It's just you, me, and the Sea. {B or G Rider & Horse Wanted} PAFP

So your character is a vistor from the mainland, who has come to see the legendary Scorpio Races and will be living with relatives in Thisby up until the event. Upon their arrival they spots an otherworldly beauty of a mare running along the beach at speeds that would put the wind to shame. On the her tail is handsome ginger coated stallion who is moving effortlessly after her, on his back a rider urges him on. Behind the ginger stallion is a group of other horses and riders all in pursuit of the beautiful mare. It isn't long before your character realizes that the beautiful mare is actually a wild capaill uisce, and the red stallion is none other than the legendary Poseiden and his rider Siren Kendrick, a stallion whose speed is unmatched and a girl who can tame any sea horse given to her, both known as the newest King and Queen of the Scorpio Races. Siren and Posiden are both the child and colt of the former champions of the Races.

Naturally interest your character goes down to the beach to get a closer look, like any foolish mainlander. They catches the attention of the Wild capaill uisce and so the horse turns to them, perhaps assuming to get a quick meal, upon catching each other's eyes the Wild Water Horse and your character bond at once. Each one understanding the other without words needing to be said, but before a proper greeting can be gave the men are upon the Wild Sea horse, attempting to capture. Being fleet footed and wild the mare doesn't go quietly, (you can chose if she escapes or get captured) and puts up quite the fight.

Meanwhile Kendrick and Posiden are beyond amazed, not is the Wild mare nearly as fast as Posiden she bonds with some unknown mainlander. The two understand the bond between rider and capaill uisce and know the Wild horse and the mainlander won't be able to stay away from one another for too long. Sure enough Kendrick finds both horse and mainlander together later on, after meeting the two Kendrick soon finds herself and Posiden roped into training both the sea horse and the mainlander for the Scorpio Races, one which no mainlander has ever participated in before. Kendrick has her doubts that someone as Wild as the mainlander's mare is going to be able to resist the call of the sea or remain under the mainlander's control, but trains them no less.

Naturally they upset a good chunk of island and receive plenty of scorn from others. But your charter and the capaill uisce are determined to race and win, and Kendrick and Posiden aren't ready to give up on them just yet. Along the way they will have several bumps and rough patches, but ultimately the islander and the mainlander fall for each and so do the stallion and the mare. But will the town and this race break them apart, and what happens when a wild herd of capaill uisce come to Thisby in search of the mare? Blood will be spilled, love will be tested, and the bond between Rider and capaill uisce May never be again.

Based on the legends of the eich uisce — the Celtic water horse — The Scorpio Races take place on the tiny, fictional island of Thisby. Men are normally the only ones that race in it but that changed when Puck, an female islander and her land pony, Dove raced and won one race. Still most females tend to stay out of the Races. Each November, water horses emerge from the black ocean and gallop the beach beneath the cliffs of Thisby. And each November, men capture these horses for a thrilling and deadly race. The Water Horses are kept at large ranch own by the richs man on the island, Morgan Malvern. Those that are caught are normally taken straight to him for boarding till the race.

Officially named capaill uisce (and pronounce COPple OOSHka), these horses swim out of the ocean each fall and climb onto Thisby. The men of the island try to capture and tame them for the Scorpio Races. Capaill uisce are bigger, stronger, faster, and more ferocious than common horses. The water horses are aggressive, untamed creatures drawn, alternately, by the call of the ocean and their desire to feed on blood and flesh. They also live with the constant call of the ocean in their ears, and are often wooed by its song to plunge back into the ocean–rider be damned–and swim back to their home.

These water horses (based on myths of Ireland and Scotland, among others) are flesh-eaters. Racers (as well as locals and livestock minding their own business) are in constant danger. They never know when the capaill uisce will make a snack of their shoulder…or hand…or face. Water Horses hate the sounds of bells, the sound drives into a crazed yet more controlled state. The touch of silver stings their flesh and they tried to avoid it at all cost. Only a very select few have taken the time to learn and understand these beasts. Though none can ever truly be called tamed for the sea is untamable.