"Alexander!" A rough voice of the commander barked out in the parade square, a large stallion with a white coat and bright blue hair with a blue square and kempt moustache, wearing a rather aged but well maintained gilded, gold armour. From the parade of 50 Stallions stepped out Alexander Iron as always wearing his armour, being focused and tainted to the order of his commander as he approached him with perfectly paced steps as one hoof was placed infront of the other with the shady sound of armour plates scraping and trudging along each other. He stood proudly in front of the commander and bowed to him by lowering his neck and raising himself back up again.
"Captain.. You have been deployed to a village reporting with some rather horrid attacks.. we are not tolerating this! Find out and contain the situation at hand at any and all costs... Understood?"
"Yes Sir.. Understood.." Alexander replied calmly with a hint of ice in his voice, sharp and to the point.
He saluted him again to about turn and return to his place within the ranks of other soldiers.
This was a week ago when Alexander was still at the bounds of Ponyville... Now he is deployed and seeing how these people are affected by what is going on. He is ready to deal with the situation at hand.. by any and all costs.
Name: Alexander Iron
Age: 21
Race: Earth Stallion
Pony/vampony: Stallion (Adult Male Pony)
looks: Not a lot much is known about how this tough looking pony looks under the armour, apart from the white eyes underneath the slits of the helmet he wears so much. His white mane and tail are bristling white with the thick hair waving heavily in the wind... it even resisting to abide to the will of the wind.
Bio: His father being a royal guard to Princess Celestia herself, Alexander has been determined to reach such a rank; joining the army at the age of 17 he was trained as a soldier, to fight when and where the will of Celestia would determine him and his fellow soldiers best. His current task has been to be deployed to guard a small village which has reported to have some troubles.. little knowing of what he was truly facing.
Friends: Apart from his fellow soldiers Alex has never really had any friends from being an oddball ever since he drew his first sword.
Enemies: Alexander's enemies have always been clear.. but not this time. He is usually gets on fine with others aslong as they respect him as he would with others.