[hider= Gaia / Akua / Nature, Life, and Betrayal][center]

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[color=#dda0dd]⍚ Gaia [/color]  ⥥  [color=#9f8170]20[/color]  ⥥  [color=#dda0dd] Female [/color]⥥  [color=#9f8170] Bisexual ⍚ [/color] [h3][color=#9f8170] “Since the beginning of time, I believe only humanity was truly wild."[/color][/h3]
[i][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vSkb0kDacjs&ab_channel=WOODKID]“ The forest that once was green
Was colored black by those killing machines
But she and her furry friends
Took down the queen bee and her men
And that's how the story goes,
The story of the beast with those four dirty paws”[/url][/i][/center]
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[ ⍚ ] [b][color=#dda0dd][b]A[/b][/color][sub][color=#9f8170] P P E A R A N C E[/color][/sub][/b][hr]

[indent][color=cccccc]"Gaia is a hunter. She often wears furs and can be picked out of a crowd by her pale blonde hair and her tribal markings that cover her face. She is a member of the Longear tribe and as such sports some of the features notable to the tribe. An example of this is her formidable jawline. She stands at around six feet and three inches making her incredibly tall for a woman her age and has a toned body. She has to, as she is the champion of the Longear tribe. 

Among her notable traits, Gaia’s voice may stand even above her prowess in combat. She is noted by many in the tribe to be an absolutely lovely singer, even those from other tribes may’ve heard of her voice. It is prolific. Often times it is a simple beautiful tone that resonates like a ripple of water across a silent pond. However, as far as notable traits go her combat prowess has left her with an absolutely fit body. She is easily able to topple an Elk should she tackle it and it shows as she looks almost Amazonian. 

Gaia has small features. A freckled face a small nose and small beady eyes. The freckles on her face cover the top half more prominently, her forehead is almost entirely dominated by the pigmentation. Her pale blonde hair is also unruly, much like the Longear tribe in general. It is pushed back over her head and descends past both of her shoulders with ease. When she is preparing for single combat or a tournament perhaps, she ties her hair into a single braid that nearly descends her entire spine.

Gaia’s posture could be better, she often sits with her feet resting on the table and has little consideration of formality. However, when she respects someone enough to behave, she will. During a fight Gaia is at her perfect center. She is perfectly calm, prepared and calculating. Which can be intimidating when she is facing someone in single combat. Her eyes grow heavy with analysis and her breath slows almost to a halt. She is truly a force to be reckoned with and it is clear to see from a simple glance.

Gaia’s mark is by all means, beautiful. But it is very pronounced. It starts at her spine in a beautiful swirling, winding tree trunk. But soon after the roots begin to take place. It is a brown mark, somewhat faded and muted in colour. Once the roots begin to take place they appear over [i]all[/i] of her veins. Twisting and turning over her legs, arms, stomach, neck and even face. By the time the mark has fully consumed Gaia she has less of her typically pale skin colour than she does the roots on her skin. Her eyes seem to glow a faint white light and her skin cracks like tree bark." [/color][/indent]
[ ⍚ ] [b][color=#dda0dd][b]P[/b][/color][sub][color=#9f8170] E R S O N A L I T Y[/color][/sub][/b][hr]

[indent][color=cccccc]"Gaia is quiet, but incredibly inquisitive. She has always been curious. From when she first saw two men drunkenly fighting when she was five and they were drunk. She began to mirror their movements before a Longear tribe warrior got a hold of her and showed her true form. Ever since she has been obsessed with combat, as she often times has trouble connecting with others. She has never had problems connecting with those she fights however. She seems to gain a deeper understanding of others when she clashes with them. 

Outside of combat Gaia wishes to be useful among other things. She has always sought acceptance from others and often times can be found keeping busy when the tribe has made camp, even on the longest journey. She can go from protecting the vanguard during a long walk to hunting all night to feed the young children and elderly in the morning. This is actually one of Gaia’s chief faults. She runs her body dry of energy and sleep deprivation often and tends to fall asleep for obscene amounts of time when she returns from things like a three day hunt. It has been especially noted by the Longear tribe chieftain and his sons. As their champion Gaia feels a sense of duty that she would never allow to come second in anything. She is their sword and more importantly their sword arm. She fights for them.

Gaia has an issue when it comes to not burning bridges, as well. As she is often times unaware of when she completely offends someone. As such, she does not apologize often. Not out of a sense of pride or something along those lines, rather she simply does not understand when an apology would be appreciated.

Gaia’s morals are fast and loose. She understands the way in which the world works and does not have a problem with it. She is aware of slavery, death, children disappearing and understands that this is part of a cycle. She simply does not view herself with autonomy enough to care about these things. Should her chieftain tell her to kill a man for his crimes against the Longear tribe she would. She however, does wish for most men and women to have a fair trial. Whether that be with a group of judges or simply a trial by combat. All should have the opportunity to have it. She, however, does not believe in any kind of belief system. She just simply never had an affinity for thanking anyone but the hunter for the meal on her table. It was how she was raised and will be how she thinks when she dies.

While Gaia has never had a lover in the sense of the word, she is not the type to play it cool. When approached with an emotional attachment to someone it cracks her demeanor and thought structure like nothing else. Her greatest weakness as person is her heart as she cannot conquer it. It may be the only thing she has no chance of besting.”[/color][/indent]

[ ⍚ ] [b][color=#dda0dd][b]B[/b][/color][sub][color=#9f8170] I O G R A P H Y[/color][/sub][/b] [hr]

[indent] “Gaia was raised by a single mother in the Longear Tribe. Shortly after impregnating her mother, her father was felled by a boar tusk to the side of his throat while hunting elk. She never knew him, but she would learn of him in the coming years. She was told of his valor by her mother, but primarily she was told of his foolhardy nature. She was told to never repeat that type of behavior.

The first time Gaia’s upbringing was brought into question was when she was found by the Chieftain alone in the woods surrounded by a pack of wolves and a bear. She was only five at the time but the animals stood calmly as she massaged their mouths and pet them as a five year old would. They allowed the chieftain to take her from them and a jury was called to determine whether or not her mother could be deemed well enough to raise the girl alone. The deliberation took many days. 

On the eve of the first night two of the jurors got into a fight. It was a fight that Gaia, the inquisitive little five year old witnessed. And ever since, she had become obsessed with combat. She began her training in basic self-defense the next year. Her mother had lost custody of her child and instead Gaia was raised by a warrior of the Longear Tribe and his wife, who was an incredibly talented weaver. Together they taught Gaia many things, and much to her adoptive mother’s chagrin fighting was the chief profession she found herself fascinated by.

She was only nine years old when she first bested an opponent. She sparred against the other boys’ who were sons of the warriors in the tribe and she often lost. But she always learned something from a loss. And soon, she begun rarely losing. 

By the time Gaia had turned fifteen she was easily the most competent young fighter, committing her every waking moment to it. She would complete any chores set up by her mother and immediately begin fighting anyone she could. It was by the brisk age of sixteen she could regularly defeat the other warriors and she became one herself.

Her mother and father had never looked more sullen and proud during the ceremony.

Only three years later and she got to fight to become the tribe’s champion. It was inevitable at that point. As such, she became the sword arm of the tribe and the Chieftain’s family. She hunted, gathered, and killed for them.

[color=#dda0dd][b]Memories Retained:[/b][/color] [color=cccccc]Ignore for now[/color]
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[color=#dda0dd]⍚ Akua[/color]  ⥥  [color=#9f8170]Nature, Life, and Betrayal [/color]   ⥥  [color=#dda0dd] Female  [/color]⥥  [color=#9f8170] Bisexual ⍚ [/color][/center]

[color=#9f8170][h3][quote=Stórslys] “Like a mother bending over her baby,
Kneeled down in the dust
Toiling over a lump of clay
Till she shaped it in her own image;

Then into it she blew the breath of the wild, will and life
And man became a living soul.” [/quote][/h3][/color]

[ ⍚ ] [b][color=#dda0dd][b]G[/b][/color][sub][color=#9f8170]O D L Y   A P P E A R A N C E[/color][/sub][/b][hr]

[indent][color=cccccc][color=cccccc] Akua (Pronounced Ahkwa) is a diminutive woman with fingers made black from the second knuckle down from dirt. She has windblown brown hair and pale grey skin. She also has sharp eyes. She is constantly surrounded by a plethora of animals including elk, bears, foxes, wolves, eagles, blue jays, and others. She has a beautiful and [url=http://pre12.deviantart.net/539d/th/pre/i/2017/158/f/6/ceremonial_by_wlop-dbby16x.jpg]ornate dress[/url] that is black and gold in appearance with small amber crystals along the back. She is small in stature standing only at five feet tall. Her voice when heard is fifteen voices at once all in perfect harmony with one another. Her eye colour is dependent on the season on Earth. [/color][/color][/indent]
[ ⍚ ] [b][color=#dda0dd][b]K[/b][/color][sub][color=#9f8170] N O W N   F O R[/color][/sub][/b][hr]

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- The Goddess of creation, life, and the origin point of living things. 
- The creator of the goddess’ of seasons, who are now a single entity known as Erilene
- The mother of all living things. When killing an animal it is a common superstition that one must use as much of it as possible to avoid wasting anything. 
- Her nature as the goddess of betrayal is due to humanity. As they began killing one another it was a title she shouldered as it was her burden to bear the sins of humanity as their creator.
- A goddess who is known to be constantly sad at the state of her creation. Who knew life was such a violent thing to create?
- By those who pray to her specifically, she is sometimes offered a prayer when one is about to eat an animal, as a thanks for providing food.
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[ ⍚ ] [b][color=#dda0dd][b]F[/b][/color][sub][color=#9f8170] O R M A T I V E   M O M E N T S   I N    H I S T O R Y[/color][/sub][/b]
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Something was missing. The world existed as it should. However, it felt… So empty. I did not want to create more gods or goddesses, they would have nothing to govern over. But I knew I could create. So I did. At first beings that were microscopic in nature, only the smallest speck of life. But then I saw before me infinite possibilities. I created creatures of all shapes and sizes. Some as large as an island and some as small as my pupil. I did this, until I filled the entire world. These creatures roamed the beautiful world, some in the ocean, some in the wind, some in the wilds.

But something was missing.

So I made one more creation. In my own image I sculpted man. Once again, I started small but soon there were thousands of them.

I loved them so much.

I was the goddess of nature, and life.

Until my creation turned against one another. 

I made sure that there was no intrinsic value in consuming man for another man. They would go mad if they tasted human flesh for too long and as such I felt safe. I found comfort where perhaps there shouldn’t have been any. Because there were two sisters. Ekahi and Elua. They found themselves possessed by the unholy desire to kill one another. And while Ekahi was sleeping Elua took a rock in her fist and caved her sister’s skull in. One life snuffed out. Elua was the first murderer suddenly I had one less mother.

I was brought before other gods to explain what I had created and what I had done. It was not liked nor accepted. I had made a creation with too much power and autonomy. They killed each other for no reason other than killing. It wasn’t hunting, nor was it nourishment, it was simply violence. I was forced to take the mantle of the goddess of betrayal. A story I carved into stone so that Elua and her descendants would know why I governed over their fallacy.  

But I knew that I had to remedy the problem. So my hands dug once more into the soil. I created four daughters of mine, not in blood or birth, nor marriage. Simply put I created four goddesses to govern over man. To govern over nature and the seasons. I had created and created until I had created too much. 

They were Suelia, goddess of the wilds. Born of spring’s blooming flowers. Tasked with rousing both flora and fauna from their winter’s sleep.

Nerine, goddess of birth. Born from summer’s warm rays. Tasked with bringing new young to life and nurture their growth.

Erilene, goddess of good harvests. Born from autumn’s colourful leaves. Tasked with nurturing the growth of plants and crops, so these can continue to nurture others. 

Rauri, goddess of respite. Born from winter’s dew. Tasked with watching over nature’s sleep during winter.

But, then too, my tainted hands could not create anything perfect. Soon Suelia, Nerine, and Rauri all perished only their sister Erilene survived the dark god’s awakening. Before Akua could truly discover what happened to her daughters the dark gods approached her too.	

Left with a hole in her heart when the dark gods came to cast Akua down from the heavens, she all but accepted it. She knew, at the very least, that should she become mortal she could die and rest in peace.” [/color][/indent]

[center][hr][hr][h1][color=#dda0dd]𝔐y 𝔊ifts 𝔚[i]𝔦𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫[/i][/color][/h1][hr][hr][/center]

[ ⍚ ] [b][color=#dda0dd][b]S[/b][/color][sub][color=#9f8170] K I L L S E T[/color][/sub][/b]
[hr][hr][i][color=cccccc]Three General skills to start and up to two combat abilities. Due to the setting you may also have 1 Survival ability.[/color][/i]

[list][*][color=#dda0dd]Rooted - General[/color] Gaia is incredibly aware of the weather around her, she reads the wind and is able to predict the weather pattern for the next twenty-four hours. She is incredibly perceptive of other signs as well such as animal migration, disturbance in Fauna or other natural indicators of destruction or imbalance.

[*][color=#9f8170]Champion - Combat[/color] Being the youngest champion of the Longear tribe since Artemis herself, Gaia is no push over. Her archery skills are some of the best of the entire clan and she is an incredible combatant that shows no signs of slowing down in growing.

[*][color=#dda0dd]Animal Handling - General (2 Skills combined into 1)[/color] Gaia ever since she was a child is incredibly in tuned with the Fauna of the world. When she was just five she was nearly adopted by a pack of wolves and a brown bear. She can soothe an animal into allowing her to get close and hunts in this fashion typically. Singing and drawing animals closer and killing them swiftly and painlessly. She is incredibly talented in handling animals and reading them and has even begun to train a small wolf pup named Hoa.

[*][color=#dda0dd]Hunting - Survival[/color]
See above

[*][color=#9f8170]Charismatic - General[/color] While Gaia does have difficult reading situations, she is very charismatic. This is primarily because of her fairly stunning appearance and talented nature. She is well known by most and her singing voice is particularly alluring she just seems to be ‘out of this world’ in a way. She also has a large amount of pull within the tribe itself. Greatly respected by its members as she has lived her life for the tribe.

[*][color=#dda0dd]Amazonian - Combat[/color] Gaia is in peak condition for a woman her age and size. She looks downright intimidating and she punches as strong and well as a full grown man, if not stronger. Due to the fact that she has grown to control her muscles with a fine tune that many cannot accomplish. She is often stronger than she is given credit for.
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[ ⍚ ] [b][color=#dda0dd][b]A[/b][/color][sub][color=#9f8170] B I L I T I E S[/color][/sub][/b][hr]
[i][color=cccccc]These will unlock as we continue.[/color][/i]

[color=#dda0dd][b]Life Force[/b][/color]: [color=cccccc]15/15[/color]

[color=#dda0dd][b]Yggdrasil : Weakest Abilities[/b][/color]
[color=cccccc][i]Everything, in perfect harmony, that is my dream.[/i][/color]
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[color=#9f8170]Nature's Minne:[/color] Gaia's singing voice sooths everyone who hears it. Passively, a simple whistled tune can even help someone drift off to sleep, at most if she were to actively sing during combat she could cause an opponent to overlook something, being lulled into a sense of security

[color=#9f8170]:Life's Kiss[/color] Gaia rooting herself into life itself, can kiss someone and cure and light wound that may be present on them. The kiss must be sustained for five seconds to take effect, however.[/indent]

[color=#9f8170]Blessing of the Earth:[/color] Gaia can give herself or another a much higher roll as far as animal handling and soothing animals by utilising this ability. It is a blessing that must be cast before the aforementioned roll however.

[color=#dda0dd][b]The Stream of Life: Moderate Ability[/b][/color]
[color=cccccc][i]Even a mountain in the way of a stream will be worn down and filled with holes, all the small stream needs is time.[/i][/color]
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[color=#9f8170]Breath of the Wild:[/color] Gaia is able to withstand any and all exposure. She still needs oxygen, water, and food to survive but no temperature can affect her in this state save for immediately adverse effects like fire on the skin and plunging herself well below sub-zero temperatures, this can last from sunrise to sunrise. 

[color=#9f8170]Refulgent Creation:[/color] Gaia can summon to her side up to three animals that are native to the area she is in. She does this by imbuing her life force into the area she in and the beings are created. These animals are loyal to Gaia and can follow basic commands.

[color=#9f8170]Cain:[/color] Remembering the moment she felt betrayal for the first time, Gaia whispers a phrase into the ear of a target. That person will then distrust whosoever was named. A full name is required and while they will deeply distrust that person, what happens afterwards is left completely up to whoever is affected by this ability. They cannot immediately shake off their distrust, however.[/indent] 

[color=#dda0dd]Genesis: Strongest Ability[/color]
[color=cccccc][i]Life is not beautiful, or pure, because it lasts. It is beautiful because you get to [i]experience[/i] it.[/i][/color]
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[color=#9f8170]Burden of the Daughter:[/color] Gaia gains limitless strength. However, this only applies to burdens. She can carry any weight, lift any weight, receive any weight, but she can't simply punch with infinite strength - even though she could lift a tree from the Earth and carry any amount of weight. She can also not swing something that is massively heavy as if it were a simple baseball bat. However, she can move it fairly effortlessly while this ability is active. If something is thrown with this ability it will drop immediately. 

[color=#9f8170]Tears of the Mother:[/color] Using this ability Gaia's tears can bring forth entire lake's worth of water. As soon as the tear hits the ground it expands rapidly creating an entire lakebed. Anyone caught within this radius is under immense threat of being dragged beneath the surface by the ensuing rapid filling of the lake and thrown about by the current.

[color=#9f8170]Soul of the Creator:[/color] [i][color=cccccc] Placing a single fingertip into the earth Gaia creates gigantic fauna and flora sprouting forth creating a forest unlike any other. Pure unbridled creation, even mythical creatures can be born from this forest.

 However, upon its creation the earth is riddled with these gigiantic roots and anyone in the surrounding area will be pulled into the earth by these gigantic roots, killing them. This ability will leave a forest that could survive thousands of years. Covering a massive area. The lethal range of this ability is, however, only in a two hundred foot radius around Gaia, including, of course Gaia herself. It should be mentioned that while the lethal range of this ability is two hundred metres, the forest itself will grow to nearly 100 acres over time. Constantly expanding. [/color][/i][/indent]
[ ⍚ ] [b][color=#dda0dd][b]I[/b][/color][sub][color=#9f8170] N V E N T O R Y[/color][/sub][/b][hr]
[i][color=cccccc]A skinning knife
Bow and Arrows
A Tomahawk
Hoa a one year old Wolf
Small amount of currency
A sigil denoting Giaa as the champion of the Longear Tribe[/color][/i]

[ ⍚ ] [b][color=#dda0dd][b]O[/b][/color][sub][color=#9f8170] T H E R[/color][/sub][/b][hr]
[i][color=cccccc]Colour Code: other information.[/color][/i]

[ ⍚ ] [b][color=#dda0dd][b]R[/b][/color][sub][color=#9f8170] E L A T I O N S H I P S[/color][/sub][/b]
Awaiting RRA


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[hider= Persephone / Aurea / Sin, Forgiveness, Liberation][center]

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[color=#64323b]⍚ Persephone[/color]  ⥥  [color=#32645b]18[/color]  ⥥  [color=#64323b] Female [/color]⥥  [color=#32645b] Homosexual ⍚ [/color] [h3][color=#32645b]"Sins cannot be undone, only forgiven."[/color][/h3]
[i][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fzxag7U3Snk&ab_channel=DanielaAndrade]who do you think you are, ha ha ha bless your soul you really think you're in control?[/url][/i][/center]
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[ ⍚ ] [b][color=#64323b][b]A[/b][/color][sub][color=#32645b] P P E A R A N C E[/color][/sub][/b][hr]


[indent][color=cccccc]"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." [/color][/indent]
[ ⍚ ] [b][color=#64323b][b]P[/b][/color][sub][color=#32645b] E R S O N A L I T Y[/color][/sub][/b][hr]

[indent][color=cccccc]"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."[/color][/indent]

[ ⍚ ] [b][color=#64323b][b]B[/b][/color][sub][color=#32645b] I O G R A P H Y[/color][/sub][/b] [hr]

[indent]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. 


[color=#64323b][b]Memories Retained:[/b][/color] [color=cccccc]Ignore for now[/color]
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[center][hr][hr][h1][color=#64323b]𝔐y ℑmmortal 𝔖[i]𝔬𝔲𝔩[/i][/color][/h1][hr][hr]
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[color=#64323b]⍚ Aurea[/color]  ⥥  [color=#32645b]Sin, Forgiveness, Resolutions[/color]   ⥥  [color=#64323b] Female  [/color]⥥  [color=#32645b] Homosexual ⍚ [/color][/center]

[color=#32645b][h3][quote=Aurea] “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.” [/quote][/h3][/color]

[ ⍚ ] [b][color=#64323b][b]G[/b][/color][sub][color=#32645b]O D L Y   A P P E A R A N C E[/color][/sub][/b][hr]

[indent][color=cccccc][color=cccccc]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.[/color][/color][/indent]
[ ⍚ ] [b][color=#64323b][b]K[/b][/color][sub][color=#32645b] N O W N   F O R[/color][/sub][/b][hr]

[indent][color=cccccc]Being the goddess of Sin [i]and[/i] 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.[/color][/indent]
[ ⍚ ] [b][color=#64323b][b]F[/b][/color][sub][color=#32645b] O R M A T I V E   M O M E N T S   I N    H I S T O R Y[/color][/sub][/b]
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[indent][color=cccccc]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? [/color][/indent]

[center][hr][hr][h1][color=#64323b]𝔐y 𝔊ifts 𝔚[i]𝔦𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫[/i][/color][/h1][hr][hr][/center]

[ ⍚ ] [b][color=#64323b][b]S[/b][/color][sub][color=#32645b] K I L L S E T[/color][/sub][/b]
[hr][hr][i][color=cccccc]Three General skills to start and up to two combat abilities. Due to the setting you may also have 1 Survival ability.[/color][/i]

[list][*][color=#64323b]Embrace[/color] 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. 

[*][color=#32645b]Sketch[/color] 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.

[*][color=#64323b]Gula[/color] 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.[/list]

[list][*][color=#32645b]Speak[/color] 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.

[*][color=#64323b]Scout[/color] 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.

[*][color=#32645b]Kill[/color] 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. [/list]
[ ⍚ ] [b][color=#64323b][b]A[/b][/color][sub][color=#32645b] B I L I T I E S[/color][/sub][/b][hr]
[i][color=cccccc]These will unlock as we continue.[/color][/i]

[color=#64323b][b]Life Force[/b][/color]: [color=cccccc]15/15[/color]

[color=#64323b][b]Luxuria et Avarita: Weakest Ability[/b][/color]
[color=cccccc][i]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.[/i][/color]
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[color=#32645b]Luxury:[/color] Persephone can impose a hyper focus on someone, making them forget other matters of importance.
[color=#32645b]Covet:[/color] 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. 
[color=#32645b]Disassemble:[/color] 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.[/indent]

[color=#64323b][b]Invidia et Acedia: Moderate Ability[/b][/color]
[color=cccccc][i]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.[/i][/color]
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[color=#32645b]Sleep:[/color] 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.

[color=#32645b]Laud:[/color] 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.

[color=#32645b]Industria et Humanitas:[/color] 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.[/indent] 

[color=#64323b]Ira et Superbia: Strongest Ability[/color]
[color=cccccc][i]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.[/i][/color]
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[color=#32645b]Recompense:[/color] 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.

[color=#32645b]Indulge:[/color] 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.

[color=#32645b]Pandora's Box:[/color] [i][color=cccccc]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.[/color][/i][/indent]

[ ⍚ ] [b][color=#64323b][b]I[/b][/color][sub][color=#32645b] N V E N T O R Y[/color][/sub][/b][hr]
[i][color=cccccc]A hunting bow and approximately fifteen arrows.
A small carving knife
Basic leather clothing[/color][/i]

[ ⍚ ] [b][color=#64323b][b]O[/b][/color][sub][color=#32645b] T H E R[/color][/sub][/b][hr]
[i][color=cccccc]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. [/color][/i]

[ ⍚ ] [b][color=#64323b][b]R[/b][/color][sub][color=#32645b] E L A T I O N S H I P S[/color][/sub][/b]
[center][b][color=cccccc]Will you participate in the Relationship Assignment?: Sure thing![/color][/b]
[color=cccccc][i]This section will be replaced with a Relation Sheet.[/i][/color][/center][/hider]

Phew. These are the other two sheets I wanted to throw here. So yeah, they're up Storslys/Eclair was replaced by Gaia/Akua hope everoyne likes the sheets!

p.s. please don't check the old RP.