Roleplay Type: World of Equestria. Name: Quillhart, Sex: Male. Age: An older colt. Species: Earth pony. Eye colour: Dark brown Covered with black squared glasses. Coat: Brown with a bit of dark gray at his muzzle. Mane/Tail: Two Shades of brown. One darker brown. One more like yellow. Physique: A normal sized fully grown pony. He's stronger than he looks but is not that muscular. Residence: On a grass covered hill in a nice little white house north of FillyDelphia. Occupation: He Just finished school and tries to make a living by writing. Cutie Mark: A quill that's writing in a book. He gained he's cutiemark while he was traveling with the adventurer. It was a bright and sunny day and the road was just as dry as their throats. Quillhart had been working on a text for the sun celebration. It had to be special. Quillhart looked upon his companion. "Are we there yet?" He asked polite. The adventurer looked rather amused by his expression. "For the first time of the two hundred fifty and half time you've been asking I will say, yes." He smiled at him. Quillhart smiled back but he was still worried. "Do you really think they will let me read this on the sun celebration?" He nodded at his bag. The adventurer didn't look at him when he responded. "No, I think they'll throw us out and banish us from the kingdom for asking them." He responded with no glimmer in his eyes. He was so serious that Quillhart didn't know what to believe, Suddenly the adventurer began to laugh. "You should see your face." He laughed and continued. "You should not worry foal. I'm an old friend of some high ponies there and they wont turn us down on this." And he was right some in the staff said they were glad to have a foal in the sun celebration. So the days passed and soon was the day for him to have his speech. The adventurer asked him gently if he was nervous. "No." He responded. "Not at all." The truth was that he could barely stay steady on his heavy feet. But he wanted the adventurer to think of him as brave as he was. The adventurer smiled at him with a glimmer in his eyes. "Just remember that you're speaking before a crowd of thousands of ponies."He winked at him. "We don't want to disappoint them." Quillhart swallowed "Certainly not." He answered and that was the most truth thing he ever said that day. He took his place on the scene and began to read. He looked up sometimes to see the ponies reactions. No they were still smiling. He kept reading and the story he made was getting more and more beautiful in his opinion. He looked up again and saw that nopony was smiling anymore. He kept reading. The sun gazed and he was more nervous then ever. He wished he was a Pegasus so he could just fly away from there. And he began to sound like he was about to cry. Now the story was on it's most beautiful part and then it was finally over. Now he realized that everpony cried. Was it that bad. Was he that bad? But then he saw that they were also smiling and he knew that they didn't like it. They loved it! He was done by now and was getting of the scene while the crowd clapped as they all gone mad. And He saw that the adventurer was also crying. The adventurer smiled and pointed at something behind him. He turned and all by a sudden he realized. He had gained his cutiemark! History: Quillhart once lived with his parents in the cold northern city named Stalliongrade. His parents were both gem miners and they were almost always busy mining or trading the mined gems. Quillhart used to help them when he was free from school. The hard work of mining and trading made him strong in his hoofs and quick in his head. He went outdoors as often as he could to explore the cold north landscape. He loved the freedom which the roads gave him and did sometimes spend hours to do simple things like to watch the beautiful sunrise. He was very shy at his school and did not like to talk to people if it wasn't necessary. He didn't have any friend and he didn't care that much about it either. He turned out to be a true star when it came to writing and reading. His teachers was truly impressed by his skills. One cold winter day, when Quillhart was just a foal, the parents couldn't find him anywhere and they searched a whole day just to find him sitting in the cellar deeply reading a book without pictures about diamond dogs. Nopony even knew that he was able to read at this young age. When he grew older he felt like he wanted to see a diamond dog for once. So as he always did he went out to try to find one. He went to Gor Zarya mts. where he knew there would be diamond dogs to find. He searched for a camp until midday and then he decided to go back home. It was getting dark and the small path was hard to see so he leaved the path by accident. Suddenly he found himself falling into a hole and he screamed while falling to what he thought was his certain death. But he didn't fall that far. He realized he had landed on a huge pile of Beautiful gems. But it was something else in the dark. "Who's there?!" He shouted. Suddenly a lantern was lighted. ""It ssseems like we have a guessst." Said a lisping ominous voice. And all by a sudden the whole cave was lightened by a huge amount of lanterns. Quillhart was flashed by the glimmer from the gemstones. He felt that to creatures grabbed him and dragged him away somewhere. "ssso trying to ssteal our gemssstoness are you, hmm?" Said the voice again. "I don't know what you mean I just fell into a hole." Quillhart was desperately trying to explain the misunderstanding. "Sssilence!" "We'll figure out what to do with you my dear little pony." He could catch a glimpse of a smile. "You better drop him this instant!" Quillhart gained his sight back and he could see a pony standing by a tunnel. The diamond dogs lost their attention for one moment and Quillhart managed to break free. He ran to the pony and the pony turned to run back into the tunnel again and together they managed to escape. It turned out that the pony was an adventurer who saw Quillhart when he fell down the hole. The adventurer became his first friend and Quillhart felt like he wanted to live the same life as the adventurer was describing. He convinced his parents that he would be allowed to follow the adventurer on his adventures and the adventurer was glad to have some company on his travels. So he dropped of the school to follow the adventurer and write stories about what they experienced on their journeys. Until they ended up in FillyDelphia to finish the school. Quillhart finished school with good grades and good friends. And he still goes at adventures when he so desires. Character Summary: Personality: Quillhart is very shy and very critical to himself and needs acknowledgement once in a while. Aside of the shy and critical side, he's fully able make jokes on his own bill. Quillhart is still a writer and an adventurer by hart and likes to combine those. He's kind to everypony and does not want to hurt anypony. One can summarize he's personalities into: Kind, shy, critical to himself, creative, an adventurer, caring and funny. Interactions: Quillhart is very shy and he almost never takes the first contact. He is used to wait for being noticed. He is a thinker when he's deep in his thoughts he will be very hard to reach. Quillhart is really scared of conflicts because he's so afraid to hurt anypony. He does really care about those he sees as his friends and it's normally those who he is the most social with. He would rather die then not being there for one of his friends. And the only ponies who who can hurt him by the heart is his friends that he had let close to his heart. Likes: To write and to explore. He loves to be a laugh bringer for anypony. He likes to be with his friends especially if it's on a adventure. He likes to help ponies out and to lend a helping hoof. He likes putting his friends above himself He enjoys the sunshine just as much as the moonlight. And he like to collect shiny gems. Dislikes Diamond dogs... He got a serious fear since the first meeting with them, (includes panic). Boasters who aren't as good as they are claiming to be, he dislikes that. He hates to just stand watching when a friend is having troubles. That's hard to not be when he's as shy as he is. And as said conflicts.... He really want to avoid those at all costs. ' alt=''>' alt=''>
