Deities of Desnia

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Characters of
World of Deities: Desnia

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TheLastRunaway

Name: Evangeline
Nickname: Aveline
Age: 19
Birthday: June 12th
Origin: Can't remember
Deity: Deity of Complexity

Hair Color: Black
Hair Style: past her waist
Eye Color: Graphite
Skin Color: Pale
Height: 5'6
Body Build: Thin but has curves
Markings: sapphire crystal in between the eye brows

Demi-description: She is the deity of complexity. She collects all vivid thoughts and complex emotions that humans feel and try to translate on their own. She thinks of everything before answering a question and sometimes she is scrambled between multiple conclusions to one's simple comment or question. She usually looks lost, and results to staying quiet as she tried hard not to burst in to saying all her thoughts out loud because they create anxiety for others. To think so 'complex' as her. She sees both sides, and tried to decipher which would be the best road to take, but she makes mistakes as well. She isn't the goddess of perfection.

Background: She's listened to all of these thoughts since was immortal. She could hear thoughts from hundreds of years ago and everyday they fill her head. She gets to listen to people break down complicated theories or amazing Epiphanies each one has while growing up. It's all one amazing cluster of chaotic chemistry between love and hate. She sometimes finds it a curse when she begins to over analyze each person's words, remembering the exact same quotes from the thoughts in her head that its somewhat overwhelming she feels that no one is their self. Only creations of one another. She scared she'll never be thrilled again.

Personality: She keeps a simple personality, keeping most of her thoughts to herself and tries to give the easiest explanation. She doesn't like explaining who she is and what she does because even to her it all sounds like a complicated mess of a life, but she enjoys it. She is somewhat quiet but loves adventure, it is where she smiles most. Even though it is rare for her to be taught something new, she loves learning.

Powers: Telepathy, but she tries hard not to sue it when she is getting to know someone. She doesn't want to be able to read their emotions, or know what they are thinking. But she does use it in some situations when she only wants one person to know what she is thinking or wanting to say. Other powers unknown.

Weapons: N/A

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Ruronihs
Ayako
Name: Ayako
Nickname: none
Age: 346
Birthday: March 20
Origin: Legend says that foxes who live to a ripe old age attain sentience, wisdom, and power. The longer a fox lives, the more wisdom and power he obtains. Ayako was one such fox, a brilliant student among the wise old kitsune who taught him, and a leader among his peers. Having obtained his sixth tail, Ayako was whisked away to Desnia, where he will continue to walk along the path towards omniscience...

Deity: Deity of compassion.

Hair Color: White
Hair Style: Long, straight, flowing hair, down past his shoulders (different than the pick, but that was the closest I could find).
Eye Color: Bright blue (again, different than pic).
Skin Color: Mildly fair.
Height: 5'10''
Body Build: Lean, but strong
Markings: A crimson circular symbol on his forehead with lines that streak back behind his ears. Each of his six white tails has a crimson tip.

Demi-description: He is a deity of compassion, which is not to be confused with meekness or gullibility. He actively seeks to help others, resolve conflicts, and build friendships, and he has a calm and tranquil voice that is quite good at achieving this end. On principle, he will never deny someone who asks him for help, so long as the request is within his power and is not laced with ill-will or laziness. Likewise, on principle, he will never force his help on someone who outright refuses to accept his aid. With compassion, comes an undying loyalty to his friends and those cruel enough to make an enemy of him will find that this fox has quite a ferocious bite.

Background: Upon acquiring sentience, Ayako was quick to walk down the path of wisdom. Unlike many of his brethren, Ayako actively sought out wise masters to teach him the ways of the universe, and impressed them not just with his talent, but with his humility. He gained a reputation as an altruist, helping man and spirit alike. Some became jealous of his reputation and whereas Ayako acquired power through wisdom, there were those who sought to steal it through force. Ayako found a way to protect himself, though, and performed the unprecedented, absorbing the essence of his Hoshi no Tama, the orb that is the source of a kitsune's power. Upon doing so he acquired his sixth tail and vanished from the world, arriving in Desnia.

Personality: Ayako has a very agreeable personality, and sees the best side of people. He is always eager to share his wisdom and enjoys talking on virtually any subject. He is an inquisitive individual, particularly regarding people's personal beliefs, but he is not judgmental, even when he disagrees with people. He will often brush off personal insults, but will not stand for acts of cruelty or deception.

Powers: Through his acquisition of wisdom, Ayako has obtained an innate understanding of martial arts far beyond the physical capabilities of any mortal. He can alter his appearance and take the form of a massive white fox, though he primarily uses this form to intimidate enemies and avoid bloodshed. Finally, Ayako has mastery over foxfire, a wisp-like flame that can take a cool blue color and form any number of illusions, or a bright orange that can create a flame as hot as any forest fire.

Weapons: Ayako has a katana named Junkojuro that has been blessed by the ancient masters. Those who fall to this blade shall never go to hell so long as there is goodness in their hearts.

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InfernoBlaze

Name: Blaze
Nickname: Dragon Son

Age: 22

Birthday: August 1st

Origin: Dragons are feared by many as the fiercest and strongest mythical creatures in existence. Their power can destroy even the sturdiest fortresses and their flames are rumored to burn anything, even souls. However, contrary to general belief, dragons are extremely wise creatures, with knowledge that goes as far as their ancient existence. Many of them are even capable of using magic. Blaze knows all these facts very well, being brought by dragons since infantry. Now he wanders around Desnia, along with his partner Paco, to fullfil the tasks his brethren has requested of him.

Deity: Deity of dragons.

Hair Color: White

Hair Style: As in the photo

Eye Color: Red

Skin Color: Normal

Height: 1,79

Body Build: Nicely toned muscles, but not bulky.

Markings: A dragon symbol scar engraved on the left side of his chest.

Demi-description: Blaze is a Dragon Deity, the protector of all dragons. He has acquired a dragon's strength and knowledge, along with their respect of nature and life. While he knows about the human civilization and their history, his lack of experience with them make him oblivious to simple facts such as food, their way of giving birth and even their behavior patterns. In spite of that, he can quickly adapt to every new thing he experiences through his calm-minded understanding. While having tremendous force, he avoids conflicts, knowing that using his powers rashly can cause destruction to both nature and any other living being. However he is always happy to lend a hand, knowing that sometime he might even need help himself.

Background: His mother dying at birth, a newborn baby was left in the darkest depths of a forest, because his fellow villagers were terrified by his flaming red eyes, labeling it as cursed. Cold, alone and without food or water, the baby started to cry. But, as time passed, the cry changed, turning in a wild roar that echoed through the end of the horizon. The spectacle that followed shocked the villagers. Hundreds of dragons flew above the village, and formed a circle above the location the baby was. As their flight turned into a dance, one dragon descended and, despite its tremendous force, picked the baby gently. Upon their contact, the baby's body received a dragon shaped scar. The dragons returned to their homeland and surrounded the now quiet infant and decided to bring it up as one of their own brethren. They named him Blaze, because of his red eyes and the dragons' own flames that burn through anything. Blaze grew up believing he was born with dragons learning from them speech, writing, cultures and knowledge and slowly acquired their strength, wisdom and even their flames. At some point he also found Paco, with whom he goes everywhere. At some point, his fellow kin sent him on a journey with 3 tasks: Learn about his true origins, awaken his latent powers and kill the Dark Dragon, Urumel. Now, with Paco, he wanders through Desnia to fullfil the tasks given to him and find out more about the world.

Personality: Blaze is usually quite cheerful and somewhat curious, being his first time out of the dragons' homeland. He is quite energetic and he always says what he is thinking, believing that being sincere is the best value anyone can have. Despite his appearance though, he is level headed and rarely displays rashness, patiently thinking of what should be done in any situation. However, he can be sarcastic at times and always looks for a chance to say a good one-liner to lighten the mood. He never displays fear, because he does not think that something can be scarier than a dragon, however he is not unaware of it, trying to help anyone to get rid of their own fears.

Powers: Blaze possesses the strength,speed,endurance and senses of a dragon. His raw power is enough to lift a house with little effort, while he can reach speeds that a normal human's eye is difficult to follow. He is also able to create dragon flames from his hands and use dragonbreath as well. If overcome with emotion, Blaze's dragon abilities give him dragon scales, claws, and fangs and boost his abilities, however, in this form he is uncontrollable and cannot distinguish friend or foe.

Weapons: None. He is a bare hand fighter.

(P.S: He is my first character in RP so if he is overpowered please tell me so I can fix it. Also if there is a problem with having a companion (Paco), I will correct that as well.)

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Sauron The Dark Lord

Name:
Conquestus

Nickname:
- - - - - - - -

Age:
If you could point a finger and explain that 'this is the day that conflict started!' that would be the day of which Conquestus would've been born.

Birthday:
Whatever day which fathers conflict.

Origin:
Conquestus is born from the natural personality of challenging ideals, when ever two people clash on whatever type of field, be it through speeches or fists Conquestus would have been deitiesed by this very notion, in the begining of time, the begining of conflict. Conflict exists on many different scales that we're not aware of, there is galactic conflict, gravity fighting light, meteors fighting planets, no matter what the chaos of conflict and the chaos of everyday lift is ultimately a piece in the puzzle which is conflict, Conquestus is the offspring of two clashing ideals, which were the first thing to happen in this universe, when something want's something else and they confront something that want's what they want there will be conflict, be it of intelligence or of lifelessness.

Deity:
Deity of Conflict.Hair Color:
Described as a figure of 'blazing' hair colors, signifying the firey reality of conflict.

Hair Style:
Once again, it is described as a chaotic hair style, yet it holds order, it is not put in any type of style yet it recembles order, just like the nature of conflict, you can find order in conflict, even if conflict is, originally, a creator of chaos.

Eye Color:
In ancient runes his eyes are described as piercing flame, rising to the sun, to the possible future, yet it originates from the bottom, from the deepest caverns of his eyes. It is described to be a pair of eyes who shine as bright as a star, pierce like a bullet yet it's dark as the shadow of night.

Skin Color:
His remaining skin appears like fire burnt flesh, however most parts of his organic body has been reinforced or replaced by 'unholy, yet divine metals.' This was described in ''The Dying Angel'' a biblical adaptation to a long lost story of ''Conquestus and his unending Crusade.'' The original story was the last story which resided in the ''Heavenly Pillar'' biblical book which had been archeologically found in the very modern day, a famous writer had readaptated the story into ''The Dying Angel'' book which was an incredible hit.

Height:
Yet again, as described from ''The Dying Angel'' Conquests is a Titan amongst men and demi-gods alike, his height was never really described in meters nor
feet, however the universal language can be understood. ''As the figure crosses the horizon and splits it in two, charging at him was a human, unlike any other man, the figure covered in the suns blinding blaze was twice that of the man who charged at him, the man who was once known as the Behemoth of Ghalíí, with a single swing of his mighty sword the behemoth flew, as if he would bare wings, into the sky.''

If I break immersion I'd say that the Behemoth of Ghalíí was 230cm.
Conquestus, the Dying Angel in this case is nearly twice his size, 390cm.

Body Build:
I really like quoting this made up universe I'm thinking of as I go.
As written in the original story, Conquestus is a war built figure, taller and stronger then any other deity who would cross his path, whilst maybe not the most agile or caring he would face the problem head on, with his brute force and surprising cunning and knowledge and prevail, because what in the end kills him, as written in the book, is himself and his very existance, he is a plague, and therefor he is haunted by every death in every universe, multiverse or alternate reality.

As written in ''The Dying Angel'' here is a description. ''As he stood still, in the very epicenter of attention he allowed us to gaze at his wartorn figure, whilst covered in armor of unknown origin the very body of which he originated was unlike any other warrior, scarred beyond recognition, yet it was recognizable as a man, he appeared plagued, troubled, he stated no word, simply allowed us to gaze upon him, and the pseudo-biblical oaths hanging off his body, written on these burnt papers who hold their anchor in the skin of this mighty figure, written on these were the explenations of conflict, one would not suspect what to be written on these long and ancient papers to be connected with conflict.

Markings:
As stated from ''The Dying Angel''
''By giving up his body upon death, he was the very first victim of conflict, loosing his life he became a deity of what took his life, His body were to be cleansed, washed and perfectionised, because the moment he would leave the house of godhood and into the purpose of his life he'd lose every aspect of reason, he'd find no need in self hygine, none in cleansing, neither anything in compasion, because he would, with time, lose his skin to the ''unholy, yet divine'' metals of which were, in the begining his armor.'' His skin is a testament to the nature of conflict, tortured, burned beyond recognition and removed, replaced with this metal. Carved and hooked into his skin is a 1000 page long explenation of conflict made and written by the god of all, it is placed on one, long piece of indestructible cloth like writing material. It is hooked in repeated sense, going over and above previous pages so that certain things could not be read, the final product is a cross like shape on the back Conquestus wrapping around his torso also.Demi-description:
Conquestus is a deity of conflict, fathered by the god of all because he deemed conflict a burden in need of baring. As a litteral Titan Conquestus is no stranger to physically demanding actions nor combat, He is a veteran of many wars of many purposes and of many origins, on many different planes of existance, because he is the ultimatum, he is the ultimate barer of the burden which will, ultimately end all when he cannot bare it any longer. Being created by the first at of conflict in mortal kinds and ressurected as a deity of what killed him by the father of all he is now forced to bare what he hates beyond all, however his existance revolves around it, therefor his life is now a mist of memories blurred together to create a blurry vision of a background, whatever's been written in books is what he goes off by, because he's killed too many, seen to many faces, seen too many sufferers to be able to remember anything but the screams of voices as they face the ultimatum, the blade of the executioner. The self hating part of Conquestus existance is a subject to the fact that most people of conflict dislike using violence, however are forced to by others.

Background:
In the begining of Conquestus life he was a mortal of the first ever existance in the first ever plane of existance, he was slayed by the first ever use of violence and conflict and in that term was brought into the afterlife, The allfather, a nameless God of everything and everyone sought out the fact that conflict was a nature which he did not wish to experience, yet it had sneaked it's way into his existance, he chose Conquestus, or whatever name he bore before then as an Angel of Conflict, a Dying Angel who would slay only to take pieces out of his very soul. Even though the future which the Allfather was obviously aware of was daunting and of incredible dislike of him he blessed Conquestus with the greatest of weapons and armor and cleansed his spirit and soul before sending him into the warfield which would span the begining of his endless crusade. As long as there's war, there will be sacrifices and deaths, which can lead to complete destruction. At the hand of Conquestus millions of men, women and children have fallen, billions, infact, actuall, trillions, UNCOUNTABLE numbers which haunt his every moment. Civilizations have fallen, stars imploded and planets ripped themselves open. His arrival in any realm is oftenly explained like this. ''The skies itself rippen open to lead the way onto us a man of black metals and a sword longer then myself, carried by continentally large wings he plummeted into the ground and ripped it open, leaving much to evaporate or discintergrate beneath his feet. The scar in the sky heals and the wings fade into oblivion, however his will of fire engulfes him in the purifying and hateful flames of conflict itself, he swings his weapon upon soldier after soldier, carving a path through the unending field of men, all whilst slowly walking forwards, the black cloak carried by the wind on his back. Using blood as the fate of the ultimate crime of warfare.''

Personality:
A non-discriminating personality of divinity, he is not a great speaker however when he voices his wills he speaks quick and true, using the perspective of a warrior to great lenghts he makes it obvious that he has been through much and experienced more. His age is beyond many realms and at times the truth of his beliefs can be voiced in his rather cold, chilly, grim and experienced voice, the voice of a man who has slain child after child, as if it was part of some mechanical construction. His body, however does not speak for the same, mostly covered in the heavily reinforced, cleansed, blessed and purified 'demonic-angelic armour.' However the occational arm skin reveals burnt skin that does not seem to rot and dead skin which does not reak of corpse.

Powers:
The powers of Conquestus are directed towards conflict, therefor he has a cunning intellect and strong strategical and tactical capabilities, however they're limited to the aspect of warfare and conflict, from the weakest of conflicts to the strongest. He is also able to teleport himself to his fortress cathedral, a pocket dimension of a small religious town built around a massive cathedral made for both the act of praying and the hard acts of warfare, Conquestus is the owner of the Cathedral fortress however hundreds if not thousands attend it every day and work their jobs, he often goes here for brief times, his normal routine is that he appears in the main chamber, prays to the allfather, get's himself cleansed, repeaired and re-armored and return into combat again, it happens at a reduced time in the physical world, one day in the pocket dimension is generally a minute in any other plane of existance. Conquestus is a divine forger, capable of making neigh anything if given the tools.

Weapons:
- Vanquisher of Conflict: The 250cm long runic greatsword is the legendary weapon most oftenly connected with Conquestus, the Vanquisher of Conflict is a legendary weapon forged by the allfather in the begining days for the pre-destined champion of his will, however it would instead be used to challenge conflict. It's blade is sharper then any other and can cleave through the thickest of armors, however it's scale makes it slow and hard to carry around, therefor it sits on a holster on the very back of Conquestus. The sword itself carries such power that without even using any of it's divine capabilities a single swing damages the enemy before it actually makes contact, the pure force makes the wind flee and hit the enemy before the weapon itself is supposed to, as described by Tribal members of a, yet to be truly developed, world.

- Protector against Unjustice: The self forged, unbreakable legendary shield of which Conquestus bears in one hand, whilst somehow managing to battle with the Vanquisher of Conflict in the other, a great display of godlike strenght, because the Protector against Unjustice weights almost seventy tons and the sword cannot be measured by normal scales since it was made by the Allfather. If he were to simply drop it on the ground it would most likely fall through a good 10 meters of earth and crack through stone, aswell.

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Mizuho
Name
Lethia

Nickname
Unestablished as of yet

Age
17

Birthday
December 7th

Origin

Deity
Deity of Balance

Hair Color
Raven

Hair Style
Lethia’s hair falls to her waist, and her straight hair is let loose.

Eye Color
Dark Blue

Skin Color
Pale Ivory

Height
5’2”

Body Build
Lethia’s frame is short and slender

Markings
N/A

Demi-Description

Light, Dark

Good, Evil

Yin, Yang

Life, Death

Love, Hate

Hope, Despair

Order, Chaos

Sanity, Insanity

Happiness, Sorrow

Fortune, Misfortune

For everything, there is an opposite. It’s Lethia’s job to find that perfect median, to make sure that there’s neither too much, nor too little of each. If there are too many deaths, then people will be graced with a child. If a country is too prosperous, then Lethia will arrive with a drought.

Lethia is at times mistaken for a Deity of Revenge. This however, isn’t true. This misconception is born from the fact that Lethia is known for causing misfortune for the fortunate. Lethia isn’t doing this for revenge, she’s doing this to make sure that they don’t have too many good things happening to them.

However, balance is subjective. And the interpretation of such a complex word is up to Lethia, the Deity of Balance. She has been known to favor misfortune, unfairness, especially for personal reasons. However, there’s a balance in this as well. She still has to balance fairness and unfairness. That’s why she can get away with this.

Background

Lethia grew up with a lack of balance.

She never experienced the love of a mother, the comforts of a home. As an orphan, she grew up with misfortune, sorrow, and loss. Ostracized by her peers, never having a home, Lethia had no one to depend on, no one to protect her.

Eventually, she moved away from the city to live by herself in the woods. It was the best decision she ever made. Until she received her new position of power that is. As a goddess, she would be able to right the wrongs, to make sure that people wouldn’t suffer from pure misfortune as she did.

Now that she thinks about it though, if her destiny was to become a deity of balance, then technically her situation would be balanced right now. All of her misfortune could be explained if it all led to her having her eventual deity status.

Personality
There is an aura of perpetual darkness around Lethia.

Rather than be the center of attention, Lethia prefers to be an observer, mysterious and aloof. Not much is known about Lethia, as she doesn’t open up to anyone. She seldom smiles, but she doesn’t radiate hostility. She simply isn’t a social person, finding solace in being alone. Lethia isn’t absent from interaction though, she’s always there, observing and analyzing.

She’s not unkind by any means, however. She can be compassionate, charming, and kind, she just doesn’t allow herself to have the chance to show the warmer sides of herself. She feels emotions, but she hardly ever portrays them, remaining seemingly cold, or frigid. Stated kindly, she’s neutral and unaffected.

There’s a slightly sadistic side to her personality, which causes her to favor misfortune, chaos, and suffering in her godly duties.

Powers

Judgement

Lethia can see the balance within anything. This is largely subjective and unexplainable, but an example would be that she can sense the amount of various emotions within a person. She can observe the balance between day and night, she knows the amount of fortune and misfortune someone has encountered.

Psychokinesis

Lethia has the ability to manipulate her surroundings. She can move things around with her mind.

Enforcing Balance

If something is off balance, Lethia has the ability to fix it. If someone is feeling too much sorrow, Lethia can provide joy. If there are too many storms, she can clear the skies. However, she can only do this when something is truly off balance, not just because she wants to. The scale of her ability is limited to the scale of the unbalance, meaning that she can only do small things for small imbalances, and large things for large.
Weapons
Scythe, daggers, bow and arrows.

Lethia also uses her surroundings as a weapon.

[TheLastRunaway]

Tathgon

Name: Xabiz Kazzul
Nickname: This is a gift given by others, not something you give yourself.
Age: 21
Birthday: The day isn't important.
Origin: Someplace, Somewhere.
Deity: Deity of Foresight

Hair Color: A Dark Blue which appears Black
Hair Style: Short and Messy
Eye Color: Gray
Skin Color: Pale
Height: 5'9"
Body Build: Thin and Lean. Built to run, not to fight.
Markings: A small white gemstone in the middle of his forehead.

Demi-description: He is the Deity of Foresight. He is that sense of Deja vu that some people experience. Seeing into the future isn't all that it's cracked up to be. The future is always shifting and changing. This shifting and changing annoys him, especially when he is trying to figure out what to next.

Background: He's been 'blessed' with the ability to see the future. What a 'blessing' that is. Although it is enjoyable to witness the same hilarities twice, to see everyone around him die in multiple ways every day of his life has been a nightmare.

Personality: He tries to keep calm and collected around most people, not letting them know what he fears. It's a constant battle of emotion and most days, he struggles to show the world a happy face. He hasn't let that many people get close to him, it doesn't hurt that much if he doesn't know them well.

Powers: He can see the future. This ability isn't perfect and more often than not, isn't the actual future that happens. Instead, he sees something that could have been and a few things that happened changed it.

Weapons: This has always been a debate. An argument within the background of his head. Most days, he doesn't have a weapon. On a few, he carries a dagger at his side, hand hovering over it, ready to strike at the futures which he has seen as a threat to him.

[TheLastRunaway]

Rafale

Name: Endless

Nickname: Alicia (preferred name)

Age: 20

Birthday: October 15th

Origin: For all of its existence, humans have longed to fly, to conquer the skies above them and freely wander its blue expanses, like the birds who had long mastered the art of travelling through the air. Many dedicated their lives, and sometimes sacrificed them, in this pursuit, though humanity found little success in their quest to grasp at the skies until October 15th, 1783, when the two French Montgolfier brothers managed to make physics teacher fly in a tethered hot-air balloon, and even before that, humans had managed to fly for at least a few yards using primitive gliders.
Throughout the next few centuries, humankind quickly began to master the skies; going from small balloons to fearsome metal beasts in nary three centuries. It was no coincidence that a girl was born twenty years ago, on the day that decades ago, man first took to the sky, a girl who belonged to no parents but had a name that evoked the sky itself; 'Endless', though she prefers to call herself Alicia, as Endless isn't a very pretty sounding name.

Deity: Deity of Flight

Hair Color: Black

Hair Style: Shoulder length.

Eye Color: Blue

Skin Color: Palish white

Height: 1m63

Body Build: Slim, rather lacking in womanly features (though definitely not of boyish figure), not very muscular but not at all fat.

Markings: Bizarre, straight scars between her shoulder blades, almost parallel to one another.

Demi-description: Alicia is a deity of flight, both of birds and other animals and of humankind. While physically not particularly special, she has no fear of heights, drops and a fall from a high altitude has little to no effect on her. However, she lacks the ability to fly herself, for some bizarre, ironic reason. She can run very fast, however, causing her to remark that perhaps it's a power that originally evoked how a plane takes off, by going from a standstill and picking up swift speed.
Alicia is also very agile, in the air and on the ground, with the human art of parkour an easy feat for her.

Background: Endless spent most of her childhood in a foster family's care, having been born to parents who could never be found through biological tracing. From an extremely early age, she took an almost instinctive interest in flight and after long periods of begging, her eventual adoptive father signed her up for her first flight lessons. By the end of the first lesson, it was clear she was a natural and it was barely a month later that she was doing her first flight. Naturally, after finishing school, she signed up for her country's air force, where her skills were once again evident. All was smooth sailing until her first combat deployment when a faulty engine sent her plane stalling and plummeting to the ground, almost just above the airfield where she took off. To all observers, it seemed definite from the angle of the plane when she crashed that her life was lost.

Amazingly to the contrary, she survived with barely a scratch on her body. Her comrades suggested she go on medical leave, but at her own insistence she was back in the air in a few weeks. After this event, she remained cheerful and she continued flying for a good year until her plane was forced to shake hands with a surface-to-air missile. When she crashed, her body was found to be fine, but she didn't wake up this time.

Or did she?

When she awoke from a deep slumber, Alicia found herself in a new, fantasy-esque land and with no explanation to prove what this place really was, she was left only to wander...

Personality: Alicia is very pensive, but at the same time quite talkative and in general is very optimistic and cheerful. However, she is somewhat guarded with new people, due to her relatively rough childhood. Along with this general friction towards strangers, she can be slightly hesitant and a bit clumsy at times. She has a strong animus to succeed in most situations and is very determined when it comes to reaching what is most important to her; the brilliant azure skies.
Occasionally, she attempts to use complicate expressions and complex expressions in order to make herself look somewhat smarter, but this usually backfires on her.

Powers:
-High agility, both in the air and on the ground.
-Fearlessness of heights, drops and falls.
-Invulnerability to falling, even from extremely high altitudes and at high speeds.
-Very, very fast runner (move over Usain Bolt!)

Weapons: None, at the moment, she relies on her powerful kicks and punches...

[TheLastRunaway]

Mephisto

Name: Indra
Nickname: Inie
Age: Same age as time ( around 10 billion years old )
Birthday: 1 January
Origin: When the Big Bang occured like the scientists call the Genesis of deities, she were the 4rth to be born from it.(1st was Time, 2nd Space and 3rd Death)
Deity: Elemental Deity

Hair Color:Black
Hair Style: Lengthy
Eye Color:Blue
Skin Color: Caucasian
Height: 1,78cm
Body Build: Seems like a normal woman with finely toned muscles and a perfect skin that smells like summer rain.
Markings:No markings

Demi-description: Indra is the Deity of Elements she commands the elements to do her bidding. She protects the earth with all her might, she restributes water to all the world so life can exist, she uses the air to move life from the one place to another and shared fire with most of the intelligent species to use it and evolve. She is not that good though... She uses some of the other elements for her own reasons of personal relief, like storms,tsunamis,typhoons, etc. in order to constantly test the life forms she shared fire with them. Or so she says she does...

Background:After spending millions of years to tend and protect the life forms she shared fire with them some instincts she never had occured. She wanted to test her powers to the outmost limit.. She overtested all the civilizations and burned,immolated and scorched the 78,4% of the planets. When all that slaughter stopped her brothers Time,space and Death made her bind her own powers. Indra didn't want that and she made a deal with them, she would only use only a portion of her abilities (about 2%)and never more or Death would come for her.

Personality: Peaceful almost everytime but when she is angry the storm comes.

Powers:Use of all elements except void or other omnipotent ones

Weapons:No weapons.