. No matter how much he covered up he could still feel eyes on him as he made his way through the crowd. It's not that he was avoiding contact with people either, he would readily start up a conversation if anyone would care to join him, but it seemed the closer he stepped towards people they always took a few steps back. Perhaps it was the constant glow he carried with him, or the vibration of his power through the air around him, or the eeriness of his eyes; he was never quite sure, but it no longer bothered him.
He stopped at a booth offering hot apple cider and ordered himself a cup, noticing their was a small group of people not too far away from him happily chatting among themselves. His cheeks flushed a little with envy at their ability to get along quite well and be happy and festive, an emotion he was still struggling to conceal. Spending so much time in a human body gave him more emotions than he ever would have had as a unicorn, including loneliness.
Rune shook himself free of the feeling as he was offered the hot cup, taking it happily into his white hands. He sipped on the drink, sapphire eyes still on the group just across the way while others walked between him and them. A few of them he thought he might have recognized from the academy, but with the distance and the people moving about he couldn't really be sure.
Race: Unicorn
Age: 19
Role: Both
Character Description: As a human Rune is one of those types of people that are immediately noticed as soon as he steps into a room, main due to his true form. Standing at precisely six feet tall and having a rather toned figure, he still has the ability to move about with an unnatural sort of grace. The type of grace that deer imitate in an imperfect fashion. His hair is the color of sea foam, betraying his age as when his kind get older they brighten to a snowfall. His skin is almost equally as white with a glow just beneath the surface that makes others wonder if he would literally light up a dark room. In the center of his forehead, just above and between the eyes, there's a soft violet mark in the shape of a star that is generally hidden by his bangs easily enough. His eyes are a deep sapphire that shows no reflection against their shine.
In his true form he appears as most unicorns do. Pelt the same color as his sea foam hair, eyes the same shade of sapphire. Smaller than the average horse, he walks in a distinguished manner on cloven hooves with feathered hair at the ankles. His mane fell nearly to the center of his back and danced against his long and slender neck. Whereas in his human form he bore a star-like mark above his eyes, in his true form he carried a long, twisted horn that shone like the moon even in the darkest night. Despite this being his true appearance it is not difficult for him to appear as a white stallion as he roams in his true form. Though he can be spotted, despite his own illusions, to those who are truly looking to see a unicorn.
Small Bio: Unicorns can be a tricky species as they have no problem living their immortal lives alone. It's very rare that two of them come together for any length of time to mate and bare young. So it's not surprising that once he was deemed old enough they delivered Rune to the school and went their separate ways. He doesn't hear from them, though he knows that they're out there and he would know them if he saw them, but at the very least he is grateful for them attempting to give him a decent education and socializing skills. It was more than most of his kind got; Unicorns are vain creatures and rarely busy themselves with other species.
That being said, however, making friends hasn't always been easy for Rune. He can't help the pity he feels in the center of his chest as he meets a human or another species with a lifespan incomparable to his own. Perhaps he needs to work on keeping that pity out of his voice, because it certainly hasn't done him any good yet and he's generally given a wide berth while at school or wandering around on his own. Unsure if it's his personality or his appearance he tends to make others uncomfortable, though he doesn't mean it in the least. He's genuinely a nice guy and he would do anything to help out a friend, if someone stuck around him long enough it wouldn't be difficult to see.
Because of his race and his abilities he's found himself an interest in Agriculture and Botany at the school. He spends most of his time now and will spend most of his life in the future taking care of a forest, his forest, so he wants to learn as much as he can on the subject.
Rune wasn't really one for festivals or parties or anything along those lines, though he did appreciate being outside so at least he could relax a little bit. It was autumn and slightly chilly though the cold couldn't really touch his skin, he appreciated the opportunity to dress heavily. He wore a hat pulled down over his ears with only his grey-white bangs exposed to cover the mark on his forehead, a scarf pulled around his chin, and a long heavy black coat to cover most of his skin.
It didn't matter. No matter how much he covered up he could still feel eyes on him as he made his way through the crowd. It's not that he was avoiding contact with people either, he would readily start up a conversation if anyone would care to join him, but it seemed the closer he stepped towards people they always took a few steps back. Perhaps it was the constant glow he carried with him, or the vibration of his power through the air around him, or the eeriness of his eyes; he was never quite sure, but it no longer bothered him.
He stopped at a booth offering hot apple cider and ordered himself a cup, noticing their was a small group of people not too far away from him happily chatting among themselves. His cheeks flushed a little with envy at their ability to get along quite well and be happy and festive, an emotion he was still struggling to conceal. Spending so much time in a human body gave him more emotions than he ever would have had as a unicorn, including loneliness.
Rune shook himself free of the feeling as he was offered the hot cup, taking it happily into his white hands. He sipped on the drink, sapphire eyes still on the group just across the way while others walked between him and them. A few of them he thought he might have recognized from the academy, but with the distance and the people moving about he couldn't really be sure.
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