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Rhodri only chuckled, gently placing the younger child down onto the ground. It wasn't the first time someone had found themselves entranced by his appearance. His mother had been divinely beautiful after all, so it seemed like he had taken after her in that department. Though it was the first time such a young kid had done so.

"Don't bite down too hard, mate," he cautioned, tapping Rayon on the head. "You'll start bleeding, and you're way too young to be kicking the bucket."

He wasn't too sure on how old exactly the kid was though. Seven? Twelve? Somewhere in between? But no matter the age, he wasn't letting a child get hurt on his watch.
I see that conflict has already been incited.
Falling child? Rhodri moved, dashing from his corner of the firing range towards where the commotion had been occurring. He had been aimlessly watching the group bicker, but he wasn't going to stand by while the kid fell that distance. With a mighty push of his feet against the ground, he jumped, divine strength sending him up into the air, where he caught Rayon.

The redhead landed with a thump, knees bending to absorb the shock of the impact, his body rattling against the force. Super strength and endurance or not, dropping from such a height was a pain.

"You alright mate?" asked the Welshman, looking down at the boy in his arms. "Not gonna crash on us, are ya?"
A weapon "of yew or boxwood", a draw weight significantly greater than that of the modern longbow. Monstrously huge, its length of seventy inches surpassing even his own height. Had he been any other child of the current age, he knew, whose stamina and strength were not equally as terrifying, then he would never have been able to draw back the hemp string. It was truly remarkable, knowing that the medieval archers had deformed their very skeletons in order to hone their mastery of the bow. Humbling too, for one who lived in modern times.

Rhodri drew back the string of his Welsh longbow as far as he could, the ease of which he did so almost ridiculous. The strength afforded to him by his mother Rhiannon was a blessing in situations like these, for the struggles that had plagued his ancestors would never afflict him. Had they possessed his divine strength, then there would have likely been far more dead Frenchmen at Agincourt.

Hold still.

Aim.

Fire.

The arrow flew, quietly whistling through the air before it slammed into the target. Not a bullseye, but it wasn't that bad of a shot. For someone whose archery history had really consisted of whatever opportunities had been provided to him on camps, at least.

He placed the bow back on the ground and stretched out his arms. The Briton wasn't really welcoming the need for daily practice. He understood perfectly why they needed to do so, but it would be a chore. Still, no point in grumbling over spilt milk.

"Wonder what they're talking about?" mused Rhodri quietly to himself, allowing his eyes to lazily wander over to the group of firearm users on the other end of the range.


Name:
Rhodri Ceredigion

Age:
16

Gender:
Male

Godly Parent:
Rhiannon

Description of Godly Parent:
A beautiful queen from the Otherworld in the Mabinogion, Rhiannon is an arrogant and powerful woman with the strength of a horse, an animal she is commonly associated with. She is featured prominently in the First and Third Branches of the text, as the consort of Pwyll, the Prince of Dyfed, and a "goddess of sovereignty". The hero, Pryderi, is her son.

Appearance:
A handsome redhead standing at a height of five foot ten, Rhodri takes after his legendary mother in beauty, possessing a well-defined and powerful physique that, had he been of Greek extraction, brought about comparisons to Adonis himself. It is a beauty that he is not beyond flaunting, frequently forgetting to button up the shirts he dons and allowing his chest to be in full view of any who wish to ogle him. He does not mind, after all, for he is proud in his appearance, whether it be his sharp jaw, pretty face and energetic emerald eyes or the athleticism of his body. A bracelet hangs from his left wrist, featuring what appears to be cutesy-looking white stallion.

Skills/Powers/Weapons:
As a son of Rhiannon, Rhodri possesses powers associated with his godly mother. He has incredible strength and stamina, capable of carrying a great amount on his back for long distances as if he was a beast of burden, and can command and speak to equines. Thanks to the mystical powers of the Three Birds of Rhiannon, he also holds the ability to lull the living into a state of sleep, as well as the opposite, which provides him the power to "wake the dead".

Despite his youth and looks, the Briton is a surprisingly experienced hand-to-hand fighter, leveraging his naturally immense strength against those who seek to combat him. He also happens to be a good homemaker, having developed the skills through burdening himself with assisting his human father with cooking, cleaning and in general caring for his younger half-siblings. Rhodri is also relatively charismatic, making use of his looks on a number of occasions to influence others.

Strengths/Weaknesses:
Having inherited the strength and beauty of his mother, Rhodri can be especially dangerous if he leverages his talents well, and is an absolute pain to fight in close-quarters, where his stamina and power allow him to fight on a high level. Coupled with his ability to send people to sleep (though a power limited by range), few have been able to approach him. However, from a distance he cannot bring his full force to bear, nor can he induce sleep in his foes. His necromantic abilities, though seemingly powerful, do not afford him any control whatsoever over the creatures he raises, and so is at risk himself from the danger.

Other:
Rhodri has three, younger half-siblings, and lives with his single father in Gloucester.


Name:
Rhodri Ceredigion

Age:
16

Gender:
Male

Godly Parent:
Rhiannon

Description of Godly Parent:
A beautiful queen from the Otherworld in the Mabinogion, Rhiannon is an arrogant and powerful woman with the strength of a horse, an animal she is commonly associated with. She is featured prominently in the First and Third Branches of the text, as the consort of Pwyll, the Prince of Dyfed, and a "goddess of sovereignty". The hero, Pryderi, is her son.

Appearance:
A handsome redhead standing at a height of five foot ten, Rhodri takes after his legendary mother in beauty, possessing a well-defined and powerful physique that, had he been of Greek extraction, brought about comparisons to Adonis himself. It is a beauty that he is not beyond flaunting, frequently forgetting to button up the shirts he dons and allowing his chest to be in full view of any who wish to ogle him. He does not mind, after all, for he is proud in his appearance, whether it be his sharp jaw, pretty face and energetic emerald eyes or the athleticism of his body. A bracelet hangs from his left wrist, featuring what appears to be cutesy-looking white stallion.

Skills/Powers/Weapons:
As a son of Rhiannon, Rhodri possesses powers associated with his godly mother. He has incredible strength and stamina, capable of carrying a great amount on his back for long distances as if he was a beast of burden, and can command and speak to equines. Thanks to the mystical powers of the Three Birds of Rhiannon, he also holds the ability to lull the living into a state of sleep, as well as the opposite, which provides him the power to "wake the dead".

Despite his youth and looks, the Briton is a surprisingly experienced hand-to-hand fighter, leveraging his naturally immense strength against those who seek to combat him. He also happens to be a good homemaker, having developed the skills through burdening himself with assisting his human father with cooking, cleaning and in general caring for his younger half-siblings. Rhodri is also relatively charismatic, making use of his looks on a number of occasions to influence others.

Strengths/Weaknesses:
Having inherited the strength and beauty of his mother, Rhodri can be especially dangerous if he leverages his talents well, and is an absolute pain to fight in close-quarters, where his stamina and power allow him to fight on a high level. Coupled with his ability to send people to sleep (though a power limited by range), few have been able to approach him. However, from a distance he cannot bring his full force to bear, nor can he induce sleep in his foes. His necromantic abilities, though seemingly powerful, do not afford him any control whatsoever over the creatures he raises, and so is at risk himself from the danger.

Other:
Rhodri has three, younger half-siblings, and lives with his single father in Gloucester.
@Vishtaspa ... I'm not quite sure what you mean. Could you elaborate, please?

To everyone else, thank you for your interest~


I have noted that most of the deities involved appear to be from extinct pantheons. As such, what of non-polytheistic, extinct faiths such as Zun worshippers of the Afghani Zunbils or the Hephthalites? Are the gods limited to extinct pantheons as well? Levantine and Mediterranean pantheons?
I shall attempt to provide a profile as soon as possible.
What are the restrictions on monotheistic pantheons?
I would be interested in this game.
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