Appearance: Name: Hilde
Gender: Female
Element: Light
Race: Human
Age: 18
Dream: Less of a dream and more of a ambition Hilde has a singular goal she wishes to accomplish. To prove her worth and escape her sister’s shadow.
Home: Niflhelm is a island of ice and mountains despite this it is a place of thriving business and community. Ruled by a mysterious king who is said to have sacrificed his right eye to a primal for knowledge and foresight. A lot of the laws and general upkeep of the island is ran by an elite female guard known as the Walkure. They are a group of thirteen warriors who serve not only as generals in times of war but as judge in terms of dispute. They serve as Guardians of the law and keepers of the peace making them one of the highest seats of power on the island.
The icy peaks that lead to the towns and cities are often its best defense against invaders. Though with that said it also makes it hard for travelers this is why special lifts have been constructed that can lead people up and down the mountains and in times of war can be dismantled easily. Often taking a neutral stance on a lot of things NIflhelm is often a island that is left alone.
Gimmicks: Gifted in the art of Illusions Hilde is able to craft minior illusions that often serve to fool her enemies. Fighting with a spear and shield she is often one to charge into battle using a mix of defense and mid range to keep a enemy at bay. When in dire needs she has been known to resort to illusions to try and escape sticky situations.
Personality: Kind and mischievous Hilde is a bit of prankster but she means well she is one to always lend a helping hand to those in need. She is often of singular focus and when she sets her mind on something is one to charge straight ahead without looking back. She is never afraid to speak what she feels and is often one to see things in a more positive light.
However despite this she has her moments of melancholy her achievements are always lessened by the impact of her siblings and never the pearl of her parents eyes. She hides her true feelings behind a mask of cheer. At times she even manage to trick herself into forgetting her past. Though it is a constant thought on her mind that eats away at her which can lead to some melancholic and somber thoughts and views from her.
Background: Hilde grew up in a well off family never needing anything. Her sister Byrnhild was also famed among the island and there was little that hasn’t heard of her deeds. As a former Leader of the Walkure she was known for her otherworldly beauty and her stern but fair attitude. Growing up HIlde was often left behind in favor of her sister. Any achievements she made was often overlooked due to the fact her sister did it already and or did it better. Among her family she was often known as the middle child not as great as her older sister yet not as innocent as her youngest. Among the town there was few that didn’t do the exact thing in which her sister always outshined her.
Always one to be forgotten Hilde was left to study and train on her own she would make a name for herself on her own terms. She soon found she had a gift for battle where she was able to shine. Still her skill was always forgone as she was after all Byrnhild’s sister so it was to be expected. It was then her world was rocked in which her perfect sister Byrnhild left her mighty post to pursue her love with a man in a black mask. Gone was her perfect sister and still she was in her shadow. This lead to Hilde trying many a thing to show her own skill to even being accepted as a member of the Walkure. Though no matter what she tried it was all in vain her sisters mark was left. Leaving her in their eyes forever in her shadow. Frustrated she set out to the cold unexplored places of the island in search of the supposed weapons a mad smith once forged for a forgotten king. A fool’s errand set about by a odd dream though she would accomplish her task it would carry with it consequences and reveal truth’s that perhaps was best left forgotten. Having uncovered the treasure Hilde left the island on a volunteer mission to seek out knowledge and information on her sister’s whereabout after she vanished a bit before her errand.
Inventory:Leiptr: A lance forged by a mad smith for a forgotten king it’s legend speaks of its power but due to being sealed away a lot of its power is lost. It still echoes of its former power but it seems distant as if only remnants of its once great power remains in it. Still it remains a lance that of great make and is able to prove itself in many a fight.
Folkvangr: A large golden shield once used by a long forgotten king. A shield that withstood the test of time its golden sheen speaks of it being well cared for. Though it is taken care of and polished near daily. It is said to be able to protect the user from fatal blows before their time. However much like Leiptr whatever power it once held is faint and only slivers of its power remain.
Mark of the Walkure:A insignia signifying that the holder is of the Walkure one of the elite shieldmaidens of Niflhelm. Made of flowing silver it bears a mark almost resembling a heart and is said to be worth a fortune if sold to the right people.