~Sage~ by lydian

Poser • Fantasy • posted on Jan 14, 2004

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Description

This is a trade for thejackbull http://thejackbull.deviantart.com. It is her character, and below is Sage's description and history. I really enjoyed working on this image :) Enjoy! Name: Sage Species: Unicorn Age: 100 Years Gender: Male Occupation: Slave in the Pit Coloration: Blood red body with a black mane and tail, as well as a black horn and hooves. Physical Apperance: Despite the fact that he is a slave, he is massivley well built, with sometimes overexaggerated muscles, a hell of alot of hair, and chains embedded in his skin that are permanent appendages for him now, tangled in his hair, and forever around his body. Nature: Reserved in his socialism, Sage does not socialize much and avoids speaking at all times. He pulled his weight in the Pit for a hundred years without revolt or rebellion, but he did so obligatingly, to keep his life and avenge his mother's killing. Habitat: The Pit. An underground mining run by power mad humans to flush out all the gold that was rumoured to have been sealed away forever there when the wvyerns great caves collapsed inside. Flaws: Scarred face and shoulder, chains embedded in his skin as permanent appendages now. Attributes: Willing nature to try and accept the new and filter out the bad. Very loyal when he is needed. Background History: His mother was capture first by the humans when she was pregnant with him and could not escape. When he was two, his mother was slain for her unabilty to haul the heavy rock loads any further up the great Incline, a stretch of underground turf at an angle for over a mile down into the earth that led to the mines and holding cells below. From that day forward, he was silent, ever brooding his escape. Chains::Scooney (freestuff)

Comments (18)

MGDesign

12:15AM | Wed, 14 January 2004

yeah I am first!grin Very original and cool, as always! I love the vibrant color against the cool sky, great manes and pose!

etomchek

12:21AM | Wed, 14 January 2004

This is an awesome render, your postwork is excellent!

darksecret1

12:21AM | Wed, 14 January 2004

wow! amazing image. truly moving (made me sad). well done.

KidsAmerica

12:40AM | Wed, 14 January 2004

Looks like the most beautiful stuffed pony I ever saw...how gorgeous! The moon, the snow, the chains (...so he doesn't get stuck in the snow? heehe ). I adore this composition.