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ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sᴋʏ sᴘɪʟʟs ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴀʀᴛʜ, ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪ sʜᴀʟʟ ʙᴇ

Unapologetic. Unwavering. Fierce like the fires that burn from dusk till dawn.

A solid oak tree deep rooted in the earth, Galileo dominates the skyline. He is a mass, a hulking beast, a blood moon rising. A deep bay coat adorns his rippling muscles, lightly dappled with the sprinklings of summer gold. Lining his neck are off-white stripes, messily gripping his neck and legs like pale bony fingers.

Physically, he is huge, standing at 19.2hh with his black antlers only adding more height to his domineering figure. Nevertheless, the physique is no longer in its prime, devoid of youth and innocence; the memories dance across his skin. His body aches with the inscriptions of war, the scars striking his body telling stories of battles long since past. There was the nick he had got on his left foreleg the first time he had sparred with his father. There was the long scar he'd received from the cougar he'd fought before entering Elysium for the first time. And then, the wound that had taken the longest to heal, gifted to him by the fiercest battle of his life...

A lionite tail drags along the ground, joining his mane in an unkempt mess. Tangled and knotty, he has little time for the upkeep of such trivial things.

And finally, those golden eyes that have seen so much and yet cried so far and few between -- they are perhaps his most handsome feature, expressive and telling (perhaps the only part of him that gave anything away). Is that where the lingerings of morality lie?

ʜᴇʟʟ ʜᴀᴛʜ ɴᴏ ғᴜʀʏ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ

There have been many who have tried to read him, and only a few who have known the truth. Peeling back the layers only reveals something more complicated, tangled and messy.

Picture a thunderstorm rolling over a mountain: the unpredictability of lightning, the deep rumbling of thunder, and the pouring rain effervescently flooding the brooks that are the source of the landscape's rivers. That is the incalculable, chaotic, untameable Kodarki.

Upon first greeting he is watchful, always an outsider looking in. He takes his time to assess those he meets - he is clever, in that regard - and absorbs those first few moments with narrow eyes and furrowed brows. When he speaks, it is slowly and guarded. There are secrets behind those lips that could ruin him. He likes to make himself look dominating, and it isn't difficult when you are built like a tank. Sitting on the sidelines, he is not the protagonist of anyone's story but a supporting role to louder voices. Many queens and kings he has served, and many armies he has led, but he has always been one to defer to superiors.

The path then splits into two: one of gentle befriending, never rushed, or perhaps one where he is civil, but keeps them at a distance. There is no speed to him in any manner; he knows time is the teller of all things.

A roaring sandstorm blistering through the desert, he harbours anger in every ounce of his body - it does not take much to rile him up, his fiery temper ready to flare up at any moment. It is only age that has been able to tame it, and even then it is simply placated, not extinguished.

There is reasoning to the way he is. Before all else, he has always been trained as a battle machine. The world has hammered into him how dangerous equines can be to each other. Anger and violence have been the forefront of all he has done, and of course, he has to prove himself to his family. Without having the direction of the firstborn son, nor the freedom of his younger sister, he has struggled with his parents putting their hopes and dreams on him.

There is hope on the horizons, for his time in the Red Waste of Elysium had mellowed him and he had found a new aspect to himself. The younger members of the herd respected him, and he enjoyed teaching them to be good warriors. And for once, he made friends. Syrilth, Luvena, Eo... these were horses who, for once, did not only rely on him, but who were there for him when he needed it most. He is much more understanding now, more open, more... free.

Galileo will never be perfect, nor anywhere near it, for his past is plagued by dark deeds and anger. He can only hope that the future is brighter than his troubled past, and that he adapts to the changing nature of life.

ʙᴀɢʜᴇᴇʀᴀ - ᴍᴀʀɢᴏ
ᴋʟᴀᴜs ʀᴇᴜʙᴇɴ ɢᴀʟɪʟᴇᴏ ʟʏɴx

Click me to be taken to the Kodarki story.
Click me to learn about the world of Silt and its war.

About Galileo's World
Silt: a world torn apart by war, ravaged by their losses and divided by religion. The theocracy of Cuzco longs to push for the Rusean religion further than their country's borders. Creygaul - the homeland of the Kodarkis - is a strong, atheist monarchy. The religion, driven underground in Creygaul, threatens their way of life, especially as the last monarch was assassinated by Followers of Ruse.

Galileo's Backstory
Thrust into the chaos comes Galileo, third son of Bagheera "The Wardog" and Margo. Yet his story begins before his birth...

Bagheera Kodarki was born to a blacksmith - a well respected one - in the city of Skychamber. Entering into the army, he serves well and becomes a war hero. Upon retiring due to old injury, he is gifted the title of Lord of Dupresden, as well as lands, and he marries the upper class Devereux daughter Margo.

Their first child is Klaus Kodarki, a beautiful, sensitive soul. Bagheera's desire for the Kodarki family to be war heroes made him pressurise his son into joining the army, and whilst Klaus is a success, the pressure of being heir apparent to the title as well as a good army officer becomes too much and he is sent home sick. His father seems him as a disgrace to the family.

In the meantime, the second son was being trained - this time from an earlier age than the first. Reuben was stronger willed than his brother, and more healthy physically, so his parents believed that he would be the answer to their prayers. However, Reuben was very politically minded, and wished to resolve things peacefully much to the disgust of his father who preferred fists to thinking. He becomes a general.

Finally, Galileo is born, and as the last hope of the Kodarki family, begins his training. He proves to be an excellent soldier and his foalhood is dedicated to learning about battle. When he comes of age, he is instantly sent off to war - it is all he knows. However, he is very close to his younger sister Lynx, and protective of her. She was the only one who cared for him for who he was.

The Incident
Galileo's successes were stacking on top of each other and seemed almost endless. He was the youngest general to lead a platoon. His, the 42nd platoon, was a strong, mainly male group who were the elite team that would scout out ahead of the main army.

News from home reaches Galileo as he is about to make the most important attack of his life: his brother is dead, taken by sickness.

In a fit of rage, he forgets the plans the platoon has and blindly leads them into a bloodbath: the signs were all there, and he missed them. Every single horse was killed (unbeknown to him, Narcissa, a friend, escaped) and Galileo was captured by Cuzco.

After some time in Cuzcan jail, Galileo was traded as a prisoner of war. However, upon his return home, he was imprisoned for war crimes in Creygaulian jail. He loses faith in himself and becomes a shell of what he used to be. He also learns that his other brother is dead from war. His sister, knowing what he was going through, helped him escape prison and the country.

Finding himself wandering foreign lands, Galileo finds himself in Elysium (Look to the Stars), where he makes a name for himself as the Commander of the Lyrus herd. Rebuilding his life with the help of Syrilth and Luvena, he becomes someone again: he has regained a purpose. He even has a son, Darsith, with Syrilth - though their relationship had always been platonic.

Good things cannot last forever and with the midday tide, his life was washed away once again. Leaving the Red Waste and his herd behind, he once again longs for a purpose, for something good. Because he now knows he is worthy of such a thing.

But all is not as it seems, as the dead may rise again and plague our dreams with their devilish dances and sour words...

Novus History Featuring a selection of important events from Galileo's Novus life...
• Year 505 - Arrives in Novus on a small boat which he crashes on the shores of the very north of the desert. Meets Seraphina, who offers to show him to the Capitol (here)
• Year 506 - Is reunited with his oldest and closest friend, Luvena (here)
• Year 506 - Trapping his hoof in a canyon, he is rescued by the young Willoughby (here)
• Year 506 - Galileo rescues Jane from a Sandwyrm in the Mors Desert (here)
• Year 506 - Galileo accidentally stumbles across Willoughby at the Amare Creek, and the two share some friendly moments -- is there something more there? (here)
• Year 506 - The call of the Capitol is too strong, and Galileo fights to be Adonai's champion. After a tough fight with Saoirse, the stallion comes out on top (here)
• Year 506 -

Active & Parvus Magic

ᴅᴀʏʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ʙʀɪɴɢs ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴡɪᴛᴛᴇʀɪɴɢ sᴘᴀʀʀᴏᴡs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ ғᴏɢ

Nothing here, yet.

Passive Magic

ᴅᴀɴᴄɪɴɢ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴀ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ʀᴇᴅ ᴍᴏᴏɴ

Nothing here, yet.

Bonded & Pets

ᴀ sʟɪᴄᴇ ᴏғ ᴍʏ sᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ sᴏᴜʟ

A swallow of the most striking blue colour, Kerauno's name means lightning, and he is as quick as a bolt. He's a simple creature, rather like Galileo, and doesn't like touch. He prefers to fly on ahead as the stallion's lookout. They are friends, but not close, and Kerauno often disappears for days at a time -- he is no pet. The distance between them does not affect the fact they both appreciate the other's company and will happily spend hours with each other, though in silence.

Armor, Outfit, and Accessories

ᴡᴇᴀʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ sʟᴇᴇᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ sʜᴀʟʟ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ɪᴛ

Nothing here yet!

Agora Items & Awards

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ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴜs sᴀᴠᴀɢᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴜᴛ ᴜs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ɪʀᴏɴ ᴄᴀɢᴇs

Galileo smells like orange peel & cocoa butter, when he makes an effort. Which is never.

He usually goes by Galileo or Kodarki, but never reveals his true name out of fear his past will catch up to him.
i'm karma, i'm from outta space but i go by UK time!

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Staff Log

Saved incentives/prizes: None.

08/28/20 Character application approved, +20 signos for character ref -LAYLA
01/05/21 +1EXP for gaining interactive agora item: realistic bonded. Approved, added to records, item sent. Quest pending. -INKBONE
02/01/21 +100 signos for winning 506 Summer Character OTS. -INKBONE
01/31/21 +150 signos and Solonia Wreath item for Festival of Sun prize, Solonia Signos TID6217. -INKBONE
05/20/21 +3EXP, Character rank changed from Day Court Citizen to Day Court Warden, OOC proof provided -LULLIVY