Plasma | slithcreun

Gender: Male

Parents/Affinity: Silent Song

Special Stats: Elemental (Plasma)

Circle: None

Plasma

There is a distinctly unfinished quality to this stallion; and a strong impression of disapproval. The first is true, as Plasma is a being of the metaphysical and only tenuously connected to the physical plane. Beyond this his primary element is plasma, a highly insubstantial substance to manifest through. The second impression, however, is misleading.

Ghost, as he is known among us, is severe and unforgiving, but he is not angry. Contrarialy, he is not truly happy, either. He carries a charge of forbidding intensity that remains even when he is otherwise relaxed. There are some who are not entirely sure he is even capable of expressing contentment, yet they would be mistaken. I have seen more than disapproval in him and watched his interests take form, yet I find that for most he is too intimidating.

His home is a perfect example of this. He plays within the shallow pools of magma found at the edge of Casutic's desolate territory. Among these lava pools the air is so supercharged with heat that it thins into near obscurity, the closest possible condition one can find to walking on one of the two suns. A ripple of colors dance across the superheated surface, a blanket of plasma that perfectly mirrors the swirling tones over The Ghost's naked hide, his only hair taking shape from his very element.

There is very little life to be found among his pools that are not some form of elemental in themselves. While some few plants do exist, they feed on the heat and have no need for any perceptible amount of air. The lightning shimmer of plasma nourishes this foliage, and it in turn nourished our Ghost's attempt at walking among the physical realm.

While he is forever coated in his element, his edges insubstantial as the various tones trip across his shape, Plasma has more than the strength of being an elemental to balance the tenuous physical presence he has found. Being among the astral realms allows him to speak to any other with such a tie to the extra planes as easily as if they stood among him; a rare talent within his species. He lives upon multiple planes, his essence split between realms, and he walks the balance with a grace hidden by his severity.

And yet he chose to bond, to walk among this realm within a form that could sustain what he was within the lands of the physical. He wants to be here. He is not the sort of stallion that would be anywhere he didn't first wish to. He is no harsher than some others within these lands and has found his place amid us with more grace than many have achieved. Plasma will answer to Caustic, a kindred spirit in many ways, and will take responsibility for everyone who falls beneath his status. He learns from the Lady Eternal, and watches the young AuraSidra grow into becoming her own force of will. Above all else, he walks with me among the other creatures of Slïth'creûn and acts as a valued enforcer within our lands; a sharp reminder that we have friends.

Most surprising for some may be to discover that the intensity he carries with him touches every part of who he is, making him the most loyal and protective companion to be found. He does not do anything casually; the relationships he maintains are no exception to this. His love is still severe, for he sees others without the gentle veil of forgiveness. The very traits that make him a terrifying enemy are the same ones that make his bonds the strongest. I do not want to see the day where some poor soul discovers the price for betraying this bond.