Age: unknown

Species: Earth Pony (presumably. Does not require cloud walking spell.)

Name: High Water (but has accumulated many aliases over the centuries)

Description: A light ocean blue with a mane tapering from blue to white and shining ocean green eyes.

Personally: laidback with any situation he finds himself in, regardless of how dangerous it might become. Secretly bitter about his own existence, but had high morals to defend those that have short, average, fragile lifespans unlike him. When he moves to a new area, he has trouble remembering when (yes when) he is and, for a time, often forgets what identity he’s using and other basic details akin to the location, and it’s residents.

Some inspiration drawn from this song:

Background: High Water has no solid memory of his origins or how he came to be. He has wandered the world hundreds of times over and has exhausted his sense of adventure and purpose. For example: repeatedly watching aspiring visions of the future turn into never before seen forgotten relics of the past (more frequently as time moves on). His final crusade is to search for the seemingly ever elusive meaning of eternal rest, but no method he has attempted has seemed to work. Any level of inflicted wounds he sustains are virtually healed and gone within minutes no matter how extensive the damage. After reading Twilight’s book of friendship lessons he becomes obsessed with the story of Pinkie’s clones and how Twilight took care of them during the incident. Perhaps the spell the Princess of Friendship used is the answer he’s been searching for. After all, she doesn’t seem to be the type to turn someone who needs help away.

(Attempting to write that story now, [but struggling] although you can read the origins here if you’d like.)

(Updating as more descriptions come to mind.)