Don/Neptulon

Neptulon

Neptulon is Don Bronco's pride and joy; The first Talbuk he ever broke into submission, and the one that he has grown the tightest bond with. The two are seldom seen far apart, and when they are, the two old friends are looking forward to the next time they meet.

Information

• Player: Beltharean (By way of Don Bronco)

• Pet Full Name: Neptulon Bronco

• Nicknames: Talby (Short for Talbuk)

• Associations: Don Bronco, and those close to him.

• Race: Talbuk

• Class: Pet

• Age: 11

• Sex: Male

• Coat: Bright white, black stripes.

• Eyes: Brown.

• Weight: Hovers around a thousand pounds.

• Height: Seven foot at the withers (Highest part of a horse's back).

Appearance

Neptulon seems to be just another regular Talbuk; Majestic in almost every way, a beautiful gait, shaggy neck and leg fur, as well as the prominent horns at the top of their head (with spikes running down his neck). Stripes stretch out across his back, and down to his rump. On the Talbuk's right hind leg Don's signature letter B being lassoed has been branded on.

History

Neptulon was born in the middle of a light snow eleven years ago, to a mother and father of white coated Talbuks. He lived much like a horse does for the first years of his life, starting off by learning to walk, run, and graze. As the years went on, Neptulon survived on the acres and acres of grass in the reaches of Outland, avoiding the larger settlements, and escaping the arrows and spears of the Mag'har hunters, and the chains of the Broken Draenei mount trainers.

However, the Talbuk's luck came to a stand still when he was drinking from a small lake outside of Telaar. Don Bronco, fresh out of the Dark Portal, had found the white beast, and lassoed his neck. Neptulon reared and bucked, but Bronco held the lasso with all his might. The talbuk charged forward, into the water of the lake, hoping to break free, and drug Bronco in with him. The two were moments from drowning, but Don managed to get to shore, and start tugging on the rope. As Neptulon exited the water, Don mounted him, and went through the process of breaking the striped beast.

In the past two years the two have grown a bond unlike most men or women will ever create with their mounts; a friendship to last a lifetime (that is, if Don doesn't get himself killed first). Neptulon is the only steed that Don rides nowadays, only trusting his good friend's stamina and speed. Now Neptulon follows his master from Nagrand to Tanaris, and everywhere in between, growing accustomed to the life of adventuring.