Name: Sigrid Milrun
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Race: Human

Appearance:

Sigrid is a fairly beautiful looking woman. She has blond hair, blue eyes, and figure that would easily captivate the eyes of most men. The most striking feature about her though, is her height. She is tall, for a woman and can stand a head taller than most men. Her height is accompanied by strength that someone wouldn't expect her to have.

Personality:
Sigrid...doesn't like people, to sum up her personality in a few words, despite her calm and friendly exterior. The only things that could make her give you the time of day is either Strength, or Intelligence. You want her respect and so called 'friendship', then you have to prove that you are one or the other. She herself, thinks she has both and constantly strives to become stronger and experience all the world has to offer. However, despite her somewhat aloof and cold nature towards those she doesn't respect or see as an equal, she does act civil, if not a little cynical and sarcastically towards them.

When in battle, she stays calm and collected for the most part, though at times she succumbs to her own battle lust if she finds the fight particularly entertaining and ends up disregarding all reason and regard for others lives. When this happens, its almost impossible to get her to calm down until she has killed any living thing in the vicinity, or until she has been beaten so badly she can't complete that task at all.

Brief Backstory:
Sigrid hails from the country of Europa, specifically the northern coasts where the viking raiders make their home. Being born a viking herself, she was once one of these such raiders. She grew up in a rather large coastal village, which was a frequent stop for raiders on their way back from a raid on the lands to the south. Sigrid always admired them, and whenever they did stop by, she always asked the men and women who took part in the raid countless questions on what happened. Eventually, she befriended a older warrior who took a liking to her. Seeing that she was interested in fighting, he taught her how to, through practical experience.

She spent most of her childhood training with the old warrior, from the time she could barely lift a heavy wooden spear, to the time she could swing it hard enough to cut a wooden training dummy in two. Of course, he insisted that being good in battle wasn't the only job a warrior needed. He also taught her to read, and take an interest in the world around her. The other nations and specifically, magic. Though she didn't appreciate his efforts so much at first, she slowly learned that being knowledgeable about the world would come in handy later in her life, especially should she find herself in a foreign country. After some time, she practically begged the old warrior to take her on a raid with the others. Hardly able to deny that she was skilled with a weapon, he couldn't find an excuse not to take her. The raiders could always use another skilled soldier, especially one so naturally talented as she was. He had one of his blacksmith friends custom make an armor and weapon for her, the same she uses today.

The raid, went horribly wrong. Their group was completely decimated. The survivors either fled, or were taken prisoner. Sigrid, was one of the lucky ones able to get away. Of course, this wasn't until she had killed quite a few of the enemy soldiers with her new magical abilities. Afterwards, she vowed to become stronger. So, instead of going back home, she began to travel and challenge anyone she thought was worthy to battle, soon discovering her abilities to make others fight for her or against her, and her ability to grant others a temporary boost to their magic and stamina.

Abilities: Skilled with both fighting with weapons and magic, Sigrid has quite a versatile skill set. However, it should be noted that her magic doesn't technically have an 'element' such as lightning, fire, or water and such. Her magic is simply Mana in its purest, rawest form. If it looks like she's shooting lightning, its not. Its just highly concentrated mana shot towards a target at high speed. Causes burns similar to fire, if something is hit by it, though it can't ignite something, it can if there is some sort of flammable substance on whatever it hits.

All of her magic is like this. And while it isn't weak to any form of magic, it is also not superior to any form of magic. Of course, that's not to say she can't manipulate other elements, she can with time manipulate most other forms of magic should she have enough time to study them and learn their properties. However, she is still quite unskilled with magic and still needs to learn quite a bit.

Aside from her magical talent, she is adept with a spear as well and always attempts to solve any fighting problems with it first, rather than resorting to magic. She is deceptively strong, and light on her feet, easily outmaneuvering slower opponents.

Equipment, Items, and Other Belongings on Hand:
A patchwork of leather, Chainmail, and cloth armor: Offers moderate protection without sacrificing mobility. Used to be completely made out of Chain-mail, but after years of use and abuse she's had to make some repairs. The armor often clanks or rattles as she walks.

A Spear: Her main weapon of choice, is a spear. Its as old looking as her armor and the blade of which is stained a rusty brown color, either from her not cleaning it or simply from age. Possibly both. Good for attacking, and defending attacks should she have need. The head of the spear, is actually made out of a sharpened Mammoth Tusk. The wooden haft of the spear shows the weapons age quite clearly.

She's obviously had the armor for quite a while, and while she doesn't seem to clean the armor and spear that often, they have never seemed to have lost their durability or effectiveness at stopping attacks and slicing things. She's rather attached to the armor and the weapon, and would need to take a lot of convincing to replace them.

Miracles:
Wellspring of Mana: Should she feel so inclined, Sigrid can radiate an aura of mana and give others a taste of what its like to have a large supply of mana and energy. Practitioners of magic will find their spells more potent and are much more powerful. Others who are less magically inclined, will still benefit from an increase in stamina and marginal increase in strength. The effects are not permanent, and only last a few hours before the effect must be reapplied.

Battle lust:While using this, Sigrid can make others fight for her, or against her, depending on what her desires are. Of course, it can't make a pacifist suddenly take up a weapon and fight someone, and someone who directly opposes her isn't just going to suddenly grovel at her feet, and those with a clear purpose and mental clarity will be able to resist. Still, most neutral parties can be effected by this miracle and will take up arms against, or for her. While she normally just uses this to make people fight for her amusement, it can boost the morale of anyone already following her should they lack the confidence to fight against an enemy.

However, the ability will not work on other godlings of similar ability or higher of her own.

Domains: Magic and Battle

Name: Shaihleb Sayid


Age: 14

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Appearance: Shaihleb, or Shai as most call him, is a boy in his early teens. Small for his age, he stands slightly smaller than girls of his own age. His body is thin, though not skinny, with a wiry, only lightly-muscled build. Shai possesses a pigment disorder, and as such his skin is a milky, pale color. His longish, unkempt hair is a fair, fine white, seeming almost blue under shade. Shai's large, childlike eyes are the color of rubies, and seem to pick up various colors in different lighting. His features are soft and delicate, giving him an innocent, childish, almost androgynous appearance. Even so, his face is usually firm and stoic, like a porcelain doll, with only his bright, focused eyes lending any life to his expression. Shai dresses drably, wearing only simple, undyed clothes, leather boots, and a thick, roughspun cloak to keep out the sand and sun of his homeland.

Personality: Shai appears to most to be a cold, withdrawn boy. This is not far from the truth, as he is introverted, soft-spoken and slow to warm up to people. Even when he feels comfortable around someone, he has difficulty expressing his thoughts and feelings, and more often than not doesn't try to. That is not to say he is anti-social, but he enjoys his own company as much as the company of others. His hyperactive mind has him often space out or become lost in thought, and he tends to over-think even relatively simple interactions. Even so, he is clever and creative, and feels a genuine need to help those that he cares for. Still quite young, Shai has his moments of naivete, and can be childishly stubborn from time to time, but at other times he demonstrates a mature self-awareness that belies his years.

Brief Backstory: Shai was born in a land known as Rabbiah, a harsh, sun-baked, wind-swept desert that takes up the land between the kingdoms of Europa and Xun. He was found as a babe on the steps of an orphanage in the heart of the capital of Rabbiah, Al Miraj. Though the foundling was taken in and given a name by the kindly couple that ran the orphanage, Shai was never truly accepted by his "siblings" within the home. His pale, ghostly appearance was a sharp contrast to the dark hair and olive skin typical to the desert lands, and Shai had strange mannerisms, as well as a cold, unapproachable demeanor. Finding him strange and alien for all of these reasons, the other children of the orphanage avoided Shai, even warning the other children that attended their schools to stay clear of him and whatever strangeness surrounded him. For this reason, Shai had a lonely childhood, and where other children filled their days laughing and playing games, he sat reading and tinkering with various toys and bits of machinery that he could get his hands on.

When Shai turned thirteen, it was time for him to leave the orphanage and become an adult, as was the case for all children. He was taken by the orphanage's patron to various businesses, workshops and vendors throughout Al Miraj to find an apprenticeship for Shai to take up. Most considered him to be too small and sickly-looking to be of any use, and others found his apparent lack of emotions to be unnerving. However, after traversing much of the city, Shai came across a secluded workshop, wherein a strange old man was found tinkering with even stranger gadgets. This man was known as an artificer, creating wonders of technology that rivaled magic through sheer skill and creativity. The artificer could sense something in Shai that the others could not, and quickly accepted the boy to take him on as his apprentice. Shai has since worked diligently under his master, progressing in skill at a rapid, almost impossible pace.

Abilites: Shai's most inherent ability is his powerful, practically superhuman intellect. His memory is functionally flawless, and his calculative abilities are stunning. His thoughts manifest in far more dimensions than most people, giving him a particular advantage in processing physical mechanics and designing various works of engineering.

Shai is, already at his age, a talented artificer. By utilizing the advanced schools of mathematics and engineering that were born in Rabbiah, he can design and craft weapons, tools, and all manner of other devices that can eclipse magic or spells in complexity and power. His dexterity and precision are both top-notch, as would be necessary to build such complex machines.

Lastly, and most fascinatingly, Shai is a psion. Not an especially rare trait in Rabbiah, as centuries of magical warfare ruined the supernatural balance of energies in the land, and such anomalies occasionally pop up as a result. As a psion, Shai is magically null, and is incapable of casting spells, staging rituals, using magical items, or anything else that would require a healthy connection to all that is magical. However, this comes with certain advantages, as he is essentially impossible to detect by magical means, and magically-focused effects have difficulty targeting him. His psionic abilities are rather weak and undeveloped, though he is still a functional empath (able to sense minds, emotions, and vague ideas of intent), and is a low-level telekinetic (able to exert about as much force as a stiff shove, in a very broad and unfocused area).

Equipment: Shai generally carries with him his artificer's toolkit, various bits of machinery and other gubbins, a few books and scrolls filled with schematics and sketches of machinery, and some small snacks and other scraps of food. His waterskin is also usually on his person, as clean water is equivalent to life in Rabbiah, and can often be traded in place of other commodities such as gold or salt.

Miracles: Unlock the Mind: Shai can psionically work his way into the deepest reaches of another's mind, and then take whatever he finds for himself. Shai can peruse through a person's memories, skills and knowledge as he likes, and then copy any of these things to stow away within his own mind. Doing so does not remove anything from the other person, and the experience itself is dreamlike and disorienting, but not painful. Shai cannot alter anything in another's mind this way, nor can they access anything in his mind, but he can peer into dark corners of a person's psyche that they themselves may not have access to. The process is a slow and intensive one, and can only really be performed on either a willing or unconscious individual.

Soul of the Machine: By coming into contact with any work of engineering or machinery, Shai can mystically analyze the device. He can immediately discern how the device works, its makeup and mechanisms, the theories surrounding its physics, and for what purpose it was made. Analysis of a broken machine will quickly reveal its faults and the most direct way to repair the machine to normal function. More intense focus can reveal to him the crafter of the device, how old the device is, a psychometric recollection of where the device has been and what it has done, and even a vague idea of the thoughts and feelings of its creator. By sufficiently analyzing a machine, Shai gains the knowledge necessary to perfectly replicate the machine or any of its functional components.

Domains: Mind, Invention