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Remember when I said five OCs were more than enough for me, way back in my first OC compilation? Yeah...yeah, those were the good 'ol days. Another group of OCs that were approved and have gotten art for their character logs, so once again, uploading them all in one batch rather than in separate pictures. The only one who doesn't have a character log yet is Revenant, but his picture's done. I need to work on utilizing different poses and expressions...this batch is pretty vanilla, especially compared to my other two compilation pictures. Honestly though, I tend to rush through the character log art in the first place, so all in all, I'm happy with 'em! Because each banner was a different size before I merged them all into one picture, they all came out looking kind of blurry and unfocused. Larger size is best size for viewing!
So this character might not actually become a character, but here's hoping he gets accepted. Daahir is an Abada, a dual-horned species that originates in Unyasi. His particular herd of Abada (consisting of his immediate family and one non-relative) practiced seclusion in the deep jungles of the Brakenweald, until Daahir met a Unicorn and decided he wanted to venture to Equestria in order to learn more about their strange magic. Credit goes to Dubstep for pitching the idea of Abada as a MLP species in the first place.
Roleplay Type: WoE Name: Daahir N'em, roughly translating into 'Pure Waters' Sex: Male Age: Young Stallion Species: Abada Eye colour: A pale orange Coat: A healthy but muted brown, with long fetlocks falling over his cloven hooves. Mane/Tail: Daahir's mane is dull green in color, and falls in messy and tussled waves around his face, as if he doesn't take the time to groom it on a daily basis. His mane also spots one lock of hair that has a white tip, and it usually falls in the middle of his face. The hair on Daahir's tail is similarly colored, and has grown so long that it more resembles a very long zebra's tail than a boar's. Physique: Sleek and slender, Daahir's body is leaner, longer, and taller than the body of an average Earth Pony. It's made to quickly leap through dense jungles and even across treetops, rather than open plains and savannas. Residence: Near the southern edge of the Brakenweald in Unyasi. A small treehouse near the top of a very large jungle tree serves as his primary home, though it is not uncommon for him to construct and dismantle temporary shelters while he is out gathering resources in the jungle. Occupation: N/A. Daahir and his sister are foragers and survivalists, living off the wild and having no need to work for modern currency. Cutie Mark: A stylized droplet of water, signifying Daahir's special talent of purifying substances, in particular water. Daahir grew up foraging off the wilds of Unyasi, but that never meant it was easy. A particularly harsh drought hit the country when the Abada was a young colt, and even the wet rainforests and jungles of the Brakenweald began to suffer for it. Both of his parents were talented aether-users who were able to continually produce edible foods, but water was a different story, as none of Daahir's family was strong or talented enough to simply create water from nothing. Their family eventually decided to move to a spring some distance away for the duration of the drought, in order to be close to a water source. Even before they arrived however, they could feel the imbalance in nature beneath their hooves. Daahir's family came to the spring to find it dank and sullied, the plants around it wilting. It was obvious that the spring had somehow become poisoned, but it was impossible to explain how. Overcome with both anger and despair, Daahir collapsed by the spring with his sister, while their parents frantically discussed what to do. Thirsty and parched from the long journey, the young foal yearned for fresh, clean water to drink, heedless of everything else around him. Daahir was so lost in his wanting for a drink that it took him a moment to acknowledge the frantic calls of his sister, who was quick to point out a sudden clearing in the water where his horn was dipped into, before it quickly faded. Overhearing, his parents thought for a moment, before taking their water jug and scooping out a smaller portion of water for Daahir. Again, the young Abada focused all his desires on wanting pure, clean water to drink, and before long, the water was purified. Daahir's family gratefully drank up the water, while the young colt himself marveled at his new mark, his newly revealed talent for purification enough to put a genuine smile on his face. Unique Traits: Unlike the majority of Unicorns, Daahir's magic is focused on supplementing and complimenting the natural, rather than going against it. He can no more magically bend a spoon than he can conjure a sofa out of thin air, but few can match his control over plant life. Daahir can bend tree branches without hurting them to allow him safe passage across treetops, and control vines to both gently pick him up and violently lash about to ward off dangers. He is also skilled enough to rapidly grow crops and fruits, useful for an unintended outing into the jungle. The obsidian-colored ornament on his necklace was crafted and shaped to resemble the tip of an Abadan's horns, gifted to Daahir before his parents left for Amani. Knowing of his ambitions to visit and explore the land of Unicorns across the sea, the ornament is meant to be both a good luck charm, and a remainder of Daahir's heritage and history in the Brakenweald. The young Abada usually keeps the ornament strung up around his neck along with some other, nonsensical beads. History: Growing up as part of an isolated and reclusive family, Daahir has lived a simplistic but hard-working life. Born in the wild jungles of the Brakenweald, Daahir grew up in a very small and isolated herd of Abada consisting of himself, his sister and parents, and one unrelated elder. The five Abada lived a peaceful, if labored, life, and Daahir was taught all the skills he needed to survive in the jungle from a very early age. He and his sister were raised to be self-sufficient, and the small herd of Abada wandered the jungle, content with their relatively tranquil lives. However, the herd was not entirely self-contained, as Daahir began to learn. The elder Abada would sometimes disappear for months at a times, and Daahir soon found out that she ventured into the Zebra settlement of Mti Nguvu once every few years or so, bartering rare and exotic plants from deep within the jungle for goods that made their lives easier - clay pots were used to store rainwater, while salts could preserve some dried foods for longer. They weren't strictly necessary for their herd's survival, but Daahir learned that they were entirely useful. Age eventually caught up to the herd, unfortunately, and the elder Abada passed away in the middle of one night. Now down to four, the concerns of Daahir's parents shifted to taking over the responsibility of interacting with Zebra settlements for their needs - specifically, they discussed traveling to settlements aside from Mti Nguvu, feeling that the dwindling herd needed to integrate more into Zebra civilization. After letting the elder Abada take care of bartering with Zebras for so long however, the entire family felt some fear and apprehension over the prospect, simply having grown used to only interacting with the herd and the jungle. Eventually, it was Daahir and his father who took up the mantle of venturing into Zebra settlements. Their first few trips into Mti Nguvu were frightening and gut-wrenching, but after the uneventful encounters, they soon learned they had nothing to fear from the peaceful settlement. As he became a young adult, Daahir soon took over the responsibility himself, becoming quite at ease among the leafy canopy of the tree city. The foalhood stories he had grown up with, about stripe-faced potion masters wanting to steal his horns, were nothing more than folk tales, scary stories that had scared him when he was younger. It was during one of these bartering sessions that Daahir met a visiting pony from a land across the sea, who called herself a Unicorn and had only a single horn upon her skull. Daahir was intrigued to learn of other ponies that could control the aether as his family could, and expressed this interest with his parents. This conversation eventually prompted more discussion within the family, with Daahir's growing interest in this faraway land filed with Unicorns being the forefront, until it was decided that the herd of only blood-relatives should split up. Daahir and his sister chose to remain together, and together they bid farewell to their parents who chose to head south towards the region of Amani. His interest in seeing the land of Unicorns has no changed since then, but at the present, Daahir contents himself with his continued bartering amongst Zebra settlements, and has even begun earning some metal currency that will apparently be needed if he and his sister should ever hope to cross the sea. The young Abada is content to wait however, and continues his life amongst the wild trees of the Brakenweald, careful and free. Character Personality: Given the stories he's grown up with, it's no surprise that Daahir has grown into a defensive and paranoid young stallion. With a penchant for mistrusting anything he is unfamiliar with, Daahir is a mercurial and volatile young Abada who feels and often acts as if the weight of the entire world is upon his shoulders - especially when his sister playfully throws herself onto his back. Thanks to the isolation and separation his herd had from others, Daahir often forgets that he and his sister are not alone, that they could easily settle down in a Zebra settlement if they so chose. They simply don't, carrying out the ways of the herd they grew up within. This sometimes overwhelming sense of isolation has manifested into a stiff and humorless facade that Daahir presents to the rest of the world, and each day is a constant struggle to keep his temper in check. Perhaps the most debilitating aspect of Daahir's personality is his paranoia of anything and everything that isn't the Brakenweald. Like most foals, Daahir and his sister grew up with folk tales and stories, and given the separation his herd practiced from other civilizations, those stories tended to focus on naughty Abada who ran away from home only to be spirited away by other species who were jealous of the Abadans' two horns. Whether or not those types of folks tales hold any grain of truth is irrelevant - Daahir has learned, just as his parents and sister did, that other species are not to be trusted, even Zebras as they are renowned potion makers. His and his parents' outings into Mti Nguvu and beyond have worked to soften those foalhood lessons, but they still can't completely erase what Daahir has been taught all his life. He is entirely cautious and wary with whatever venture he undertakes, and no matter how many times he has made the same venture. While mistrustful and fearful of the general world around him, Daahir's grim persona is prevalent in his wanderings around the Brakenweald. He is still serious and dour when in the comfort of the jungle, often nagging his younger sister to be more careful or aware of her surroundings, and prefers keeping watch in the trees to splashing around rain puddles on the ground. With his parents down south and living out their years in the beautiful region of Amani, Daahir views himself as 'the stallion' of the herd, taking his role of leading and protecting his sister very seriously. The young Abada's temper runs hot, often resulting in quick outbursts of raised voices, sometimes over nonsensical and utterly harmless things. Luckily for him, his sister understands the pressures he places upon himself, and never resents him for his outbursts. Despite the stoic face he wears over his mercurial temperament however, Daahir is not made of stone. A friendly relationship goes a long way in causing the Abada to loosen up, allowing him to laugh freer and easier, even if he doesn't do it often. Though he doesn't take much humor from anything, Daahir is fairly sarcastic in nature, finding what laughter he does in wry or ironic situations, and is wildly competitive, racing creatures across the jungle flooring from time to time. Daahir is not a fan of losing, whether his made-up contests with jungle creatures or anything greater, and has a persistent drive to get what it is he is seeking. He is a compassionate Abada who cares about others and can empathize with them, but most often places his own sense of survival and selfishness above others. Character Summary: Daahir is just about what one could expect from a being who's lived his entire life in a jungle - stiff, mistrustful, and temperamental, an unforgiving jungle to those that throw themselves head-long into the thicket without any idea of what they face. However, those that can navigate their way through the dense brush can find a softer core to the Abada, a young colt like any other who simply wants to live his life out with his sister.