Fione Culina

Her name means "Flame-colored Hawk".


She's a young chestnut mare. Just being started under saddle, she's bold, anxious and eager for the work. She has a gentle nature in the stable or on the trail, but is fiercely aggressive when facing danger. She'd make an excellent war-mare and should have the speed needed for the King's courier. Her combination of talents predispose her to make an excellent roving Ranger or Hero horse, but at her age, she needs several years of light duty before being pressed into full-time service.

Fione is mechanically minded and loves to help flip switchs on the welder and carry the cables and wrenchs around. In a modern setting, she shouldn't be allow free range around any kind of machinery or equipment as you'd likely find your settings changed and various or sundry accessories relocated.

Rainee

Rainee was foaled in a comfortable green valley in the far north.

As the daughter of a celebrated war-mare, she was well cared-for but never loved until she was gifted, as a young mare, to the princess of a neighboring land.

She and the princess loved each other in the deeply special way that comes of being young and wild together and making mistakes and overcoming in grand and glorious ways.

They traveled the northern lands, winning accolades and acclaim for their speed and grace and beauty.

But as the princess grew, duties of the lands were heaped upon her. Responsibilities to the court and to the people kept her from the fields and Rainee languished, still loved but alone.

In time, the princess, her heart breaking, selflessly allowed Rainee to go south, to a harsh land of rock and sand and too much sun, yet to a family who already loved her.

They had known and loved her mother as an elderly mare and despaired over their failure to produce a filly. So when Rainee arrived, she was welcomed with open hearts, as one coming home after a long absence.

Glamdring

Glamdring is a big solid chestnut gelding with a heart as big as the world. He has a big splash of a star and a wide strip and snip that gives him a white nose. He has high socks on the back, a short sock on his right front and just a little dab of white on his left front that you can see from the right, but not if you're standing on his left side.

The first son of a lead mare, he'll take advantage where he can, but he's very happy to tuck in and "yes, ma'am" and "no, ma'am" when you call him on it.

He's a well-trained, well-rounded athletic, suitable for any level of rider and would be an excellent choice for a hero who's headed out on a quest. He has a big engine and will go all day at a smooth, steady pace that won't wear out the rider. He loves to jump almost as much as he loves to run, he's even been known to jump out of his corral.

Glamdring's most infuriating fault is that he loves to rub his head and has learned to scratch his bridle off. The biggest problem with that is that he's likely to hang it on something, a tree-branch or a fence post, or if you're mounted, he'll rub it off on his knees and you have to dismount to fasten back on properly.

Rifaima

RIFAIMA a rich chestnut mare, with a star and a stripe and just a tiny little sock on her left hind leg.

She's is a grand old lady who will certainly die with her boots on. She'd done about everything there is for a mare to do in life -- she's crossed the mountains and back again, retired from riding, she spent several years as a broodmare and is back on active duty. She loves to go - no trail is too daunting for her. Because of her age and the hard use she's seen in her life, she has a little bit of a limp on her left hind when the mornings are cold, but she doesn't like to let that slow her down.

She's a big mare and high energy. Although she can be gentle enough for beginners, she takes a light hand on the rein and a light leg behind the girth and beginners are usually too strong with their cues, and get more reaction than they meant to ask for. For an experienced rider, she's a dream come true.

She's respectful of people and easy to handle on the ground and she has a sweet habit of scruffing the end of her nose on someone to show affection.

Fioro'imo

Her name means "Hunting Hawk"

Description: Fio is a liver chestnut mare who fades from chocoloate through bright red to orange in the summer sun. She has a wide blaze that covers her forehead and runs down over her nostrils. She’s of average height, but stout and full-bodied.

Training and experience: Fio is a true Alpha Mare and not a mount recommended for the faint of heart. Aggressive in battle, attacking with teeth and hoofs both forward and back, she requires that a rider match her fierce spirit, unflagging endurance and bold fearlessness. She’ll acquiesce to handling by underlings and will tolerate such with gentle nobility as long as they maintain a respectful demeanor.

Slow to show affection, she demands it be earned. And when on pasture with the herd, she rules with a firm hand. Vistors must first greet her and beg permission before haltering another mare and taking her away.

She has been kept home at times, and has produced six extraordinary foals who have grown to proven themselves as war-mares and stallions in their own right. A mare that can produce as well as she herself rides and fights is worth her weight in gold and would be worth going to war over.

Fioroimo would be the match of a bold captain, a wandering Hero or an Elf-lord as she gives as much, or more, than she demands. The warrior with the strength to ride her into battle would hold her heart and have her unfailing loyalty at his command.