Ezio Opal

By Opalicious

• August 25, 2012




Age: 20

Gender: Male

Species: Earth Pony

Cutie Mark: Ezio Opal's cutie mark is a mask, meant to signify his career as an assassin and his skill in the occupation as well.<br /><br />Ezio's breath came out in ragged puffs as the bandits surrounded him. They all held deadly knives, but those were the last of his worries. After one of the ponies had stolen his pocket money, he had chased them down until he had it back, and the sack of money now sat inside his pocket. He looked from bandit to bandit, working out a plan to escape. All routes started to calculate themselves inside his mind, and his gaze settled on the youngest of them all, furthest to the left. His left hoof shot out and knocked him out, and he immediately twisted to counter the knife flying at him from behind. He grabbed it, twisting it from the pony's grip, flipping it into his hand and taking him out. He flipped over the third pony and placed the knife into his back, his back hooves kicking out from under him to take out the fourth. Now there was one left. Two knives shot from the pony, Ezio only managing to take one. He flicked the knife to counter the first attack as well as the second, launching his own counter. The flat end of the knife slammed into the ponies head as Ezio flicked the kinfe once more to make sure the pony was dead. Ezio surveyed the scene before turning back toward his home. But one thing caught his eye when he turned. On his flank was a white mask. This might have not meant anything to him if he had not spent the last year training to be an assassin, but it showed that it was his talent, and it drove him to perfect the skill in the next years.

Personality: Ezio Opal, like his brother Air, is a secretive pony. He keeps to himself, helps who is in need, and usually knows what is going on. To find out what is happening in the region, he prefers speaking to the locals, who usually know what happens in the area.

Backstory: Ezio grew up differently from his brother Air, Earth, Fire and Water. But he did not want to give up. He started learning the arts and techniques of a group known as the assassino, as community of assassin ponies. He learned what he could until the age of 15. At that age he thought that the family was preventing him from learning as much as he could. He moved away, into solitude, continuing to learn. He is now very skilled at the art of the assassino.