La scène sur la surface du lac semblait être une scène d'un vieux film de samouraï. Deux êtres puissants. face à face l'un contre l'autre dans un duel de proportions épiques. Il était clair qu'aucun d'entre eux n'était surpris par le fait que leurs volleys d'ouverture n'avaient que peu ou pas d'effet, ce qui n'avait été qu'une grève pour tester les autres capacités et évaluer leurs forces et leurs faiblesses possibles.
"Je suis désolé, qui avez-vous dit que vous étiez? Je ne t'entendais pas sur tous les cris." Torrential a demandé avec un visage complètement droit, son ton de force trahissant un niveau d'arrogance arrogante qui n'était pas là avant.
La seule réponse que l'affirmation de Torrental ait eu un quelconque effet était le fait que l'un des yeux de la jument avait commencé à tordre. "C'est un petit maïs, n'est-ce pas?"
Torrential n'a pas pu s'empêcher de rougir miraculeusement alors qu'un sourire peu profond apparaissait sur son visage. "Mieux vaut être un petit gland puis l'ombre brisée d'une jument." Le chanfrein a été coupé à court comme l'Ailcorn des tempêtes a été forcé de canarder afin d'éviter un flou jaune qui a sauté dans l'air où sa tête avait été un moment avant. Alors que l'objet exact lui-même n'a pas été confirmé, il a frappé l'un des tress malades autour du lac avec une certaine force, se vantant d'être un poulet en caoutchouc... qui avait un couteau très tranchant en quelque sorte implanté en lui, aidant à le coller à l'arbre en perçant son côté.
"Va devoir essayer mieux que ça."
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Le son de la voix d'un poney était suffisant pour amener les deux archers non morts à retourner vers la vie végétale autour de leur lac une fois de plus. En fouillant leurs arcs, ils ont commencé à balayer la zone à la recherche de la source de la perturbation tout en restant ensemble.Sécurité en nombres après tout.
Name- Torrential Waters
Species – Alicorn
Gender – Male
Coat/Eyes/Mane/Cutie Mark: His eyes and coat seem to shift and change with his mood. When happy, playful or just in a good mood in general, his eyes and coat are the lightest of sky blues, calming and relaxing to those who see it. However the darker his mood becomes, the darker and more foreboding his coat and eyes will become as well. His cutie mark is also affected by his mood. While happy, it is merely a humble little raincloud, lightly watering a flower; The darker his mood becomes, the darker the cloud becomes and the harder the rain falling from it, until the flower below it is drowned in a flood.
Spheres of influence: Rain, Weather, Storms, Farmers, Floods and Mudslides.
Powers and abilities:
Make it Rain: Torrential Waters has a great deal of control of the weather, mostly in relation to rain. With little effort, he can conjurer clouds above him with ease. A little more effort and he can get them to rain. How long it rains and how hard depends on how much effort Torrential puts into it.
Water, Mud and Wind, heed my call!: Water, Mud and (to a much lesser extent) Wind are Torrential's dominion and thus he has a level of control over both; However, his control over Water and Mud are much grander then his control of Wind.
A blessing on this humble spring: Torrential can bless water so that it can encourage the growth of new life, from plant life to pregnancy.
Seat of Power: The Open Sky; A nomad by nature, Torrential doesn't stay in the one place long enough for him to establish an official Seat of Power.
Number of followers: If they know it or not, every farmer on the planet prays to Torrential at one time or another for timely rain, or for rather fair weather. In the oldest of Pegasus myths and stories, there are legends of an alicorn who took the time to teach them the secrets of how to control the weather; Members of either group would get a gut feeling that they know Torrential from somewhere and that they used to be close friends but can't quite recall how or why.
Divine Blessing: Those who follow Torrential are taught a blessing that purifies water, as well as makes it healthier to drink then normal water.
Purpose: Torrential has returned to the mortal realm after a long absence in order to reestablish himself in the world with the disappearance of Celestia.
Divine Flaw: Torrential has something of a short temper and thus takes insults very seriously. He has flooded and killed ponies in the past because of an arrogant slight against him.
Other: Torrential has a very strained relationship with Celestia. When one of Celestia's personal students insulted the Alicorn of Rain by openly telling him that his 'winged barbarians' could do a better job of controlling the weather then he could, Torrential proceeded to become so enraged that he flooded the town, personally killing the arrogant student and several of her unicorn friends for laughing with her. Celestia made Torrential leave the mortal realm after this incident, making her disappointment with him publicly known for many years afterwards amongst their kin.