Basic Information:

Name: Nimai
Prior Names: Vajra, Ugra, Julian, Keev, etc.
Nicknames: Nims, Nimmy, Legs, Big Guy
Gender: Stag

Breed: Anomalous Equine.
Bloodline: Purebred Austerian
Age: 30 yo
Birth Season: Summer, Year 1980 of the New Generation

Eye Color: Blue
Build: Medium-Heavy
Height: 19hh
Phenotype: Extreme Sooty Palomino Hidden Splash
Genotype: ee/AtAt/nCr/StySty/nSpl
Design Sheet: Free Creation Design | Nimai

Mutations: Branching Horns (Automatic), Deer Feet, Scut Tail, Deer ears.

Herd Information:

Herd: Formerly Saraph, Currently Linx Tunnels
Herd Rank: Herd Member
Current Location: Linx Territory.

Personal Information:

Sire: Duke Juselh, 26 years old. He had no idea he sired a fawn with Llivain and was mated five years prior to his tryst. He has since sired four other children with his bonded mate, Lady Pleasia.
Dam: Lady Llivain, 8 years old. Youngest daughter of a deceased Lord. Dead of exposure in the Saraph Sand Dunes while pregnant with Nimai.
Mate(s): None.
Offspring: None.

Personality:

Sweet - Kind - Gentle - Forgiving - Adaptable - Strong (Physically) | Compulsive - Defeatist - Passive - Hesitant (to act without guidance) - Overly Eager to Please

Whatever Nimai may have been before being stolen (rescued) from his dead mother’s belly will be lost to the winds and sands that took her life.

He has been moulded and created by his world, and as such, he is a calm, sweet creature that wants nothing more than to serve and serve well. Each time he has been sold, normally because of his size, he is deeply saddened. When his master’s die, such as the prior sultan, he wept and mourned alongside those who shared their lives with the great tiercel. Patient, and careful, he is a gentle giant that has no thoughts of escape, nor thoughts of rebellion. He is emphatic, and kind, willing and able to do whatever is asked of him, with no complaint.

When asked about his opinion, or when given options, Nimai has no idea how to choose, and will simply hesitate passively until the choice is made for him. He has little to no imaginative thought (at least at the moment), and has never truly needed to think beyond the walls of the Gardens of Elysia.

"Possessions"/Apparel:

*NEW* All prior posessions have been sold. Nimai was scammed, and recieved no coin for his old golden chains.

 Nimai, when in on display for sale or showing off as his master's possession,  wears golden chain hobbles on his forelegs, and a thin (but strong) bosal with golden chains that attach to a thin golden breast and belly band. Upon the bottom of the nose piece of the bosal is a attachement point for a lead that an owner would control.

 When in his master's home, he wears plain thick leather hobbles on his forelegs (unless working or sleeping) and a thick leather breast and belly band that a cart or chains could be attached to for control. He has, in the past, worn an actual throat collar, as well as a heavy working bosal or hackamore.

History:

Llivain was not seen as much of a thinker by her parents, so when the flighty ditzy doe fell deeply in love with a stag married under the laws of the Austerian herd, it was more than a little surprising, and...quite out of character for the unimaginative doe. However, her parents were quite certain that they'd raised their very dependable and dutiful daughter well, and that she would never do anything inappropriate, and that despite her supposed fascination with the Lord, nothing would come of it. Sadly, they underestimated the level of idiocy Llivain was capable of being manipulated into.

Ultimately, it was not Llivain’s idea to pursue a secret tryst with the stag she was directed at, but her sister’s, Deilyne. Younger than Llivain by five years and extremely intelligent, the dark doe was obsessed with romance, and romantic stories of true Lords and their often secret romantic entanglements with does outside of their own loveless lifemate bond. Bound by the tight supervision their parents kept on Llivain's wild younger sister, she instead was content to live vicariously through the games she forced upon her older sister. Easily manipulating her into doing anything she pleased, it was not uncommon for Llivain to arrive home after spending time 'studying the forest' then to simply hide out with Deilyne and just spill everything that had occurred for the night.

The secret meetings continued in utmost secrecy for almost a year before she discovered she was with fawn, and had been for almost a season and a half, confirming only after she noticed her season had not come upon her, and the fawn within her became more active, squirming and kicking. Given that Llivian was quite a portly doe and not the brightest star in the sky, she hadn't realized her weight gain was not simply overindulgence...but pregnancy until that moment. Panicked at the possibly punishments that may befall her, she fled into the night. It was a bare hour before she was thoroughly lost, and wandered into the wilderness with no concept of time, or even where she might be.

Terrified by the depths of the darkness and the strangers she found, the doe fled even farther, wandering for two weeks, before finding herself finally upon the edge of a massive land of burning sand. Upon reaching the edge, Llivain once more panicked upon encountering winged Anomali that tried to convince her to come with them, then tried to loop ropes about her legs and neck. Again, not one for logic and intelligence, the young doe fled directly into one of the largest deserts found upon the surface of Anomalous. It was here, knee deep in the mounds of burning sand, that she realized that her panicked flight and stress had started the very first pangs of labor.

Within a day she was staggering from lack of water, the cramps within her belly getting stronger and stronger. Upon the dawning of the second day, she was down, sprawled and gasping for breath in the only tiny square of shade she could find in the horrid lands. Here, as she felt the strength leave her, the pulsing of birthing pain slowly fading away, she knew true despair that her fawn would die as she surely would in the next few moments. This unfortunate place was the last one she saw upon the surface of the world, the faint voices of the slavers that had been following her, the last she ever heard.

This is where Nimai’s story begins.

The slavers, while wholly disappointed at the lack of Austerian doe as a prize to come home with, noted that the fawn inside the deceased doe was in fact, very much alive and wanting out, and took measures to remove him. It was sheer luck that one of the slavers had bothered to bring one of his harem hens with him who had recently lost her own newborn twins, and it was only for that reason that Nimai managed to survive his first nights.

Thus, his life as a slave began.

Throughout his life, Nimai has had many names, and a number of owners, though not for any negative reason attributed directly to him or his actions. Most of his prior owners were older and very wealthy, and simply did not see any reason in keeping him anymore as a status symbol as they gained more and more wealth, or have passed away from old age. As with his most recent owner, an elderly hen that was the favorite mate to the late prior sultan, there was nothing ill to be said of the giant Austerian, simply that he was a dutiful gardener, a babysitter of passing excellence, and ready and willing to do anything and everything needed for his masters. His loyalty is absolute, with never a single thought of rebellion.

Nimai was purchased by Alana Al-Taj, spent some time in her care, then was freed by the proclamation and deal between Otrera and Cadhara. 

Free as of Winter 1997, Nimai fell through the cracks within the Saraph city, and was homeless until Winter 1999.

Until the year 1999, Nimai lived on the streets of the Saraph capital, homeless. He is taken in by Firdausi Al-Tawfiq and lives in his house with the elderly Saraph and his crossbreed friend, Mazin Al-Tawfiq. Nim keeps the house spotless, and tries his very best to disappear, and to stay out of their way, despite Firdausi and Mazin's best efforts. The Formari has no effect on Nimai, and his life does not change in any significant way, though, he does lose weight from being unable to grow himself food. He is merely grateful not to be homeless. 

When the pair leave for Linx in Late Spring/Early Summer 2001, Nimai is unfortunately forgotten about (as he is very low maintenance and easy to forget). In Winter of 2001, his worry reaches high enough that he invades his Masters study, and he finds information about a planned trip to Linx territory. For the first time in his life, a sense of very real panic sets into his mind, and he sets about prepping for an extended voyage away from Firdausi's home. He has never strayed from the borders of his homeland, and as such doesn't quite know how to plan...he seeks out a very flashy, and somewhat wise Saraph by the name of Zuhayr Ziyan, whom was well known for having traveled, and asks for advice. The tiercel suggests packing everything he needs and hiring a guide to get him started, buoyed by the good advice, he sets to it. 

Thus, in Very Early Spring of 2002, with all of his belongings, and a large amount of Firdausi's most precious possessions tucked into huge saddlebags on his barrel, including the old Saraph's prized soft chair, and a pair of tiny dwarf fig trees in fabric pots tucked into saddlebags (as well as MANY exotic fruit seeds), he hires a guide with the mass of gold from his slave shackles (and a housekeeper to care for the house pretty much indefinitely), and sets out to find his Master in Linx. He does intend to spend some time seeing the world, so it is roughly Summer 2002 that he arrives. 

Skills & Talents:

Breakdown

Roleplay:

The Goddess Cries and the World Burned
+2 ____ - Headshot/Partial-body + Detailed BG - The Goddess Cries
+1 ____ - Mini-Event Response (Lit)
+2 ____ - 400-999 Word Lit - And The World Burned - Nimai
+1 ____ - Mini-Event Response (Art)