⍚ Persephone ⥥ 18 ⥥ Female ⥥ Homosexual ⍚
"Sins cannot be undone, only forgiven."
who do you think you are, ha ha ha bless your soul you really think you're in control?
𝔐y 𝔐ortal ℭ𝔬𝔦𝔩
[ ⍚ ] A P P E A R A N C E
"Persephone, or Phe (pronounced Fee) as she likes to be called stands around five feet and nine inches which is accented by her typically excellent posture. She has snow white hair and sharply green eyes that tend to really pop out due to her pale complexion, choice outfits, and stark hair. She has an athletic physique often complimented by her outfits which often leave parts of her midriff exposed along with her shoulders, waist and arms. She has very visible muscle definition on her arms, calves and abdomen. Phe has a very narrow facial structure that has left her with a rough case of R.B.I., but her typically warm body language. Many people who meet her immediately notice the fact that he white hair is almost mane-like reaching all the way to her lower back and over falling over onto her shoulders.
While Phe does have an athletic build, she has very small hands and fingers. Delicate even. She is known to be quite adept with them, easily able to roll a coin over her fingers, spin an arrow around her wrist and in her hands and other various forms of fidgeting that are common to her. Most of Phe’s outfits are well put together. She is often seen wearing form fitting pants or shorts with a loose shirt in order to keep comfortable. She typically finds herself doing something of an updo with her hair because when you have as much as Phe does, it can be nice to not have to worry about it hitting you in the face at the slightest breeze.
Persephone’s curse is in the form of a tattoo, or rather birthmark, it is something that changes with the era she finds herself in. In every era it is below her skin and permanently unreachable. Currently it looks like tribal pain on her ankle in the shape of a Lion. Once literacy is more common and so forth it begins with the word Superbia, which is found on her ankle. This is permanently there, however it starts very small. As the curse consumes her life force, it grows to fit her entire calf, with more tattoos appearing along with it. Flowers, waves, tears, stars. Many things begin to consume her, but the most notable are the following seven words, or symbols once more depending on the era: “Luxuria, Gula, Avartia, Acedia, Ira, Invidia, and finally Superbia are the symbols. While the Snake, Pig, Frog, Goat, Bear, Dog and Lion are the symbols during Tribal eras and time periods. Superbia (Lion) and Ira (Bear) taking her legs, Invidia (Dog) and Acedia (Goat) her arms, Gula (Pig) her stomach and Luxuria (Snake) her throat. When she is fully consumed, she will be fully consumed with the sins she bears for everyone. With minor usage, only the seven words appear or animals, the rest of her life force being drained is what brings all of the surrounding art, as it were."
While Phe does have an athletic build, she has very small hands and fingers. Delicate even. She is known to be quite adept with them, easily able to roll a coin over her fingers, spin an arrow around her wrist and in her hands and other various forms of fidgeting that are common to her. Most of Phe’s outfits are well put together. She is often seen wearing form fitting pants or shorts with a loose shirt in order to keep comfortable. She typically finds herself doing something of an updo with her hair because when you have as much as Phe does, it can be nice to not have to worry about it hitting you in the face at the slightest breeze.
Persephone’s curse is in the form of a tattoo, or rather birthmark, it is something that changes with the era she finds herself in. In every era it is below her skin and permanently unreachable. Currently it looks like tribal pain on her ankle in the shape of a Lion. Once literacy is more common and so forth it begins with the word Superbia, which is found on her ankle. This is permanently there, however it starts very small. As the curse consumes her life force, it grows to fit her entire calf, with more tattoos appearing along with it. Flowers, waves, tears, stars. Many things begin to consume her, but the most notable are the following seven words, or symbols once more depending on the era: “Luxuria, Gula, Avartia, Acedia, Ira, Invidia, and finally Superbia are the symbols. While the Snake, Pig, Frog, Goat, Bear, Dog and Lion are the symbols during Tribal eras and time periods. Superbia (Lion) and Ira (Bear) taking her legs, Invidia (Dog) and Acedia (Goat) her arms, Gula (Pig) her stomach and Luxuria (Snake) her throat. When she is fully consumed, she will be fully consumed with the sins she bears for everyone. With minor usage, only the seven words appear or animals, the rest of her life force being drained is what brings all of the surrounding art, as it were."
[ ⍚ ] P E R S O N A L I T Y
"Phe is a tough nut to crack. She is both calculating and accepting, guarded and trusting. She is often two sides of the same coin at once. She is eager to help people, but always watching for those who may hurt her or those she loves. However, she is not taske dwiththe forgiveness of others to be ironic. She is an incredibly forgiving person, but not naively. She will assess the person, the situation, what they are apologizing for. Gauge the situation. If she believes that someone is speaking the truth, then she shall forgive them. Be it the first or fifteenth time she has done so. She is an understanding person at heart and truly does love to help people.
That being said, Phe is a bit… Blunt. She can be somewhat piercing with her question and has a tough time understanding people hiding things. This has caused a schism in her personal relationship over time. As Phe is not really concerned with being embarrassed or shy, she is a very forward thinking person who has little time for people telling her what to do. Which is why she isn’t the best in groups that she doesn’t lead. When she is a leader of a group she is an effective one. She can delegate well, and to an extent she can follow orders well. What makes her a bad follower is her inability to not chime in. She has a hard time not giving someone her two cents, even if said two cents may be wrong, uncalled for or not even asked for.
Being a deity of sin many people think presume her to be something of a demon. Some follow creature attempting to sway the hearts and minds of good people. However her title as goddess of sin and forgiveness go hand in hand. She exemplifies every sin that has been named, however she does so in a very human way and believes that the root of those sins is human emotion. Something she values very highly. She may drink, smoke, lay with others at different points, but it is all a part of her attempting to figure out who and what she is. Where she is going. Where she has been. It is something that both pleases her to no end and disgusts her infinitely. She is something of a walking paradox, and it’s something she forgives herself for."
That being said, Phe is a bit… Blunt. She can be somewhat piercing with her question and has a tough time understanding people hiding things. This has caused a schism in her personal relationship over time. As Phe is not really concerned with being embarrassed or shy, she is a very forward thinking person who has little time for people telling her what to do. Which is why she isn’t the best in groups that she doesn’t lead. When she is a leader of a group she is an effective one. She can delegate well, and to an extent she can follow orders well. What makes her a bad follower is her inability to not chime in. She has a hard time not giving someone her two cents, even if said two cents may be wrong, uncalled for or not even asked for.
Being a deity of sin many people think presume her to be something of a demon. Some follow creature attempting to sway the hearts and minds of good people. However her title as goddess of sin and forgiveness go hand in hand. She exemplifies every sin that has been named, however she does so in a very human way and believes that the root of those sins is human emotion. Something she values very highly. She may drink, smoke, lay with others at different points, but it is all a part of her attempting to figure out who and what she is. Where she is going. Where she has been. It is something that both pleases her to no end and disgusts her infinitely. She is something of a walking paradox, and it’s something she forgives herself for."
[ ⍚ ] B I O G R A P H Y
Persephone was presumably born into a family. She never met her birth parents however, when she was old enough to begin forming memories she lived on a small farm, it was secluded in nature. She was raised with a sister, two brothers and her adoptive mother and father. They were as common folk as they came. They would tell her of when they found her floating nestled under a tree with a small card that was in her bassinet. It simply read; ‘forgive us’. So her new family did. They forgave her and raised her as one of their own. It was a very kind gesture indeed. They even gave her the name Persephone and the nickname Phe. While she was nice to them and very happy they had decided that day to adopt little baby Persephone, she was different. She was impersonal, non-emotional and very calm. A strange child to be sure.
But she was also caring. One day when her brother dislocated his shoulder after attempting to swing across a ravine she found him and hugged him tightly. Only ten at the time she told him quietly to breathe, and so he did. A quick jerk of her arm, a loud pop and his shoulder had returned to its natural resting spot. That was when she stared to get questioning looks from her family.
They would sometimes ask her to pick berries for dinner by herself, it started when she was only twelve years old. She would venture out into the forest and wonder if they would be back when she got home. She also assumed they thought a similar thought, because when she would return and they would still be there an air of tension would accompany her home. A tension that did not exist in the forest. It made her want to return to the forest, maybe even live there.
O, the irony.
On the return from hunting for a doe and gathering the usual herbs and berries, a 12 year old Persephone came home to find the barn on fire. She wanted to scream, run, hide. But she did none of those things. She simply continued caring the doe on her back and walked into her home. Her family, dead. The man responsible there.
His head was in his hands and he was muttering something incessantly. He looked up at her, she assumed he was to kill her.
“I’m so sorry.”
A crossroads. A hand on his chest, it pounded.
“I forgive you.”
She left him the doe.
Ever since she lived on her own in the forests keeping a low profile, helping those when she could. Persephone was eighteen now, and she had learned much about the world from the forests, more so she thinks than if she was in the dead center of it. Her ear was always kept on the ground, and it seemed a gathering of sorts was to transpire. She had never been to one yet, so she wished to follow through and see what it was like. Besides, she had heard of something called a 'coming of age ceremony'. She had never gotten one, which intrigued her. So she would investigate for herself.
Memories Retained: Ignore for now
But she was also caring. One day when her brother dislocated his shoulder after attempting to swing across a ravine she found him and hugged him tightly. Only ten at the time she told him quietly to breathe, and so he did. A quick jerk of her arm, a loud pop and his shoulder had returned to its natural resting spot. That was when she stared to get questioning looks from her family.
They would sometimes ask her to pick berries for dinner by herself, it started when she was only twelve years old. She would venture out into the forest and wonder if they would be back when she got home. She also assumed they thought a similar thought, because when she would return and they would still be there an air of tension would accompany her home. A tension that did not exist in the forest. It made her want to return to the forest, maybe even live there.
O, the irony.
On the return from hunting for a doe and gathering the usual herbs and berries, a 12 year old Persephone came home to find the barn on fire. She wanted to scream, run, hide. But she did none of those things. She simply continued caring the doe on her back and walked into her home. Her family, dead. The man responsible there.
His head was in his hands and he was muttering something incessantly. He looked up at her, she assumed he was to kill her.
“I’m so sorry.”
A crossroads. A hand on his chest, it pounded.
“I forgive you.”
She left him the doe.
Ever since she lived on her own in the forests keeping a low profile, helping those when she could. Persephone was eighteen now, and she had learned much about the world from the forests, more so she thinks than if she was in the dead center of it. Her ear was always kept on the ground, and it seemed a gathering of sorts was to transpire. She had never been to one yet, so she wished to follow through and see what it was like. Besides, she had heard of something called a 'coming of age ceremony'. She had never gotten one, which intrigued her. So she would investigate for herself.
Memories Retained: Ignore for now
𝔐y ℑmmortal 𝔖𝔬𝔲𝔩
⍚ Aurea ⥥ Sin, Forgiveness, Resolutions ⥥ Female ⥥ Homosexual ⍚
“We may be able to decide what shall be done and what has to be done.
But at the end of the day.
One must be a fool to assume they have even the slightest amount of control.
For this reason alone, you must forgive yourself.
Fight not to kill.
But to live.”
[ ⍚ ] GO D L Y A P P E A R A N C E
Aurea stands at an Amazonian seven feet and eight inches, her athletic build much clearer than when she is a human woman. She is the epitome of physical strength, and yet in this form she looks to be much more forgiving and kind. She has a warmth about her that is not present when she is a human. Speaking slowly, softly and concisely she is often heralded as a goddess of beauty. She is adorned with a silk white robe that is nearly impossible to distinguish with her silk white hair that flows just like her robe. But she also has beautiful golden armor that adorns her, it shines as if it is constantly in the light of the evening sun. She has a voice that is somehow both soothing and booming. That demands attention and gives it with every word. Other than that she is vaguely human looking, but still somewhat like an angelic figure.
[ ⍚ ] K N O W N F O R
Being the goddess of Sin and Forgiveness, many people think of Aurea in different ways. Some, see her as a two-faced demon who simply preys on the weak of heart denying them the salvation they seek so desperately. But some view her as an all-mother of humanity of sorts. A goddess whose love for humanity will always allow her to forgive them and aid them in their finest and darkest moments. Both are somewhat true, but neither are fully accurate either. She serves as a final word of sorts. The final decision maker as to whether or not you should truly be saved or not. She is both a doomsayer of humanity, and its salvation.
[ ⍚ ] F O R M A T I V E M O M E N T S I N H I S T O R Y
There is one story of Aurea that sticks out among others that float on the lips of her followers. It is a story of redemption and forgiveness. A story about all of humanities struggle to do what is right, and recognize what is wrong. A story about a simple baker. The baker was not always a baker, however. He was once a soldier who fought in a war he did not believe in. He killed many because he felt it was the easiest way to make a living, he was very good at what he did. This soldier met a woman whom he grew to love dearly, though she did not seem all that interested in him. Fore she had many suitors who would one day propose, she would not choose the first soldier to become stricken with her.
One day this woman, the noble’s daughter, was walking into town. Her intention that day was to buy a loaf of bread. What she had not planned on was meeting the soldier once more, who was now a baker. The baker introduced himself, recalling a time when he was young and naïve. She informed him that she was now married, her marital status sealed, but he simply laughed and handed her the bread she had ordered. He was happy for her. Which left her wholly discontent. She began to visit the baker more often.
First at his bakery, finally in his chambers.
They soon bore a child together, which infuriated her husband so much so that he was launched into a fit of rage, slaughtering her. His intention was not to stop at the child, however for some reason, he did. He put the child in a cradle and left it at the edge of the woods, with a small note. ‘Forgive me.’ It read.
Once the baker found out what had happened he grew consumed by wrath, calling upon the goddess Aurea for judgement and justice. She answered him.
“O goddess, please slay this foul man whom hast thought to control a woman so that he hath claimed her life and the life of my child.”
The goddess regarded the baker, fully and completely, and then responded.
“You are no baker, young soldier. It was not so long ago that you slew the youth of another nation because it was easy. I promise you this, what he did was not easy, nor did he take the life of your child. Instead I shall forgive you both. Him, for acting when he was lovelorn, you for acting without humanity at all. For both of your beloved’s.”
Aurea was tricked by the dark gods in a somewhat humiliating fashion. The goddesss of Sin, Forgiveness and Memory could not answer the simplest question. What if you cannot forgive your starkissed? What if the crime they commit is more terrible than any you have managed to judge thus far? This was the gateway to her being confined within the mortal body that now traps her soul. Have they really robbed her and many others of their forgiveness?
One day this woman, the noble’s daughter, was walking into town. Her intention that day was to buy a loaf of bread. What she had not planned on was meeting the soldier once more, who was now a baker. The baker introduced himself, recalling a time when he was young and naïve. She informed him that she was now married, her marital status sealed, but he simply laughed and handed her the bread she had ordered. He was happy for her. Which left her wholly discontent. She began to visit the baker more often.
First at his bakery, finally in his chambers.
They soon bore a child together, which infuriated her husband so much so that he was launched into a fit of rage, slaughtering her. His intention was not to stop at the child, however for some reason, he did. He put the child in a cradle and left it at the edge of the woods, with a small note. ‘Forgive me.’ It read.
Once the baker found out what had happened he grew consumed by wrath, calling upon the goddess Aurea for judgement and justice. She answered him.
“O goddess, please slay this foul man whom hast thought to control a woman so that he hath claimed her life and the life of my child.”
The goddess regarded the baker, fully and completely, and then responded.
“You are no baker, young soldier. It was not so long ago that you slew the youth of another nation because it was easy. I promise you this, what he did was not easy, nor did he take the life of your child. Instead I shall forgive you both. Him, for acting when he was lovelorn, you for acting without humanity at all. For both of your beloved’s.”
Aurea was tricked by the dark gods in a somewhat humiliating fashion. The goddesss of Sin, Forgiveness and Memory could not answer the simplest question. What if you cannot forgive your starkissed? What if the crime they commit is more terrible than any you have managed to judge thus far? This was the gateway to her being confined within the mortal body that now traps her soul. Have they really robbed her and many others of their forgiveness?
𝔐y 𝔊ifts 𝔚𝔦𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫
[ ⍚ ] S K I L L S E T
Three General skills to start and up to two combat abilities. Due to the setting you may also have 1 Survival ability.
- Embrace Persephone is incredibly empathetic, due in part to being a goddess of forgiveness. She has an incredible ability to sense the emotions of others and read them as if they were words written on the foreheads of people. She can easily predict the flow of conversations and social cues, even giving her a small leg up in being surprised by someone who is looking to surprise or attack her.
- Sketch Phe is able to commit thoughts and images to memory after only the briefest encounter with them. Never forgetting a name or a face without purpose. But this can be translated even to painting a massive canyon down to the slightest detail after only seeing it for a brief minute.
- Gula A nearly useless ability, Persephone is able to indulge a nearly limitless amount of food and drink without having an effect on her physique. Making it all too easy to keep in shape as long as she exercises regularly. In this way it also very difficult to poison or drug her.
- Speak Persephone having spent as much time as she did in the forest growing up has grown very accustomed to the ways of animals and has gotten into a harmonious relationship with them. She is safely able to approach and befriend many creatures that would typically be hostile towards humans. Even having them help her hunt.
- Scout After so many years of living in the forest Phe is an incredible hunter/gatherer having kept herself fed for the past six years without almost any help.
- Kill Persephone has become one with her bow. She is easily capable of shooting someone with an arrow while they're running, as this is the practice she has received from surviving all these yeras and having to hunt to eat.
[ ⍚ ] A B I L I T I E S
These will unlock as we continue.
Life Force: 15/15
Luxuria et Avarita: Weakest Ability
Perhaps the most common sins. We all have shown them in some sense or another, whether the cause be virtuous or not. Do not let them consume you.
Luxury: Persephone can impose a hyper focus on someone, making them forget other matters of importance.
Covet: Persephone can take a memory that is still in short-term memory from someone by placing her hand on their temple. However, if the target realizes their memory is gone they will begin to set themselves straight.
Disassemble: By placing a hand on the shoulder of a target, Persephone can force someone to give up something they hold dear to their heart. They can regain focus on said thing, but it would take time and incredible willpower.
Covet: Persephone can take a memory that is still in short-term memory from someone by placing her hand on their temple. However, if the target realizes their memory is gone they will begin to set themselves straight.
Disassemble: By placing a hand on the shoulder of a target, Persephone can force someone to give up something they hold dear to their heart. They can regain focus on said thing, but it would take time and incredible willpower.
Invidia et Acedia: Moderate Ability
The lack of drive to accomplish the goals you loathe others accomplishing. It is difficult to be virtuous when inactive. Yet inaction is an important action that must be taken.
Sleep: As long as Persephone can catch someone's eyes she can force them into a nightmare of sorts. They will face a memory they do not want to face, a past action perhaps. Afterwards they will be given a glimpse of their happiest memory, but will not be allowed to complete. This can trap someone for up to an hour.
Laud: Persephone can force someone to become obsessed with something. In the middle of a fight becoming obssessed with Phe's left arm could prove rather deadly, considering her fightin' arm is her right.
Industria et Humanitas: Persephone can inspire a small nation to become better people. Essentially forgiving them for their sins and imbuing them with kindness and diligence. While it may not be as useful in a fight, she can set a village straight with this ability. Making it incredibly powerful.
Laud: Persephone can force someone to become obsessed with something. In the middle of a fight becoming obssessed with Phe's left arm could prove rather deadly, considering her fightin' arm is her right.
Industria et Humanitas: Persephone can inspire a small nation to become better people. Essentially forgiving them for their sins and imbuing them with kindness and diligence. While it may not be as useful in a fight, she can set a village straight with this ability. Making it incredibly powerful.
Ira et Superbia: Strongest Ability
Once you have forgiven yourself, it will be my turn. I will forgive your final and ultimate sin, and you will soar higher than ever before, or you will plummet.
Recompense: Placing a hand on a target's heart, Persephone releases the pain of the many sins she bears as goddess of sin. She unleashes them on the target causing them to feel every single ounce of pain they have caused throughout their existence.
Indulge: Embracing the sins of Pride and Wrath, Persephone enters a state in which she loses her empathy and forgiving nature, instead becoming cold, calculating and deadly. The longer she is in this state the more damage it does to both her psyche and her physical body. She is able to analyze a combatant almost instantly, however, and her physical abilities increase to a huge extent removing the limiters a physical body would place on force used by her. It is difficult, but not impossible for Persephone to survive after usage of this ability. Whoever she is fighting will most likely not.
Pandora's Box: While this will kill Persephone, she can use this ability in one of two ways. She can take the sins of a nation upon herself and die with them. Killing her and the sins and negative thoughts and memories of an entire country. Truly creating a race of people that couldn't do anything but succeed. However, there is another way in which she can use this ability, quite the opposite. Unleashing everything she has stored over the years, every sin she has forgiven she could very well start a world war. However, perhaps more interestingly she could choose to simply target one individual to feel the sins of all of history itself. Mentally killing them.
Indulge: Embracing the sins of Pride and Wrath, Persephone enters a state in which she loses her empathy and forgiving nature, instead becoming cold, calculating and deadly. The longer she is in this state the more damage it does to both her psyche and her physical body. She is able to analyze a combatant almost instantly, however, and her physical abilities increase to a huge extent removing the limiters a physical body would place on force used by her. It is difficult, but not impossible for Persephone to survive after usage of this ability. Whoever she is fighting will most likely not.
Pandora's Box: While this will kill Persephone, she can use this ability in one of two ways. She can take the sins of a nation upon herself and die with them. Killing her and the sins and negative thoughts and memories of an entire country. Truly creating a race of people that couldn't do anything but succeed. However, there is another way in which she can use this ability, quite the opposite. Unleashing everything she has stored over the years, every sin she has forgiven she could very well start a world war. However, perhaps more interestingly she could choose to simply target one individual to feel the sins of all of history itself. Mentally killing them.
[ ⍚ ] I N V E N T O R Y
A hunting bow and approximately fifteen arrows.
A small carving knife
Basic leather clothing
[ ⍚ ] O T H E R
Colour Code: Color=#32645b.
Phe is a huge fan of deer meat and is a sucker for home grown vegetables.
Her favourite weather pattern is misty rain.
She enjoys forests more than anything else.
When she is nervous she attempts to fix her hair.
When she doubts herself she purses her lips.
She has a habit of humming when she is skinning an animal.
Phe restrings her bow every morning.
Persephone will never admit it but she is a big cuddler.
She finds that whenever someone yawns around her she yawns as well.
Her adoptive clan was the Roamwyn's. However, now she is currently traveling.
[ ⍚ ] R E L A T I O N S H I P S
Will you participate in the Relationship Assignment?: Sure thing!
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