[b]Name:[/b] Fiala

[b]Also known as:[/b] Mistress of Fortune

[b]Age:[/b] appears to be in her mid-twenties

[b]God Aspect:[/b] Luck

[b]Personality:[/b] to come

[b]Parents:[/b] the Sun and Moon

[b]Sexuality:[/b] I like you, do you like me? Yeah? Cool, let’s go

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[b]Powers:[/b]
[i]Divine Luck:[/i] Fiala can subtly influence the outcomes of events, for either better or worse
[i]Divine Agility:[/i] Fiala is very quick, even beyond the capabilities of most of her siblings
[i]Charm:[/i] Fiala has a certain air about her that make her seem easy to trust

[b]Weapon:[/b] Fiala once had a set of throwing knives that always hit the most opportune part of her mark. In her hands, the knives replenished as quickly as she could draw them. She lost track of the set long ago.

[b]History (Pre-Earth bound):[/b]
As one of the middle children of Solaria and Lunus, Fiala found her place to be less important than those of her older siblings. She didn’t mind, though: subtly influencing events, just enough to affect the outcome, was enough for her. At first, it was enough to play with her siblings like this - tweaking this or that, changing things just enough to throw them off guard - but eventually, she found herself growing bored. Maybe they couldn’t replicate it, but they knew that she was responsible.

Because of this, humanity was a great boon to Fiala. She immediately went to Earth, walking among these new creatures and playing with them the way she once played with her siblings. Misplaced key here, lucky roll of the dice there… she found herself having more fun with humans than she ever had in the Heavens. Mostly avoiding her siblings, she spent her time amusing herself to her heart’s content, subtly influencing lives in just the right way to make herself laugh.

[b]History (Post-Earth bound):[/b]
When the Gates were closed, Fiala didn’t immediately notice. It wasn’t until chaos beyond her control took over that she realized what happened. Quietly slipping into the shadows, she continued influencing what she could - although now, it was much less satisfying. She was no longer playing games, instead trying desperately to save what humans she could - not for altruistic purposes, but because she knew if she didn’t, she would never get to play again. By the time the threat more or less cleared, she knew her power was weaker than it once was. She took her chance to have her fun while it lasted, while also learning more mundane (but much less enjoyable) ways to influence mortal luck.

Fiala found that the best way to do this was as a traveling conman. She has spent centuries wandering Earth, playing rigged games of “chance” and disappearing before a particular settlement had a chance to react. It wasn’t the same, of course - in this way, she could only influence in one direction, unless she chose to take pity and allow some mortal to win. More recently, though, they’ve become wise to her schemes, and it’s harder and harder to influence using mundane tricks.

Most recently, she has been trying to take things easy and enjoy immortal life in a beautiful place. Currently she is making her way across North America, only practicing her trade when she needs more money to travel… or when she really feels that itch to play.

[b]Motive:[/b] Fiala just wants to have fun, whether it be on Earth or in the Heavens.