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Name: Nadia Carmen Petrova
Aliases: Nadi
Age: 18
Birthday: August 2nd, 2002
Death Date: December 1st, 2018
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Birth Place: Anchorage Alaska
Godly Parent: Frey
How Many Years At Hotel Valhalla: 2 years
Gender: Female
Languages: English, Old Norse

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Height: 5'5
Weight: 129lbs
Body Type: Athletic
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Blonde
Skin Tone: Light
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Scar on her stomach from when she died, both of her ears are pierced
Personal Style: Nadia's usual choice of clothes are usually hoodies, of some kind of the occasional jean jacket or even a leather jacket, usually preferring to wear warmer clothes whenever the weather is colder. She will usually wear a simple white tshirt under everything else, and some torn blue jeans as well Nadia will usually wear boots of some kind or even sneakers as well. Nadia's hair is usually down and flowing past her shoulders, with a small crownlike braid on either side of her hair.

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Cheerful * Compulsive * Adventurous * Troublesome * Confident * Naïve

Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Nadia is usually seen as a pretty cheerful person whenever you first get to meet her, and usually is pretty friendly to those that she just meets. Though she tends to end up getting herself into some trouble and always very adventurous and carefree about most things as well. Nadia is always very confident about herself. She is usually pretty compulsive as well which usually does get her into quiet a bit of trouble a lot of the time as well. She sometimes likes to joke around and will sometimes pull a prank on someone as well Nadia can also be a bit naïve as well sometimes, which sometimes others will take advantage of her over as well.
Fatal Flaw: Impulsiveness
Habits: Whenever Nadia is nervous or is lying to someone she usually tends to play and twirl with her hair a little bit. Whenever she is bored Nadia will usually be seen tapping her hands on either a surface or the sides of her legs.
Hobbies: Hiking, music, hunting.
Fears:

• Draugr
• Spiders
• Drowning

Likes:

• 80's Rock music.
• The outdoors
• Hiking
• Swimming
• Cooking
• Warm weather

Dislikes:

• Thunderstorms
• Rainy days
• The undead
• Classical music
• Spicy food
• Bullies

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Demigod Abilities:

• Vitakinesis
• Season Alteration

General Skills:

• Guitar
• Tracking
• Alf Seidr (Elf magic)
• Cooking
• Swimming
• Driving
• Norse Mythology

Combat Skills:

• Hunting
• Sword Fighting
• Rifles
• Shields
• Spear Fighting

Magic Item:

• Årstidens sverd (translates to Sword of Seasons) A bone steel sword with runes along the blade and hilt of the sword, which glows a different color corresponding to the current season, yellow for summer, red for fall, light blue for winter, pink for spring. It also takes on an element from that season, fire for summer, wind for fall, ice for winter, and water for spring. And when thrown it will fly towards its intended target and return to her right away.

What Do They Carry On Them:

• Clothing - Leather jacket, grey hoodie, white t-shirt, torn blue jeans, leather belt, wool socks, and a pair of black boots.
• Purse/Wallet - 23 USD, Nadia's old drivers license.
• Sheath for her sword
• Bag of cheetos
• Årstidens sverd
• Picture of her family
• Bone steel shield

Possessions In Hotel Room:

• Picture of her family, during a family reunion a few years prior.
• Her first hunting rifle given to her by her father
• TV
• Hiking books
• Fictional books
• Xbox Console
• Hotel Valhalla clothes
• Towels
• Video Games
• Hiking equipment
• Taxidermy deer head from her very first hunting trip.

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Biography: Nadia was born in Anchorage Alaska with her younger brother a year younger than she was. Her parents had met each other while in college classes, and instantly hit it off they both were going into business and decided to create a hotel. One night Nadia met a blonde guy, and they had a one night stand to this day she hadn't told her husband that she had slept with someone else. And eventually Nadia was born.

Her father also really enjoyed hunting, and when she was old enough took Nadia on one of his yearly trips out into the Alaskan wilderness with a few of his friends as well and stayed in a hunting cabin with them. She would always go on the trip every year which she enjoyed and also went out hiking with her father which she instantly took a liking to.

Nadia during her school year she would usually end up getting pretty distracted as well fairly easily, which got her into some trouble with her teachers. Though for the most part Nadia did well enough in her school work, though there was the occasional argument with another student or a small fight with another student. But she stuck up for some of the other students who were being bullied as well. Nadia didn't really take any after school activities either but every summer or winter she'd go with her dad on the hunting trips, while also helping her mother out with the hotel business to just outside of the city.

How Did You Get To Hotel Valhalla: It was the dead of winter while her father and some family members went to their hunting cabin for the holidays. It was the dead of night when Nadia heard one of her cousins call out for help. She went out to grab her jacket as well as her dad's hunting rifle thinking that it was actually a bear or something. When she caught up to her cousin, Nadia noticed a bunch of undead looking creatures. Her cousin having a spear of some kind on her, and the two fended off the draugr together but there were to many, and told her cousin to head back to the cabin before being stabbed by one of the draugr. She fought a little while longer before dying from her wounds, and then waking up in Hotel Valhalla a few hours later to find out that she died and has been there ever since.

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Theme Song: Balance Slays the Demon - Old Gods of Asgard - Memory, Thought, Balance, Ruin

Extra Information: Aesir & RP Post
Cousin to Kristin Reynolds.

I agree to follow the rules for this RP and understand that if I do not follow the rules, the GM or Co-GM may kick me out of this roleplay.

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Name: Arnora Skadidottir
Aliases: Arnie
Age: 34
Birthday: December 23rd, somewhere in the 8th century.
Death Date: Sometime in the 8th century
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Birth Place: Aalborg, Denmark
Godly Parent: Skadi
How Many Years At Hotel Valhalla: Since the 8th Century.
Gender: Female
Languages: Old Norse, Norwegian, English

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Height: 5'11
Weight: 134lbs
Body Type: Muscular
Eye Color: Grey
Hair Color: Blonde
Skin Tone: Light
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Various scars across her arms and legs as well as her back, from various fights, to fighting against a few wild animals. She also has a Yggdrasil tattoo on her lower right arm.
Personal Style: When you first meet Arnora she usually is seen wearing animal furs of some kind, or usually seen wearing some kind of leather armor under that for protection. She tends to take very good care at least as best she can to tend to them. If she is somewhere that is a lot warmer then Arnora will usually be seen wearing lighter clothing. Or at least some kind of armor somewhere on her body as well and will always be seen wearing boots no matter the season. Her hair is usually seen in various braids in size and length, one side of her head however is shaved preferring that look over anything else. Arnora doesn't really own any jewelry except for a necklace that was given to her by her mother and will never leave without it.

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Freethinking * Compulsive * Fun-loving * Greedy * Courageous * Undisciplined

Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Whenever you first meet Arnora she is usually seen as a free spirited person, she likes to have fun no matter what she does. Or whether people like it or not, she wouldn't really care what others think of her. She is very compulsive and will usually do something without to much thought into it really. Arnora doesn't really care all that much for authority unless it was from someone that she personally knows and respects.

Arnora is sometimes very greedy when it comes to making money and will usually end up trading something at a higher price and able to get what she wants. Arnora doesn't really care if she steals from someone either and usually gets a kick out of stealing it. Arnora is also a very undisciplined person, and doesn't really take things to seriously, but she is very courageous and wont really back out from a fight and will do her best to protect her friends or those that she cares for.

Fatal Flaw: inability to resist a challenge
Habits: Whenever Arnora is bored she is usually seen messing around with one of her hair braids, if she is annoyed she will give just about anyone a death stare, and if she is bored Arnora will be seen picking out the dirt from her nails.
Hobbies: Hunting, drinking
Fears:

• Heights
• Drowning
• Snakes

Likes:

• Snow
• Winter
• Hunting
• Trading
• Drinking
• Having fun

Dislikes:

• Warm weather
• Thunderstorms
• Losing a fight
• Rich or entitled people
• Cowards
• Smart people

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Demigod Abilities:

• Cryokinesis
• Enhanced Tracking

General Skills:

• Boating
• Skiing
• Rune Magic
• Deception
• Skinning
• Leather working
• Tracking

Combat Skills:

• Axe Fighting
• Hand to Hand Combat
• Hunting
• Shields
• Sword Fighting

Magic Item:

• Leviathan Axe A bone steel axe, which when it makes contact with someone immediately turns them into ice. The sword will always return to her hand even when she drops it or gets disarmed or thrown.

What Do They Carry On Them:

• Clothing - Fur cloak, leather armor, simple tshirt underneath.
• Purse/Wallet - N/A
• Bone steel shield
• Fur cloak
• leather armor
• necklace
• Leviathan Axe
• Axe Sheath

Possessions In Hotel Room:

• Spare bone steel sword
• Spare bone steel shield
• Various kinds of animal furs, that she hunted when she was alive.
• Her family's shield
• Modern day books
• TV

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Biography: Arnora was originally born in what is now modern day Aalborg, Denmark, which was originally a small trading post at the time. Her father was just a simple trades men at the time selling all of his wares to anyone who would pass through the town. Arnora growing up she had always enjoyed going out and joining the hunting parties when she was old enough to go and hunt with them. Though she always grew up for adventure and would eventually leave her home village and join the raiding parties and would always enjoy the thrill of it all.

She enjoyed it all and would go on long boating expeditions as well leaving her home far behind as well, and would eventually be one of the few to find North America, making a small hunting post there. But she would eventually go back to Europe for the long traveling and visited her father as well. And also fight rivaling clans to that tried to invade her home.

How Did You Get To Hotel Valhalla: While out on a raiding party however with a rival clan, she was challenged by another warrior there. And she couldn't turn down a challenge either and accepted, Arnora would fight the person before dying, but not without taking out her challenger either in the fight as well, earning her a spot in Odin's army in Valhalla.

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Theme Song: Frozen Throne - Kalidia - The Frozen Throne

Extra Information: Aesir & RP Post

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Name: Klara Natalia Blake
Aliases: None
Age: 18
Birthday: February 14, 1674
Death Date: March 12, 1692
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Birth Place: Salem, Massachusetts
Godly Parent: Thor
How Many Years At Hotel Valhalla: Since her death in 1692
Gender: Female
Languages: English, Old Norse

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Height: 5 feet 6 inches
Weight: 121 pounds
Build: Athletic
Eyes: Hazel
Hair: Dark Brown
Skin Tone: Lightly Tanned
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Ears pierced
Personal Style: Klara was from a very different time and place then most. However, since being in Hotel Valhalla she has traded out her typical dresses that she used to wear more of for armor or something a bit more practical, typically armor of some kind that she has gotten since being in the hotel. It works better for fighting and allows her to move more easily, however she won't say no to dressing up in typical dresses or something like that, she always did love fashion, even way back in the 17th century.

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Adventurous * Trickster * Brave * Hot Headed * Kind * Stubborn

Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Klara is not exactly a very calm individual, depending on what sort of mood she's in when you meet her. She has a fiery temper that she'll easily let loose on anyone who gets on her bad side. This combined with her stubbornness leads to a bad combination that results in her constantly getting on people's bad sides, however, that tends to not exactly be the worst things. Since she does have a few tricks up her sleeve so to speak, and will easily play tricks on others, sometimes making people think that there was a mistake and she was actually the daughter of Loki.

However she does have a few traits that are redeeming, namely the fact that usually she is a very kind and caring person who will fight for those who are close to her. Her adventurous spirit allows for her to go off on a whim, and her bravery allows her to stand up to just about anyone. No matter what the costs are, if she considers you to be a friend, you can almost guarantee that she'd die for you.
Fatal Flaw: Pride
Habits: Twisting her hair, biting her lip
Hobbies: Swimming, reading
Fears:

• Snakes
• Heights
• Fire

Likes:

• Fashion (she even sometimes tries to keep up with what's trendy in the land of the living!)
• Playing tricks on people
• Fighting
• Animals! (except for snakes, they are horrid)
• Swimming
• Books

Dislikes:

• Spiders
• Snakes (the bane of her existence)
• Fire
• Skeptics (people who don't believe or understand magic)
• Liars
• People she thinks are idiots

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Demigod Abilities: (It must fit with what your god or goddess parent is.)

• Super Strength
• Goat Vision!

General Skills:

• Cooking
• Persuasion
• Perception
• Lock Picking
• Drawing
• Knowledge of Animals
• Tracking

Combat Skills:

• Sword Fighting
• Hand to Hand Combat
• Knife Combat
• Knife Throwing
• Shields

Magic Item:

• Sylvi - Magical sword that returns to her hand no matter what, it also tends to burst into flames in combat, but will sometimes burst into flames if she gets angry.
• Brynja - Turns Klara's cat when activated into a large wild cat, complete with a saddle for Klara and others to potentially ride the cat, as well as to act as actual armor for Betty.

What Do They Carry On Them:

• Clothing - Armor and cloak with boots to match them. The armor was given to her after she joined the ranks of the dead as it was much more practical of combat wear then what she had been wearing when she died.
• Purse/Wallet - She carries around a satchel more then an actual purse, it has a few pieces of paper and writing materials, as well as a few throwing knives.
• A knife strapped to her right boot within easy reach.
• Her sword Sylvi in it's sheath on her left side
• Another knife in a small sheath on her right side
• Necklace that is the last thing she got from her mother. It's a bit dulled now from the years

Possessions In Hotel Room:

• More throwing knives gallore!
• Targets that allow her to practice her fighting skills
• Her artwork on display
• Drawing supplies
• A drawing she had made sitting in a picture frame of her, her mother, and her older sister before the witch trials began, in the background was a ghostly almost figure that represented the father who raised her.
• Elizabeth her Norwegian Forest Cat named after her sister. Tends to follow her around at times.

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Biography
Klara grew up in her home in Salem, the younger daughter of Sarah and Aaron Blake, or at least that's who she thought was her biological father. Her older sister Elizabeth was a fun older sister, and she got along well with her, especially since she was only two years older. She loved her family so much, everything seemed perfect for her. Growing up in a loving family, with parents who loved her and an older sister that she looked up to. Then everything changed, when her father grew sick. Very very sick.

They weren't sure what illness it was, and the physician in the small village did what he could for the man, but unfortunately, there wasn't much else that could be done for him. She had been very close with her father, and she completely shut everyone out when he died when she was 8 years old. He had always told her to stay strong no matter what happened, and she tried to live up to that. She always tried to do the right thing, to help others even if it might end up hurting her. There wasn't much she could do though, she was just a young girl whose father was dead. It made her and her sister both anomalies in the town, weirdos, but that didn't matter, she was going to stay by her sister and her mother, no matter what.

Then of course, everything changed the month that she turned 18, namely, the start of the Salem Witch Trials. Klara wasn't even sure if these sort of things were even possible, or that those accused even were guilty of witchcraft or something like that. However, things got a bit more messy, when it came to her mother. Her mother, her poor mother, was accused of witchcraft. The "evidence" was something about her mother committing adultery at one point, before Klara had been born. Other bits were just heresay from others, girls claiming that she had bewitched them. She had been hopeless in preventing her mother's execution, and that was what broke her, what caused her to decide to act upon everything, despite what her sister Elizabeth was telling her.

How Did You Get To Hotel Valhalla:
She died trying to free those imprisoned who were falsely accused during the trials. Klara had snuck into the jail one night, and was slowly but surely starting to unlock the jail cells using a knife that she had brought along with her as she started to free people. That's when she was surprised by a jail guard who instantly tried to stop her, and Klara instantly started to fight back. She ended up stabbing the guard by accident as he tried to arrest her, and she kicked him backwards, before she dropped the knife and instantly started moving the innocents away, having already given them instructions on how to get out of the village. What she hadn't expected was that the guard had picked her knife up and stabbed her with it in the back, whirling around she threw her fist into the man's face. She yelled at the others to run as she started to fight back with the guard, not even caring that she was bleeding out in the process. Her only concern was to protect the innocents who she had freed, and the result ended up with her getting the guard to stop moving, before she completely collapsed to the ground, and bled out.

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Theme Song: Nickelback - Gotta Be Somebody

Extra Information: Posty post Aesir
I agree to follow the rules for this RP and understand that if I do not follow the rules, the GM or Co-GM may kick me out of this roleplay.

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Name: Runa Phoebe Johansson
Aliases: Little Witch
Age: 16
Birthday: August 26th, 2003
Death Date: July 11th, 2020
Ethnicity: Japanese-Norwegian
Birth Place: Oslo, Norway
Godly Parent: Balder
How Many Years At Hotel Valhalla: N/A
Gender: Female
Languages: Norwegian, English, Old Norse

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Height: 5'2"
Weight: 110 pounds
Body Type: Athletic
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Brown
Skin Tone: Lightly tanned
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Double pierced ears
Personal Style: She wears chokers and chains, a million rings at once if it suits her mood or outrageous earrings. With black and red being her favorite colors to choose from, preferring black wholeheartedly, she has a gothic/emo style that has called some to jokingly call her the Goddess of Goths. Runa loves to wear make-up and to look the very best she can, even if it means it takes a while to get ready. As an einherji, Runa tends to wear her magical armored leather jacket and will spend a while making sure that she has accessorized it just right.

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Protective * Quiet * Kind * Depressed * Intelligent * Introverted

Sexuality: Pansexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Runa is a quiet and reserved soul, often keeping to herself rather than joining the crowd. This naturally caused her to be severely bullied in school, with the other children often calling her names and attacking her, pulling on her hair and stealing her books. She developed an introverted personality as a defense mechanism when the teachers and administration failed to do anything. Unfortunately, the severe bullying and her withdrawn behavior have both contributed to severe depression, often only released in self harm.

Beyond her inner turmoil and misery, punctuated with self doubt and a wish for genuine connection, Runa is a kind and selfless individual. She does not judge based on a person's past, instead just forming her opinion based on the actions they take while she knows them. She would gladly sacrifice herself to help a friend or loved one, potentially even a stranger. If there's anything she can do to bring a little light into the universe, Runa will do it - no matter the personal cost.

Fatal Flaw: Self Hatred
Habits: Biting her lip, self harm
Hobbies: Stargazing, Hiking
Fears:

• Becoming Blind
• Losing Her Mother
• Snakes

Likes:

• Fashion
• Dark Colors
• Snow
• Runes
• Reading
• Nature
• Sunrise
• Exploring

Dislikes:

• Crowds
• Public Schools
• Acrylic Nails
• Tanning Salons
• Politicians
• Cigarettes

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Demigod Abilities:

• Photokinesis
• Amokinesis

General Skills:

• Botany
• Wicca
• Amateur Astronomy
• Singing
• Persuasion
• Perception
• Norse Myths
• Lock picking

Combat Skills:

• Staff Fighting
• Karate
• Agility
• Stamina
• Light Flares
• Sword Fighting

Magic Item:

• Gandr - a bone steel staff with an open circular top. It has various nordic runes carved up and down its length. The staff generally appears as a gold/bronze bracelet, expanding to full size when Runa removes it from her wrist. It glows faintly in the dark.
• Brynja - armor that appears as a leather jacket. It's stylish and effective!

What Do They Carry On Them:

• Clothing - Black Jeans, Fingerless mesh gloves, numerous wiccan rings and necklaces, black skinny jeans, red and black top, black choker, spiked bracelets, black and red high tops, ripped black army jacket
• Purse/Wallet - N/A
• Plastic Toy Lightsaber
• Pack of Mint Gum
• Sunglasses

Possessions In Hotel Room:

• Family Photo
• Books on Astronomy
• Runes
• Hotel Issued Sword and Shield
• Variety of clothing and accessories - largely black

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Biography: Runa's family emigrated from Japan to Norway in the late eighteenth century. Her grandparents were the last in the family to be fluent in Japanese. Her family had intermarried with Norwegian ones, causing the family name to change to Johansson from Suzuki. Her mother never learned more than quick, conversational Japanese phrases - and Runa subsequently was not exposed to that portion of her heritage. The largest source of exposure she had was being enrolled in karate classes - though that was mainly as it was important to her mother that she be able to defend herself.

Anja-Yui Johansson was a florist and a free spirit. She met a handsome and kind man one winter - with a wave of his hand, all of her flowers returned to a full bloom, some of them in vivid colors she had never seen before. He never told her who he was and he didn't stay longer than that winter, though he had fathered a baby girl. Anja-Yui named her daughter Runa, an Old Norse name meaning mighty strength, as she suspected that her mysterious suitor must have been a god. A few years later, Anja-Yui married a baker.

Runa grew up with two caring and doting parents. Her step-father, much like her mother, was something of a hippie spiritualist. Her mother never told her who her father was and whenever Runa would ask, Anja-Yui would give her a sunflower. She eventually learned to just stop asking. While her home life was good, public school was a nightmare. The students hated Runa. They would tease her and steal her things, eventually escalating to hitting her and trying to rip her hair out. The teachers could never do anything to stop it. Runa ended up internalizing the bullying, falling into a severe depression in middle school that has hovered over her like a dark, gloomy cloud ever since.

In high school, her parents managed to begin home schooling her. She was curious about Wicca, wanting to learn more about the beliefs, and her step-father taught her. Her mother taught her science and genetics through botany. She would spend the summer evenings outside on a blanket, gazing up at the stars and trying to identify the constellations. Yet while her life had improved, the depression didn't just go away. It continued to eat away at her, a dark voice whispering in the night that she wasn't good enough, that no one could love her, that her father had abandoned her out of disgust, and things would be better if she didn't exist at all.

How Did You Get To Hotel Valhalla: It was a hot July day in Norway, with the beach more crowded than Runa would have cared for. People liked to stay out late to see the Midnight Sun. She had gotten a blanket and spread it out, enforcing her own little bit of territory, and letting herself read a book, listen to music, and enjoy the sunshine. People began to panic as a Vatnavaettir (water horse) attacked, drowning those who touched it. Runa saw the commotion and without thinking, she leapt up and grabbed the nearest weapon she could find - some kid's plastic toy lightsaber. She tried to attack the Vatnavaettir and save the beachgoers, but as she touched it, she became stuck. She drowned, plastic toy weapon in hand.

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Theme Song:

Extra Information: Aesir & Heroes of Olympus
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Name: Dalisy Bautista
Aliases: Daisy, B, Watcher
Age: 19 (at death) 25 (currently)
Birthday: March 21, 1996
Death Date: Dec. 19th, 2015
Ethnicity: Filipino
Birth Place: Manila, Philipines
Godly Parent: Heimdall
How Many Years At Hotel Valhalla: 5
Gender: Female
Languages: Tagalog, English, Old Norse

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Height: 5'5"
Weight: 140lbs
Body Type: Fit
Eye Color: Dark Brown
Hair Color: Black
Skin Tone: Lightly tanned
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Ears are peirced.
Personal Style: Maybe it is a bit of the bifrost in Dalisy, but she loves colorful clothing. She tends to stuff more form fitting and on the fancy side. She likes to look a little flashy, and puts more effort into her outfits than strictly necessary. If asked about it she says 'I might be a hot mess on the inside, but I can at least look just hot on the outside'. Often she will wear dresses cause those are easy, and don't require coordination. The plus side of being dead is you never outgrow your clothing anymore.

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Energetic * Manipulative * Creative * Invasive * Logical * Irratable

Sexuality: Bixsexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: If Dalisy had been born in the USA she would have fit in with the 'hold my beer' crowd. She often leaps before thinking, it is probably what got her killed in the first place. Dalisy likes getting her way and isn't afraid to use the knowledge she shouldn't have to get it.

However, if she thinks things through she tends to be logical and methodical. Those are the times she can be even crueler because it becomes 'numbers'.

She is a hot mess, to be as kind as possible. Emotionally, she isn't completely over being dead. Or the things she has seen her alternate selves do. She wants to just get through the afterlife without making things too much worse, but she's too confrontational to not cause some havoc.

Fatal Flaw: Impulsiveness
Habits: Checking in on her sister
Hobbies: Hiking, sparing, playing the Buktot, ax throwing
Fears:

• Herself
• The future
• Her sister finding out what happened and never forgiving her

Likes:

• Exploring
• People watching
• Swimming
• Playing the Buktot
• The mountains
• Big Dogs (the kind that can kill you with their love)

Dislikes:

• Secrets
• Birds (stupid nest outside her childhood bedroom window woke her up too early)
• Being bored
• Being bested in a fight
• Small dogs (like Chihuahuas)
• Being restrained

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Demigod Abilities:

• Super-Sense
• Bifrost Control

General Skills:

• Norse Mytholodgy
• Combat first aid
• Art (Drawing)
• Astrology
• Geography
• Music (Buktot)
• Swimming

Combat Skills:

• Longbow
• Longsword
• Ax
• Hand-to-hand
• Dagger

Magic Item:

• Bifrost Channel
• A Longbow, and quiver with unlimited ammo

What Do They Carry On Them:

• Clothing - A summer dress, comfy sneakers
• Purse/Wallet - $100 USD, ID,
• A multi-tool
• The Bifrost Channel
• Longsword (disguised)
• Bottle of whatever nail polish she is currently wearing so she can fix the paint job if needed
• Sketchbook, and pencils.
• Touch-up make up.
• Magic longbow

Possessions In Hotel Room:

• A photograph of of her family at the fair, taken about a week before she died.
• A globe
• Books: Geography, Tagalog (classics and current), Music theory
• A copy of the Poetic Edda
• Buktot
• An arsenal of cute outfits (she has a room dedicated to it)
• Her bathroom is decorated in the Spanish Colionial style with pastels and mint green. Her bedroomroom is pastels and white.
• Make-up, nail polish
• Art table

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Biography

Dalisy was the oldest child in her sweet family. She was close to her sister, Niah, who was seven years younger than her. The pair were the best of friends. Their father never explained who Dalisy's mother was, which made sense when Dalisy found out she didn't actually have a mother. Her childhood made it clear though that there was something special about her, and her sister. Their younger brother seemed to be completely normal. The child of their stepmother. Since Niah liked their new stepmother Dalisy accepted her into the family.

Even though Dalisy was seven years older than Niah they were close like best friends. However, there was always some tension between Dalisy and her father. Even though Niah trusted him, there was something that made Dalisy nervous. It might have been that he had somehow gathered the attention of two gods enough to have children with both, and Dalisy was aware of that since she had less control over her super-sense at the time.

The power grew as she did, but so did her control over it. She and Niah bonded over their strange abilities at a young age. Telling each other secrets. As the time approached for Dalisy to consider college she got frustrated. She didn't want to move so far away that Niah felt like she was being abandoned, but Dalisy was ready to set out for her own future. She had applied to dozens of great Geography schools and was accepted into Clark University. It was while on a trip to the school that she was killed.

There was some heavy confusion about two nearly identical bodies, but neither were identified and so her family was never notified in the Philipines, which is why to this day Niah still hopes her sister is alive.

How Did You Get To Hotel Valhalla:

Dalisy died fighting to protect herself, from...herself? As Dalisy tells it someone who looked like an older version of her showed up and asked if she wanted to join forces. She didn't particularly want to leave her sister and told this copy of herself just that. A fight ensued and Dalisy defended herself with an iron pipe she found. It was not enough. Dalisy was able to kill that version of herself, which she figures is what earned her into the Hotel.

Dalisy knows Niah believes she disappeared, but the truth would be much harder for her sister to process so she hadn't reached out to her, even though Niah has joined the Roman Camp Jupiter. Dalisy out of curiosity searched for herself across all the universes and was horrified at the carnage. She, while thankful she didn't join the other Dalisy's, is terrified of what that means about her future. Something invisible even to her.

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Theme Song: Beware of Darkness - Muthafucka

Extra Information: Aesir & FS
Older sister of Niah Bautista
I agree to follow the rules for this RP and understand that if I do not follow the rules, the GM or Co-GM may kick me out of this roleplay.

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Name: Elizabeth Nichole Flame
Aliases: Flame, Beth
Age: 18
Birthday: February 29th, 1132
Death Date: August 11th, 1150
Ethnicity: Lithuanian
Birth Place: Modern Day Vilnius
Godly Parent: Loki
How Many Years At Hotel Valhalla: Since her death in 1150
Gender: Female
Languages: Old Norse, Curonian, English

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Height: 5"1'
Weight: 107 pounds
Body Type: Fit
Eye Color: N/A
Hair Color: Dark Brown/black
Skin Tone: Tanned
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Each letter of Elder Fut-ark, along her arms.
Personal Style: Beth always has her blindfold on, and being unable to see what she truly looks like, the actual appearance she puts up is unimportant to her. In terms of comfort, she prefers cloaks, with heavy furs more than anything. Things that are soft and keep her warm when it's cold, or are light and free to move around in in warmer weather. She keeps her hair short enough that it's not a liability in combat, though she prefers to keep it as long as she can within that context.

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Wise * Unforgiving * Protective * Condescending * Confident * Judgmental

Sexuality: Pansexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Elizabeth might be physically young, but she's really just an old lady. Tough, smarter than you, and not afraid to let that be known. However, she still has a mischievous side, being known throughout the hotel for hazing newbies, and making life more interesting for her fellow warriors. Though she might seem hard to get along with, Elizabeth would die for any of her family members, and she doesn't hide that from them. She cares deeply and truly for all of them, and will do anything she can to help whenever they're struggling.
Fatal Flaw: Wrathful
Habits: Tracing runes on things with her fingers, Snapping her fingers to make sparks, Alliterating her sentences.
Hobbies: Listening to Audio books, Cooking, pulling Pranks.
Fears:

• Thunderstorms
• Sensory deprivation
• Mutilation

Likes:

• Cooking
• Tea
• Coffee
• Messing with people
• Audiobooks
• Summer

Dislikes:

• The cold
• Bigotry
• Unearned confidence
• Processed food
• Being underestimated.
• Catholics

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Demigod Abilities:

• Pyrokinesis
• Mystiokinesis, Rune magic

General Skills:

• Braile
• Cooking
• Animal Husbandry
• Tracking
• Lying
• Story telling

Combat Skills:

• Strategy
• Stealth
• Combat reflexes
• Bow proficiency

Magic Item:

• Blindfold of Sif: Grants Elizabeth a Tremor Sense, giving her a 360 degree sense of what surrounds her, out to 300 feet.
• Backpack of Holding: A backpack that's bigger on the inside than it is on the out, letting Elizabeth transport and have access to many more things that she normally would.

What Do They Carry On Them:
This includes your clothing, jewelry, your wallet, your id, your keys; cash, a picture, lighter, cigarettes, weapons you may carry, shoes, purse, bag, pistol and so forth. If it is not listed you are not carrying it. Again, keep it grounded in the real world. Limited to spots provided.

• Clothing -
• Purse/Wallet -
• Knife
• Backpack of Holding
• Blindfold of Sif
• Journal
• Pen
• Bow

Possessions In Hotel Room:

• Journals she's kept throughout her afterlife.
• An mp3 player filled with audiobooks.
• Headphones
• Assorted powders and plants used for rituals.

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Possessions in Backpack of Holding:

• Arrows
• Tent
• Marbles
• Money (Dollars)
• Incense
• Water
• Lighter

Biography Growing up in the 12th century, life was pretty much all work and no play, especially out near the Baltic Sea. Not having much in the way of infrastructure, Elizabeth was, from a young age, taught how to take care of her home. There was always something to be done, either hunting to help help feed everyone, or helping to take care of the younger, or much older, members of their family. One thing that did bring a but of light into her life, however, was the ritual and worship of their gods. Though it varied who they prayed to, depending on what they needs, Elizabeth never felt more at peace when she was doing it. Communing with something bigger than herself provided a constant inner peace she needed.

As she reached her teenage years, she proved herself as an apt protector. From fending off larger predators that threatened to wreck them, to defending their home from those who would pillage and destroy them, Elizabeth was well suited as a warrior. Favoring the bow, she was a natural born archer, and many a bandit would find themselves dead before they even saw her. More than her aim, she knew how to become one with the environment, and track and kill like no other. Something about her just understood how to get inside the head of other creatures, which proved to be a boon as a huntress.

Reaching adulthood, Elizabeth was well respected in her community, and seen as the best of the next generation's leaders. Her ideas and thoughts mattered, and she learned how to take charge and direct other people to act in the best interests of everyone. Though she didn't have much time in this position before she died, it very much formed how she'd act in her afterlife. She learned that warriors may be able to make a difference in the moment, but there was something to be said for those who could affect more long term change.

How Did You Get To Hotel Valhalla: It came in the dead of night, her people were not ones to keep up on worldly matters, so they knew not the devastation that was coming their way. The people, acting as a ambassador of God's eternal love, had called for the eradication of her people. Accept the light of Jesus Christ, or meet Satan in Hell, was the offer giving to her people. They acted as all would, and tried to defend themselves, but were helpless compared to the overwhelming forces of the church. Elizabeth was on guard that night, and had fired the first shot after being given their ultimatum. In response, she was held down, and had her eyes gouged out in front of her people. With her last breaths, she tried to take down whatever monster stole her sight, swinging madly with the knife at her side, but she was quickly put down, and sent off to Valhalla.

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Theme Song: Think this is fitting if Ragnarok is happening

Extra Information:Aesir, roleplayerguild.com/posts/5131129
I agree to follow the rules for this RP and understand that if I do not follow the rules, the GM or Co-GM may kick me out of this roleplay.

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Name: Lara Alderliesten
Aliases: Sviti, Helen Falk (False Name)
Age: 21
Birthday: May 7th 1923
Death Date: November 13th, 1944
Ethnicity: Dutch
Birth Place: Was born in Giethoorn, but moved to Amsterdam when she was six and grew up there.
Godly Parent: Tyr, Keeper of Law and Justice. The God of War, Courage and Duells.
How Many Years At Hotel Valhalla: 76
Gender: Female
Languages: Old Norse, English, Dutch, French, German, and a little Yiddish.

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Height: 5’5”
Weight: 125
Body Type: Slightly curvy but also a bit muscular underneath
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Blond
Skin Tone: Pale with freckles
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Plenty of scars on her hands, arms, and lower legs, from her life occupation.
Personal Style: Lara tends to wear the style she was comfortable with when she was alive, which was blouses and skirts and occasionally pants, but this is mostly in her down time. She’ll braid her hair or pin it up in a bun or in curls, which again was what she was comfortable with when she was alive. When she is on the field of battle or training she will concede to wearing exercise pants and a tank top, as well as sports bras. (She finds them terribly comfortable compared to bras of her day.)

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Friendly * Single Minded * Determined* Easy to Anger * Kind *Burdened

Sexuality: Demisexual but she doesn’t understand that concept.
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Lara like many people can be summed up in one word: complicated. On the surface she is a very kind and sweet young woman, always willing to help out, or stand up for what she believes is right. Once you get to know her, there is the lingering sadness and regrets she has from her life, as well as the overwhelming feeling of loss. She tries to keep up the friendly appearance, but with those she doesn’t get along with the most she will muster up is a polite smile.
Fatal Flaw: Overzealous sense of Justice, to the point that she feels that any wrong committed before her is a slight that she has to fix.
Habits: Fidgets with her necklaces, stares off into space when thinking, will mutter in Dutch sometimes when she’s cursing, always fixes her shoes when she leaves her room.
Hobbies:
Fears:

• Rifles
• Dark Water
• Watching the World slip back to like one she knew when she was alive

Likes:

• Pulp fiction Books
• Tea
• Pastries
• Tulips
• Setting her hair
• Slow dance songs

Dislikes:

• Literal Nazi’s
• White Chocolate
• Cats
• French Fries
• Acne
• The Sea

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Demigod Abilities:

• Oath Binding
• Keen Sense of Law

General Skills:

• Medical
• Sewing
• Reading
• How to make a hiding spot
• Code breaking/ puzzle solving
• Baking

Combat Skills:

• Spear Fighting
• Shield Use
• Sword fighting
• Archery

Magic Item:

• Her Spear Which can shrink to the size of a pendant
• Her Shield Which can shrink to a bracelet.

What Do They Carry On Them:

• Clothing - A Star of David necklace, always tucked under her collar. A simple ring with a small gem in it on the same necklace as the Star of David. She tends to wear simple flats, a nice blouse and a knee length skirt as her daily clothing. Her shield bracelet and her spear pendant.
• Purse/Wallet - A simple black handbag
• Wallet with $200 American money, and around 300 euros.
• Faded picture in her wallet.
• Extra dagger just in case
• Tissues
• Some make up
• Extra socks
• Some Pulp Novel she’s reading

Possessions In Hotel Room:

• Extra practice spear
• Extra practice sword
• Work out clothing
• Extra shield
• A small worn book
• Old worn passports
• A hide of a wolf she took on a quest
• Extra books

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Biography: Lara was born in the village of Giethoorn, a small canal based village, and she lived there for the first six years of her life. However, she had been left at a hospital, abandoned by her birth mother. She was adopted by a lovely couple, the Alderliestens, who had been unable to have children, and never treated Lara as anything other than their true daughter. Shortly after her sixth birthday, her parents moved them and herself to Amsterdam, as they were looking for better work opportunities in the big city. However at this time, the world was changing and not in a good way. A huge economic depression following on the heels of The Great War was leaving parts of Europe and other parts of the world in desperation.

During the 1930’s Lara attended school, trained to be a nurse, and watched as the world changed around her. An angry man rose to power in Germany, while another angry man rose to power in Italy. Thankfully, in Amsterdam she was safe, even as people came to the country to try to leave.

Then in 1939 War broke out. Her home country tried to adopt a policy of Neutrality, but Lara was outraged at how the world was treating some people. Thankfully her parents agreed with her and they decided to turn part of their house into a hiding spot. The Alderliestens quickly turned their house into a place where those that were hiding from the Nazi regeim could seek refuge. At this time, this is when Lara’s life would change. A family moved into their attic/ hiding part of their house with a son just a few years older than Lara. His name was Levi, and he was a scholar that had once studied at the nearby university.

The two would talk most days for a little bit, sharing their thoughts on the war, on books they both enjoyed, and snippets of the news that she would bring to his family when she brought them their food. Little by little the two fell in love, until one day in 1943, after a few years of hiding there, Levi proposed to Lara, and promised they would get married after the war was over.

Tragedy struck at the end of 1943, and while Lara and her parents were out attending church, their house was raised and Levi and his family were captured and sent to concentration camps. That is when Lara’s life changed, and she took up as part of the resistance, and started to try to find her lost love.

How Did You Get To Hotel Valhalla: Lara had finally gotten a tip that Levi had ended up at Westerbork, which was infamous for being the last stop for many people. Once they left, they were usually gassed or killed. Lara couldn’t let that happen, so she as well as a small group of resistance fighters went there on November 13th to liberate as many prisoners as they could.

Armed with a gun and a sword, they managed to get a few prisoners free before they were noticed. Lara held out her gun and knew that she would probably die either way… so better to let others live. She encouraged them to flee while she started taking shots at the guards coming their way. After running out of bullets she turned to her sword and was about to take out another soldier when the fateful bullet entered her chest, ending her life.

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Theme Song: This is War - Thirty Seconds to Mars

Extra Information:
Aesir~~~
Sample Post
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Name: Atlas Rowan Duchannes (pronounced Du-Cain)
Aliases: Yet to be given.
Age: 23
Birthday: August 16th, 1994
Death Date: June 7th, 2018
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Birth Place: Florence Oregon, America
Godly Parent: Odin: Third Chief of the Aesir; God of Wisdom, Magic, Divination, Death, War, and Poetry, son of Bor.
How Many Years At Hotel Valhalla: Since his death. (Approximately 2 years.)
Gender: Male
Languages: Old Norse, English

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Height: 5'11"
Weight: 152 ibs
Body Type: Athletic/Toned. Lean-Muscular build
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Brown
Skin Tone: Light, slightly tanned.
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Single silver hoops on each earlobe. Other than a lifetime worth of scrapes and cuts, his only scar is near the center of his chest. Evidence of Atlas's demise.
Personal Style: Atlas usually tends to wear more casual clothing. His preference on comfort and durability superceeds his sense of fashion. Having grown up in Oregon where the weather tended to be unpredictable, he preferred to dress in layers. A way to accommodate any climate he should face. Normally the outfit would consist of jeans, a graphic tank top, converse high tops, and the leather jacket his grandfather had given him.

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Chivalrous * Arrogant * Honest * Forgetful * Cheerful * Vain

Sexuality: Demisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Atlas is the type of person who always seems to be smiling. He maintains his cheerful disposition even in the darkest of times. His charm and quick wit quickly ease tense situations and relationships. Most would mistake his confidence as self absorption. When in reality, he doesn't like to waste time focusing on his flaws. He'd rather enhance and fine tune his better attributes. Which can come across as a little vain.
Fatal Flaw: Overconfidence/Cocky/Arrogant. Taking on challenges without thinking through his ability to successfully complete them.
Habits: Lip biting when deep in thought. When stressed he runs his hands through his hair. And when feeling vulnerable he absentmindedly crosses his arms.
Hobbies: Hiking, music, art, Aikido, target practice, reading, and parkour.
Fears:

• Dolls/Clowns
• Bugs, especially moths. (Excluding spiders)
• Claustrophobic

Likes:

• Nature
• Animals
• Traveling/Road Trips
• Swimming
• Reading
• Stargazing
• Video Games (Especially Legend of Zelda)

Dislikes:

• Dishonesty
• Arrogance (ironic)
• Seafood
• Hot weather
• Religion
• Odin, his father

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Demigod Abilities:

• All Seeing Eye: Identify secret passageways. Occasionally has visions of possible outcomes. (Roll determines)
• Shapeshift: Like his father, Atlas can change his form.

General Skills:

• Knowledge in Astrology/Divination
• Painting/Sketching
• Excellant pianist
• Parkour
• Animal Knowledge
• Charisma

Combat Skills:

• Parkour/Agility
• Aikido
• Stamina
• Handgun (Ranged Attack)

Magic Item:

• Elskar & Ingvar: Enchanted by runes, these twin handguns resemble that of a 9mm Glock. The magical carvings engraved along the handle allow these weapons magical properties. Unlimited ammunition makes things a little easier. Atlas never has to reload or run out of ammo. They also have the ability to call to one another. Meaning if Atlas accidentally dropped a gun out of reach, its twin would beckon that the gun return to its owner.
• Skjoldr: A beaded bracelet marked with various runes to create a powerful shield around his entire being.

What Do They Carry On Them:

• Clothing - Torn black skinny jeans, converse high tops, a white tank top, and his grandfather's leather jacket. Silver hoop earrings (One on each ear). Skjoldr around his left wrist. A survival firestarter necklace. Sunglasses. Ankle socks with the Teen Titans displayed.
• Purse/Wallet - A faded wallet with the triforce symbol displayed on its cover. Inside are a few dollars ($9.00), photos of his friends and family from the mortal world, as well as his drivers license.
• Elskar & Ingvar holstered under his jacket on either side.
• A hemp backpack containing his 3DS, a sketchbook/pencils, a Bob Marley lighter, cigarettes, and car keys. A sleeping bag strapped to the bottom of his pack.
• Refillable Canteen
• Utility knife.
• Trail mix
• Cell Phone/Headphones/Charger

Possessions In Hotel Room:

• Gaming consoles such as: N64, Nintendo Switch, Xbox One, Wii, and GameCube.
• Closet full of clothes
• Large Flat Screen Television
• Rune Stones/Tarot Cards
• Overflowing bookshelves
• Easel/Paints/Sketchpad/Art Supplies
• His favorite pillow
• Secret stuffed animal. A worn teddybear named Boris.
• A grand piano.
• Cologne (Scent: Nag Champa)
• More ammo just in case

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Biography
Nova Duchannes was just your average college student. During her third year in college, she decided to spend her semester abroad. While studying in Ireland she met a man by the name of Thomas McClaren, a rugged traveler exploring the area. Unbeknownst to Nova, however, Thomas was none other than the Nordic God Odin in his human form. Though they had not known each other long, their relationship was a passionate one. It wasn't until she returned home that Nova realized she was pregnant. Atlas was born on August 16th, 1994 in Florence Oregon. His maternal grandparents had adopted him after Nova passed away due to complications at birth. A rarity in modern times. They never did figure out who Atlas's father was. Since Nova never knew where to find her estranged lover, the secret of his identity had not been made known.

With his biological father absent, Atlas always saw his grandfather Abraham as his father figure. During their time together, Abe taught his grandson many life lessons such as; chivalry, honesty, confidence, resilience, etc. All important ideologies for any decent human being to attain. Abe also thought it important for Atlas to have a well-rounded sense of self-defense. Every year the two would take a camping trip into the mountains where Abe taught him how to survive in the wilderness. In addition to that, Atlas signed up for Aikido classes and accompanied his grandfather to the shooting range from time to time. His grandmother Fae, on the other hand, was more eclectic in her tastes. It was through her that Atlas inherited his more mystical side. She had shown him how to express himself through music and the arts. Fae had also believed in teachings outside of the societal norm. As a child Atlas had been obsessed with topics such as astrology and divination. It didn't take long for him to receive his own tarot cards.

In highschool, Atlas had been included in some of the more "popular" circles. With his charmingly charismatic demeanor, it was easy for him to win people over with only a few well-spoken phrases. Even so, he only entrusted his friendship to a handful of people. One of which was his next-door neighbor who went by the name Corinne. Otherwise known as his best friend and childhood crush. All his life Atlas appeared to be outspoken and confident. He took on tasks unflinchingly and faced challenges with an otherworldly grace. However, when it came to Corinne his behavior was almost comical. She was the only one who seemed to overlook his charm. A personality trait he found to be irresistible. With her, his self-confidence faltered resulting in years of a secret attraction.

How Did You Get To Hotel Valhalla:
In early June he had finally convinced himself to face his fear and confess his feelings. Corinne explained that she had felt the same way, but had just started dating someone else. After a smooth recovery on Atlas's part, the two laughed off the awkward situation and decided to remain friends.
On June 7th, around midnight, Atlas was interrupted on his way home from work. A muffled scream had caused him to turn down a dark alleyway behind a local bar. It turned out that the outburst had come from his best friend Corrine. Her date had her pressed against a brick wall, his hand covering her mouth. Tears streamed down her face as she looked at Atlas pleadingly.
Without thinking, Atlas lunged forward pulling the stranger away. While grappling the man, he shouted for Corinne to escape and call the police. After a few moments of struggling, the man pulled out a 9mm Glock and pressed its barrel against Atlas's chest. As he squeezed the trigger, Atlas was able to wrench it out of his assailants grip. Only to fall dead with the gun in his hand.

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Theme Song: Water Fountain-Alec Benjamin

Extra Information: Aesir Post
I agree to follow the rules for this RP and understand that if I do not follow the rules, the GM or Co-GM may kick me out of this roleplay.

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Name: Gerrik Roar Halfden
Aliases:
Age: 28
Birthday: January 21st
Death Date: March 14th
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Birth Place: Copenhagen, Denmark
Godly Parent: Aegir
How Many Years At Hotel Valhalla: Since 8th century
Gender: Male
Languages: Old Norse, Old Franconian, French, Danish, English.

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Height: 6’1”
Weight: 240lbs
Body Type: Athletic and muscular
Eye Color: Ocean blue
Hair Color: Dark brown
Skin Tone: Light
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Beneath his clothing he is littered with scars and tattoos, each telling of his hardships, trials and victories. Has a few simple piercings.
Personal Style: His style has adapted over his long stay at the hotel, growing and changing with the times and newcomers but it always holds homage to his Viking roots. He likes his clothing simple, of natural fabrics and plain colours. He is often adorned in silver jewellery. Rings, thick earrings and a solid necklace.

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Brave * Impulsive * Resourceful * Reckless * Charming * Ill tempered

Sexuality: straight
Relationship Status: single
Personality: Gerrik is a simple man of simple pleasures. He is easy going, laid back and stress free. However, his temper can come quick and fast but passes just as easily. For this he is compared to a storm or the sea. He is quite giving in all things and oft shares what he has. He has little greed but loves to gamble and bet for the thrill of the game. He is a social creature and loves nothing more than a large feast filled with booze, women and perhaps a good fight. All things he indulges perhaps too heavily in.
Since losing his family, failing his vengeance and well, dying, he has lost his purpose and way. Sorrow always finds him in the lonely sobering hours of morning, that is until the drinking begins anew.

Fatal Flaw:
His addiction to alcohol and action. The fear of being left alone to deal with his inner demons. His failings in life. Depression.

Habits: He pushes people away when they start getting to close. He runs from responsibility. He unnecessarily sharpens his blades when bored or stressed.
Hobbies:
Drinking, brawling, sailing, fishing, gambling, throwing, f@&$ing.
Fears:

• Emotional connection or reliance.
• Claustrophobic
• Burning to death (he’s seen/heard it)

Likes:

• Alcohol
• Tattoos
• The ocean
• Knives
• Stories
• A good meal

Dislikes:

• Children
• Responsibility
• Guns
• Liars
• Descendants of Skadi

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Demigod Abilities:

• Water manipulation
• Unknown

General Skills:

• Sailing
• Fishing
• Farming
• Smithing
• Gambling
• Tattooing

Combat Skills:

• Brawling
• Small blades - throwing
• Endurance / resilience
• Disarming

Magic Item:

• Horn of Endless ale:
  Wrongly named, this mug has swivelling runestones around it allowing for many combinations. Each combination can be used to record what ever liquid is currently in the mug and then recreate it endlessly. It mostly just has various ales, some of which have magical properties.
  Ale of loose lips
  Ale of vigor
• Wolfs chain liquid metal.
  From the forge of Fenrir’s chains remained a small globe of imperfect material. Be it of the final product or an attempt before, excess material or slag residue, an incomplete or a failed link. This small light near indestructible metal refused to leave its liquid state and be of any use. Additionally after some time unattended it will simply evaporate into nothingness. Only under the strong will of one who can manipulate liquids, can it be shaped and formed into solid usable (albeit temporary) constructs.

What Do They Carry On Them:

• Clothing
• Coin pouch
• Concealed Shoe dagger
• Concealed Belt dagger
• Concealed Chest harness dagger x2
• Concealed wrist dagger
• Leather braces
• Necklace
• Boots

Possessions In Hotel Room:
Gerrik’s room is hardly that, it appears more like a small work shop and shows of utter disregard to the establishment. It is dirty, there are broken bottles strewn about and knives litter the wall.

• More knives
• Small forge and tools
• Ore
• Some books somewhere

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Biography Born to a Frankish missionary Gerrik never really fit in or was accepted. Back in his mother’s homeland they were ridiculed and chased out for his mother’s wild story of his conception at sea and the troubled conflicting religious beliefs she had because of it. Moving back to where he was born amongst the Danes, things were not much better there for them either.

His mother’s different background, jumbled beliefs and wild claims made Gerrik the focus of much ire and brutality. He grew up with few friends and had a hard life ahead of him. It was made slightly easier when he and his mother were eventually taken in by a lonely crippled fisherman.
The fisherman turned out to be a heartless ex-warrior simply awaiting his inglorious death, drinking to pass the time until it came. He was a drunk and a violent one at that. The man had little but always a tankard of ale could be found in his hand, not that Gerrik ever knew where the foul liquid that filled it came from.
While not a great father he still did the job where none other were present. He taught Gerrik how to fight, how to fish, how to throw a knife, and how to survive the world. But most importantly he taught him how to survive it alone.

Gerrik wasn’t always alone though, in his early teen years he was blessed with a younger sister. As a young adult he was fortunate to find his wife. Gerrik grew to became a capable smith and fisherman, looking after his family and providing for them. However this semblance of peace only lasted several years before everything was suddenly and unexpectedly taken away from him. His mother, his sister, his wife, their unborn child and his house was gone. The only thing the raiders left was the crippled angry old man.

Vengeance filled Gerrik’s heart and the next few years saw him initiate himself into a raiding team. He had to work, crawl, and climb his way up from lower than the bottom. He was a nothing who endured every type of hardship and humility just to get a place on their boat. He eventually pleased his jarl enough that he earned his own boat. With a few successful raids under his belt he finally had the opportunity to sail out to those who attacked his homestead, but by the time the opportunity came, he was sent instead to aid not attack his sworn enemy.

Gerrik’s vengeance clouded his mind. He did not see the mockery or lies of his comrades for what they were. He was encouraged to challenge the rival clan believing it would lead to retribution, but it never did nor would.

How Did You Get To Hotel Valhalla: Gerrik, in a matter of years, became a warrior and fought for his name and his family. His death came while seeking revenge on a misleading quest. He was sent to aid raiders who had murdered his family years past. While he wanted to slaughter them all in their sleep he challenged them honourably.
It was a fair, honest and fierce duel. A one on one challenge that in the end saw both combatants die. (Anora Skadidottir)

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Theme Song:
Made of scars - Stone Sour

Extra Information:
I agree to follow the rules for this RP and understand that if I do not follow the rules, the GM or Co-GM may kick me out of this roleplay.
Unaffiliated, neither Aesir or Vanir.
And here is a random old post.

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Name: Astrid Merkel
Aliases: Aaron (Dead name her and you will die at her hand.)
Age: 17
Birthday: December 22nd, 2002
Ethnicity: American
Birth Place: Boston, MA
Godly Patron: Odin and Freya
How Many Years At Hotel Valhalla: She’s been in and out of the hotel for about 4 years.
Gender: Trans Female
Languages: English, Old Norse

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Height: 5’9”
Weight: 145
Body Type: Slender but muscled
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Blond
Skin Tone: Pale
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: She has a scar along her right shoulder. She also wears an eyepatch over her right eye, as it is missing. She also has this symbol tattooed on her left shoulder.
Personal Style: When she’s not in Valhalla, she likes dressing very girly. She loves dresses and skirts, and wearing her hair in braids and curls. When she is in Valhalla, she will dress more like the traditional Valkyrie with some exceptions, making sure to be armored when she needs to be in it.

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Loyal * Wrathful * Strong * Stubborn * Kind * Secretive

Sexuality: Possibly Ace (Not sure, being a part time Valkyrie doesn’t leave time for dating.)
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Astrid is a mix of personalities, as a result of her upbringing. She can be the kindest and most loyal person on the planet if she considers you a true friend or family, as well as someone she wishes to protect you. However if you cross on her bad side, she can show you what a valkyrie can be capable of, and take down even the strongest of monsters. She usually keeps a mask up to keep mortals from getting too close to her, as she does have her secret side job to worry about, and she will keep a smile on her face no matter what.
Fatal Flaw: Vengeful: If someone has wronged Astrid, she has no qualms in hunting them down and serving up justice as she sees it. Mostly it results in her teaching them a lesson, but sometimes it has led to other things. (Thankfully not often.)
Habits: As much as she likes being girly, she does pick at her nails and nail polish when she gets her nails done. She will twirl her hair around her fingers when she’s thinking. When reading books she will roll the top corner of a page between her fingers.
Hobbies: Reading, baking, practicing martial arts, making bracelets.
Fears:

• Being misgendered in death
• Being kicked out of the Valkyries
• Helheim

Likes:

• Tea
• Cats
• Baking
• Dancing
• Fantasy novels
• Iris flowers

Dislikes:

• TERFS
• Bigots
• Slasher horror movies
• Upside down roller coasters
• EDM
• Shrimp

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Blessing Abilities:

• Death sense - Can sense when someone is about to die honorable and can head that way to do her duties.
• Superhuman strength

General Skills:

• Basic first aids
• Rope/ knot tying
• Baking
• Sprinting
• Negotiation
• Reading
• Norse Mythology

Combat Skills: (Must fit what your character knows)

• Archery
• Spear fighting
• Shield
• Battle Axe
• Sword Fighting

Magic Item:

• Magic Horn: Astrid can use this horn to summon Veðrriddari, her winged horse mount, to wherever she is.

What Do They Carry On Them:
This includes your clothing, jewelry, your wallet, your id, your keys; cash (denote which country), a picture, lighter, cigarettes, weapons you may carry, shoes, purse, bag, pistol and so forth. If it is not listed you are not carrying it. Again, keep it grounded in the real world. Limited to spots provided.

• Clothing - In the mortal realm, she wears dresses, or skirts with nice tops, with sandals or boots with low heels. She wears a necklace with a wing pendant on it, as well as one ring on her right hand with her birthstone (turquoise) in it. When she is in Hotel Valhalla or on a mission she wears her more traditional armor.
• Purse/Wallet - She has a pretty ita purse that she wears that usually has her wallet with her medical card, her ID, around $200 American dollars, some coins of the nine realms, some gold coins, and a credit card. In the purse itself there is a week’s worth of medication and shots, tissues, a small dagger, breath mints, her cell phone and her home keys.
• Vaengr [+]

  
• Swan’s Cloak: Her’s is usually in cloak form, and on missions she has it fastened around her neck. It allows her to shapeshift into a swan when needed.
• Shield
• Bow
• Quiver of Arrows
• A bottle of water
• Her med kit with extra shots
• Pair of flats just in case
• Zip up hoodie sweater if needed

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Biography From as early as she could remember, Astrid didn’t seem to fit in with the other kids her age. While she was expected to be more rough and tumble, and more into sports, she kept being drawn to things that were considered more ‘girly'.’ Her father seemed to take issue with this, as he had always wanted a son and it seemed the one he had gotten wasn’t the one he had wanted. Especially when she started to reject the clothing she was forced to wear and started showing preference for the dresses her mother would wear.

One day when she was around twelve she found a magic door that changed her life. (See Below.) When she returned from this life changing tea party, she announced to her parents that she was a woman, and not the boy they had thought she was. It took a while for them to get use to the idea, but soon she was starting medication and transitioning. Her father is still odd around her, as he had lost his ‘son’ as he put it, but her mother seemed to accept her.

Shortly after that fated tea party she started her new life as part time Valkyrie, under the guidance of Odin and Freya, but she only guides souls part time, and sometimes goes on missions to help out. However, it seems that the closer it might get to Ragnarok, the more she might have to decide her fate, to keep being part time or to become a full time Valkyrie, which is something she thinks about all the time.

How Did You Get To Hotel Valhalla: One day when Astrid around twelve, she was wandering the streets of Boston when she noticed a strange door to what looked like a fancy hotel in front of her. Curious as well as feeling a strange urge she walked over to the door and tugged it open before realizing she had stumbled into someplace she was not supposed to be, and was about to leave when an elderly gentleman bid her enter.

Astrid’s mysterious friend bid her to join him for tea, as well as introduced her to another woman… and they turned out to be Odin and Freya. They invited her to become a Valkyrie, as they had sensed that she wanted to do more than just be the person she was born as. Astrid accepted their invitation and from that day on became a part time Valkyrie.

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Theme Song: Valkyries-Blind Guardian

Extra Information:
See previous Character for sample
Aesir~
I agree to follow the rules for this RP and understand that if I do not follow the rules, the GM or Co-GM may kick me out of this roleplay.