WhiteLight's Goldenquest character sheet

Name: Amber Spark
Race: Unicorn
Gender: Mare
Cutie Mark: A small irony anvil being hammered down on by a short handled work hammer, with several (6) tiny, dark yellow "lightning bolt" shaped lines haphazardly floating above it .
Age: 17
Languages known: Basic equestrian (Expert), High equestrian (Intermediate), Arcane Equestrian (Basic)

Appearance:
Amber Spark is a young unicorn mare just below 'mature' years, with a sharp and stalwart look in her big, gilded eyes alongside a small, genuine but often fragile serious smile. Her coat was of a charcoal gray color sporting a rather toned body, slim and with muscle on her legs and sides, also slightly taller than the average just a hair below stallion size, and her hair of a bright amber with her mane short over the front, barely reaching her forehead and cheeks and was usually combed in a sidelong manner towards the left on the front and backwards on the hair over the sides of her neck and head, Silky for the most part and squashy as well. same for her tail, which was a bit slim and barely reached the joint of her hind leg.



STATS:        Base:            Current:
Str: 11       HP: 11           HP: 13
Dex: 13       FP: 8            FP: 10
Int: 9       MAB:+1           MAB:+1
Vit: 8       RAB:+3           RAB:+3
              AC: 10           AC: 11
            Will:-2          Will:-2
             PER:-1           PER: 0
              RE: 0.5          RE: 1
              MO: 5            MO: 6
              BL: 12.1         BL: 12.1

Collar & attribute template
-2 to Vit, -1 to Int
+2 to Dex, +1 to Str
Blue collar = +1 to Dex

Points spent: 6

Skills:
Smithing III [Weapons] (+5)

Perks: [in chronological order]
- Smithing I (Backstory skill)
- Unicorns's Light
- Improved FP I [collar perk]
- Improved HP I [collar perk]
1 - Smithing II
2 - Improved Reaction I
3 - Smithing III
4 - Improved Per I
5 - Improved FP II
6 - W. Prof. Crossbows



Spells: Mage level 1


Quirks:

Passionate
You are tough and determined, but a bit naive and easy to manipulate.
Benefit: Any Vit rolls you make gain a +1 bonus.
Drawback: You suffer -1 to Will.

Cautious
 You're rather safe than sorry and rather play things defensively. This over cautious nature though can lead you to be more susceptible to fear effects.
 Benefit: Whenever you fight defensively or use an All Out Defense action, you gain an additional +1 dodge bonus to AC.
 Drawback: You take -1 to Will rolls to resist fear effects.

Flaws:

-

Inventory weight: 12     Bits: 45

Weapons: 1
Light Crossbow, 1d8 piercing damage, range: 20, Weight: 2

Attire/armor: 3
Large saddlebags, weight: 1
Bolt sash, (8 bolts) weight: 4
Leather armor, +2 to AC, weight: 3
Cowboy hat, no weight


Other:
Heart shaped silver pendant, no weight.
Regional map, no weight
Winter blanket, weight: 2

Rations: 5 days worth
Common x5
Waterskin x2
Carrots
Apples
loafs of Homemade bread

character backstory:

Parents:
Starry Autumn (Father)
Wintersong (Grandmother)

Friends:
Spy Glass
Tender Comfort
Blueshift
Sunflower
Meadow Breeze



Enemies:
Blueberry Blaze.

Profession:
Apprentice Blacksmith


Loves:
- Excursions and travelling
- Pancakes & beans especially if made by her father
- Hanging out with friends
- Casual fencing
- Smithing weapons
- Target practice with large crossbow and bows
- Using crossbows
- Making attempts at baking
- Being in spooky places with friends
- Avidly reading novels
- Learning more on enchanting and rune magic

Fears:
- Sleeping in the dark
- Sleeping alone outside of a safe environment
- Being alone in a pitch dark environment
- Extended periods of solitude and silence
- Not planning ahead of time
- large furry spiders
- aggressive dogs and large beasts
- Dying alone and not returning to her father
- Making mistakes and being the culprit of a friend getting hurt
- accidentally entering a situation way above her head alongside loved ones
- Dying in her sleep


Spark was a rather gruff and alert mare, although as curious as a cat despite that and she loved looking into dark holes to see what's underneath and seeing new places to tell about to her father... She wasn't the most social person and, really, barely talked when traveling as she was too busy looking around or thinking to herself, mostly if she got everything she could possibly need and what to do or where to go next, she wasn't one to go anywhere unprepared or without planning the approach even though she knew things to change as time went on, she didn't like that at all not one bit, and she was quick to evaluate if the situation was hopeless or simply too dangerous to tell everyone to get the fuck out without getting caught by whatever they were going up against, she may not be too social, but she loved her friends as much as she loved her father and was not going to let something terrible happen to anyone on this special occasion, not if she could do something about it.

However, she was stubborn as a donkey, and sometimes even hotheaded when it came to doing something her way or if she really wanted something or believed something was true, she wanted people to listen to her, Simply telling her off was only going to make it worse as she could just as easily go out and find out herself, she had the massive balls to do it for sure and in many occasions she'll show to be faithful and brave, showing defiance in the face of great danger if she saw a possibility of success in her plan. She wold be scared... Terrified in fact, but she hid it well behind the hope of doing something that mattered and making her father proud, behind a ferocious expression and a viking of an attitude in combat, the only thing that could make her think twice about doing anything would be being completely alone... In the dark... With no light source, also Aggressive dogs.

She was native of the Burrow's Den, always lived there being the daughter of the local blacksmith who's been offering his services to the town for decades although she never got to know her mother or even meet her... She didn't know much about her or what she sounded like but her father kept telling her she was gorgeous... Beautiful golden hair, amber eyes and a black coat and that she sounded just like her, the father was a sweet person, intelligent, cultured due to being a traveller since early days with 4 brothers and 2 sisters, and excessively selfless.

The workshop they worked in was well tooled and geared, large bellows blowing into the forge and all kinds of hammers, axes and shaping tools were there as well along with a steady supply of candles, the mare spend most if not all of her life in that house/smithy living with her father who was rather clingy of her, who mentored through most of her studies... When the filly grew she became his apprentice and a rather good one at that, making fine quality weapons, tools and general materials for the town and eventually the father began to think that the student would surpass the old master sooner or later.

She never heard much of her mother until very late down the line when she asked why she didn't have one... Who she was, Autumn was reluctant to talk about as it wasn't a nice memory to have lingering around during work, but he did nonetheless when he saw her daughter's puppy eyes and constant pleas to hear it.

Her name was Sapphire Rose... She was an adventurer good and proper she had all kinds of tools and weapons constantly strapped to her, one a thin curved sword much like a katana but shorter and with a large ruby set between the tang and the grip and had a black blade... The other being the same as the other except purple, colorful runes running along the grip and with a transparent scarlet blade, and even had a curiass with a high neck and a scarf wrapped around her visage which she only took off when walking indoors. She frequently visited the smithy to repair armor and weapons and sometimes even sell or buy some things, something about the smooth, elegant voice and golden eyes... It made him blush even whilst talking about it, cute blush.

This went on for about a year with the mare showing up every now and then, mainly asking for small bolts to fit her hoof crossbow,  and some repairs for her armor which came in dented around the front more often than not, eventually the mare saw right through his poker face and began giggling like a schoolgirl, without realizing that he had started blushing and was barely paying attention to what she was saying, and when she was about to leave he mentioned her exact words, "You do look quite dashing yourself, I'm sure if you looked you'll find a special someone in no time." and then said how the mare had smirked in a cheeky and somewhat sly manner, she probably did it just to see how much the stallion would stammer blush and she was not disappointed.

As time went on the mare showed up more erratically and a bit less often sometimes battered and injured under the armor... Although she repeatedly refused to say from what as the bruises were quite bad and the cuts... Even more, its a good thing the clinic worked mostly for free and on donations, he ended up visiting her quite often whilst in the clinic and often made other  tall red and gilded cloaked figures speaking with the mare... But never really tried to eavesdrop on the grim conversations that had something to do with a desert and... "Someone who's not supposed to be here.". After they had left, he entered... And during her permanence in the clinic they warmed up enough for a kiss after all the flowers the stallion kept giving her.

She had a sweet smile that melted my heart and knew exactly how to sweet talk me, he said. fast forwarding months the mare came along and suddenly asked if she could stay in for a few weeks since she was "On vacation from her... "Job" without ever mentioning what that job is, soon the mare mentioned how she was afraid that... Despite liking him, she was deadly afraid of not coming back ever again if she did put up family... She ended up telling what she was after but made the stallion swear to tell none, not even her own child out of fear of getting them in danger.

The story was cut short eventually by the stallion slowly loosing the want to continue it, pausing as he nodded towards the heard shaped silver pendant around her neck, "She gave that to me, she said that she had a close friend fashion it for her and as long as she had her own around her neck and it felt warm to the touch.. She would be alright and would be back. It long since stopped being warm however. Perhaps she lost hers an she's still out there but its been so long i am not sure i should still hold  hope of her return... She never came back to me after giving birth to you."