[hider=The Scalekeeping God]

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[h1]Odjuren[/h1]

[hr][h2][b][i]Order & Hierarchy[/i][/b][/h2][h3][i]Law, Respect, Seniority.[/i][/h3][/center]
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[b]Gender[/b]:
Male.

[b]Opposing Domains[/b]: 
Change, Chaos.

[b]Appearance[/b]: 
Odjuren maintains a somewhat surprisingly youthful appearance whilst revealing himself to others, seemingly aged no greater than the middle 20s. The chaotic youth most would typically compare him with do not amount to his demeanour however, wielding the moniker of both a stern yet kind man clad in spectacularly beautiful robes fitted in perfect geometric similarity. Each complex pattern perfectly mimiced across the canvas that is the cloth-like fabric on his clad form. The pale skin comparable to that of a child, unaffected by the pollutants of the sun nor the dirt of the wilderness.

His face, perfectly symmetric, a quirk which follows through to the entirety of his form, balanced in all forms of biological shape and metaphysical knowledge, all exemplified in his ideal appearance. His hair, otherwise unruly, is held in shape by yet another excessively bejeweled piece of fabric.

As a perfect break from shape, his eyes, whilst most might've suspected perfect symmetry much like the rest of his body, are coloured in two antithetical manners; white and gold, and white and black; symbolizing the balance of both "good" and "evil"; Creation and Destruction. The necessity of both things.

In addition, the man has only one arm; in its shape a vague phantasmal shape instead aids him in handling items and other material objects. 

[b]Core Appearance[/b]:
A scale, both white and black, split equally through the middle. Symmetric in manners only feasible to Gods, the item itself has a strangely abstract shape, and in its scales are left the metaphysical ideal of order itself.

[b]Personality[/b]:
Some may call him dumb, others an idiot. The ideal of balance and order in the system as it has been might been an ideal unworthy of support, at least to some. His ways are rigid, at least to those who speak with him; often refusing to partake in matters of which he has no recollection of happening or occuring in ages past. Some may describe him as a monolithic personality, but in his own mind these classifications bear little significance.

He views the world and the state of the [b]Shape[/b] as too frail for such measly matters, an aspect of which gave him great respect from former divine courts. Unfortunately, the long time it takes for others to properly understand Odjuren's somewhat atypical mannerisms and quirks leads him to stand is a somewhat lonely corner when compared with his more successful kin. Nevertheless, he is the champion of stability, at least in his own views, viewing the working system that have proven themselves functional in the past to be better than experiments performed in the present.

He does not look down on his fellow kin, no matter their faiths or ideals, but instead put himself in the rather unique position of self-proclaimed scalekeeper. Having locked himself with his thoughts for as many cycles as have been, he views himself as the historian of the Shapers, but does not particularly share his interest with anyone unless necessary. His somewhat obsessive fetish of keeping balance in all things extends, in fact, into all matters of his existence within the shape itself. Having obsessively weighed and measured the time in which he is alone with the time in which he is with others over cycles, the chaos of the present have forced him out of his bubble of comfort.

Lacking any meaningful relationship with most of his kin due to his particular quirk of self-imposed distance, his regular appearances being advisory to the former king of the Shape, he is now put in a place where change has come, undesirable as it is, and he views that it is his duty to see to it that order is restored, but the difficulties of his position are not unknown to him. 

Maybe order itself must change?

No, such an idea is merely too ludicrous...

[b]Relationships[/b]: 
Odjuren does not look down on other immortals, but the idea that he does hasn't escaped the minds of many of his kin. His distance from others come off as both uncomfortable and odd to most, but his mind itself does not wander so far into irrelevant subjects. He has simply not have had to deal with others, and whilst he respects those of whom have fought for order in the past, he does not look down and disrespect those who have fallen in the pursuit of chaos. In his mind, all subjects of the shape carry with them their own unique view of things, and their own moralities; but the core principle remains that there is one fundamental rule to the world that IS, and the champions of the world that might be, are merely pursuers of dreams who will in time ruin them. He views the pursuit of the throne, however, as an unsacred act, spitting on the past King of the Shape, and views himself, as a former advisor to the King, as the Guardian of the Throne; to find someone suitable, or claim it itself and atone for his sacrilegious acts in deeds to the legacy of those who came before.

[b]Allegiances[/b]:
True Neutrality.

[b]Domain[/b]: 
The Mirror-World is Odjuren's own domain, a realm divided in its center between the two opposing pools of the fundamental. Inbetween these metaphysical axioms lie a path laid in stone, intermittened by flourishing grass and beautiful flowers. At the path's end lie a house, no, a mansion overlooking the celestial plane. The mansion itself lacks definite shape, much like the other aspects of his domain, changing appearance based on those who visit it, as opposed to the resident within. Odjuren himself can often be found in the mansion's pavillion, overhanging the sea of emeralds in which the mansion itself overlooks, with a perfect view of the stars above and below.

[b]Peoples[/b]:
The chief supporters of Odjuren are often those rare few just and proper lawkeepers and lawbringers of the world below the 'shape', be they druids or chieftans, kings or priests. However, he views himself as the shepard of the soldier, not because of his skill in battle, or his strategic wit, but because of the cause of which they support; order and structure. Most soldiers do not wage war for blood and turmoil, death and pillage. Whilst there are some who do, they do not walk with the blessing of Odjuren. No, instead he gives protection to those who defend the innocent and halt the chaos of war and the systemic destruction of hierarchy in the anarchy that follows in the wake of conquest. Likewise he opposes the revolutionairy and defends the conservative.

[b]Avatar and Anathema[/b]: Lackingly unimaginative, Odjuren's avatar is, well, a perfect avatar of his own percieved form. There is no difference from his ideal shape and the appearance of his avatar. They even bear the same name, although unsurprisingly, bearing the name of Gods amongst mortals is not particularly uncommon, but when the power of Odjuren's avatar was made aware by the denizens of the mortal world, he became more of an importance in the world. Armed with the Weight of Order, a set of twin spears capable of divine power, the mortal agent of Odjuren's will is aptly prepared for combat, much more so than Odjuren himself could ever fathom himself to be. Unfortunately the circumstances of this cycle have changed with the norme that he is used to, and maybe the monolith itself must consider changing shape.[/hider]