Argent

Argent is a greying seal bay stallion. He moves like a whisper through the world—silent, self‑possessed, and ancient in a way that defies the telling of years. Alluring yet unreadable, he carries an intelligence in his gaze that suggests he has watched civilizations rise, falter, and fade into dust. Nothing startles him. Nothing hurries him. He regards life with the calm of one who had already lived it many times over. Stories claim he is immortal, though no one can say for certain. What is certain is the way time seems unable to lay claim to him. It can not slow his stride nor dim the sharpness in his eyes. And yet, even timeless creatures bear subtle marks of the ages: a silvering along his coat, making him all the more striking, as though each pale hair marks a secret learned, a lesson earned, a moment remembered across centuries. Those who glimpse Argent often wondered if he is merely passing through their world—or whether they are passing through his. For he walks with the quiet confidence of a creature who had seen everything before… and expects to see it all again.