Demiro Desertstorm

By Silver W. Valensnow

• August 5, 2014

Age: 29

Gender: Male

Species: Pegasus

Appearance: Light purple bodycolor with wings<br />stature: medium/high bodyheight and length<br />wing"edge" has a light golden shine-layer<br />Mane is sticking out in three points above face all DarkBrown except the middle one, which is black, tail colours match in a medium-long tail, curve, dual-color with pointed end<br />relatively small "ALMOST" feminin muzzle, it being smoothed out a bit but still pointy<br />Deepset, bright/light yellowish eyes, medium size iris, small-medium size eye. eyelining is wave straight eye. eye is without inner black except iris-dot

Cutie Mark: A blue wing, brown unicorn-horn<br />___a small red flower<br /><br />no backgroundcolor, slightly apart in the type-setting shown above to represent different races and Demiro's ability to bring them together

Personality: A workaholic, likes to get things done and makes a sport out of trying his hoof at everything. Does not easily shy away from a challenge, only if reason tells him to and is very competitive. Also a great philosopher, having read much in his early times. You can sometimes catch him being a deep pony, to the point where he is totally forgetting everything around him.

Backstory: Demiro Desertstorm is the alias of this pony, for his original name is Demiro Duskraven. He keeps this name vigorously hidden from ponies he does not trust with his life, for most remember the bloody war between Equestria and Duskvale. As secondborn to the throne of Duskwell, capital of Duskvale (South of Equestria), Demiro has blue blood. Royalty is as royalty does in his case. the first few years of his life he became incredibly spoiled and it wasn't untill his father, Cethix Duskraven, made him start studying about their national history in Duskwell's main library. He did studying for five years in which time he also developped strong feelings for his sister, Marelissa Duskraven. She was the only pony he could stand being with and she made him so happy. They loved eachother much, so much. Demiro was eventually getting tired of reading books and the frequent bous of anger with his father about what he was reading, causing him to seek solitude that time of his life. lt was at his 12th age that Demiro took up different things, wanting to something he was good at, unfortunately, that was also the time that his dad forced him to take on wartraining and learn how to be a great warrior. Demiro hated it with every fibre of his being as it gnawed away any sense of normalcy he had. When he finally became 16 he was ready, according to Certhix that was, to fight in the upcoming war against the Equestrian empire. He raged and killed in repetition, but when he saw a Duskval'en duke attack and rape an Equestrian mare his sense of loyalty shattered. He killed the duke in front of several others of his kind, proclaiming the act the Duke had committed was fowl and unquestionably wrong. The war took many lives from both sides and casualties numbered in the hundreds. King Certhix saw that he made no headway in this war and decided to retreat after 5 days of relentless fighting and made them return to their homeland. Word of Demiro's treasonairy kill was still going around though and it soon reached the kings ears, who, in turn, spoke wit Demiro about this. lt was a heavy fight between son and father and in the end Certhix commanded the guards to take his son and banish him from duskwell under pain of death, never to return, to bitter tears from Marelissa who loved him still. <br /><br />Demiro travelled Duskwell on foot, not knowing which way he was going, but growing stronger in his survivaling every day, stealing some coin or food sometimes if he couldn't make a living with a job. at first his life was poor, but livable. Demiro even made a few nice memories out of it, bt his loneliness and the wandering made Demiro leave civilised grounds in Duskvale for good after an additional 2 years. The big, wild forest that stretched from Daisanor (The most Northern town of Duskvale) to the border of Equestria. in this forest Demiro became hard as a rock and lost all social skill he had left just to survive on his own for nights and nights without stop. Many creatures bothered him in this forest, making him an even fiercer warrior than he allready was. His days wre beginning to make him depressed and slowlygnaw at his confidence, until he met a ponyranger. lt seemed to be an Equestrian pony and he did not have much patience with the colt at first, but the pony offered Demiro a sleeping place and sme dimple but good food. Demro never fully trusted theranger with his tons of secrets, it was after all, an Equestrian on Duskvall'en territory, but he did 'accept' the pony. One time, Demiro saw the ranger near a shady waterfall, meditating to find some peac and asked if he could learn the ways of the relaxed mind as well. He spent some months in the presene of the ranger and actually began to ease up with him. he would have stayed longer with the nice pony, were it not that his silent friend suffered a brutal death at the claws of one of the local creature. Demiro paid his respect to his fallen friend as the world turned dark for him again and made a grave for the rangerpony. Helooted the house o the pony and started with his hourney again, crossing unknowingly into Equestrian lands.<br /><br />Demiro did not know where he was and asked for employment again, not knowig that the darkest months of his life were coming to him rapidly. He picked up his old way of livin again, but soon found out that his name instilled anger in the ponies to which he spoke it, also learning very quickly now that he wasn't in his homeland anymore. He took up the name Demiro Desertstorm then and tried to avoid going into big cities. Job after jon he lost and many times he got into a fight with locals as he moved more to the centre of Equestria. His final downbringing was the pony he met at the 21st year of his life. The unicorn openly claimed to know how Demiro felt and devillishly lured the former Duskvall'en prince into his friendship. The unicorn was a follower of Discords plans however and began to slowly instill hate in Demiro, turning him into a so-called "justice fighter" while actually making a villai out of him. The unicorn used all kinds of magic to kill ponies, not doing it often, but he was notorious in his crimes. Demiro on the other hand became darker and darker and killed a lot of ponies, not takng jobs anymore, but taking money and lives for months again. He would have done it for longer if he had not been surprised by Marelissa, the love from his homeland one night, claiming she had travelled for a year now, searching for him after finally being able to escape from Duskvale without notice. Demiro started a life life of penance after that, he had his love, he had a place in the everfree forest with which he was happy. He had built a nice cabin, which had taken him weeks to complete, some help also coming from Marelissa and they lived happily together for some years. lt could not be though, for one day when Demiro and Marelissa were walking through the forest to gether berries at their usual spot did a poisonous snake appear and bite the mare in her hoof. For however fast Demiro was and however skilledhe had become in the use of herbs, he could not stop the poison from taking his loved one's life. Three years after that fatefull day Demiro still mourned for his lost love, having a picture of her on his crudely made table all the time. Marelissa's death, well, it had been a shock for him, a shock that had made Demiro stop doing everything he did for 3 months to mourn about her. in that time he came to appreciate how beautiful life was and realised the horor he had committed some year before. silently hating himself for it. He was able to take up his craft again after that and, though his skill had dimished slightly, made astounding progress to better himself, for the sake of his love's memory. She would've wanted Demiro to carry on and that is exactly what h eventually did. Though his ability to craft returned to him and bloomed, Demiro could not forget about her. Untill this day he lives in the Everfree forest, it harbourig a feeling of safety for him, partly because he believed that some part of Marelissa was still alive in there though she was dead. he had to get friendly with the ponies of Ponyville, show true contrition at the deeds he had committed in that bloody war so long ago and earn their respect. He had allready succeeded at this to some degree, but the ponies, except for the mane six, did not trust Demiro fully yet. Hopefully that would come in time...