Trying a similar character out again but character still a WIP to try and get him more involved.

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[center][color=B0E0E6][h1][b]Nepja[/b][/h1][/color][/center] 
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[center][color=B0E0E6][h2]The Cold One. Wintersmith. Whitebringer. Revontulet. Ryme.[/h2][/color][/center]
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[center][color=B0E0E6][h2][u][b]Sphere[/b][/u][/h2][/color][/center]

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[i]Deep below Galbar is the Chthonic sphere of perpetual winter - Niflheim, the home of mist. Manifested as a vast, mostly featureless ice cap and punctuated only by deep crevasses and colossal nunataqs. Pristine, ordered and not entropic, the sphere experiences a diurnal cycle, as copied from Galbar, the day being blindingly bright as the light reflects of the snow and ice but still as treacherous with biting winds. The night plummets the temperature further and the auroras trick the mind with hidden messages. Needless to say, blizzards abound.

It is here, in one of the most inhospitable realms, that Nepja resides in a sprawling palace and projects the sphere’s cold outward. 

Will add interactions with neighbouring spheres here when order confirmed.
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[center][color=B0E0E6][h2][u][b]Location of Sphere[/b][/u][/h2][/color][/center]
[center][i]Chthonic, Niflheim is deep beneath Galbar.[/i][/center]
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[center][color=B0E0E6][h2][u][b]Portfolio[/b][/u][/h2][/color][/center]
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[b]COLD[/b]
[i]Cold has always existed. From the emptiness of space to high latitudes and altitudes cold is ever threatening. Cold is not just the conventional drop in temperature from biting winds, fresh snow, rime frost or glacial ice. There exists the wetness of hair, the feeling after rejection, the mysterious shiver that sets hair on end and the character of those who seemingly lack compassion. The many aspects of cold personified as Nepja.
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[center][color=B0E0E6][h2][u][b]Personality[/b][/u][/h2][/color][/center]

[center][i]After being a relatively lesser being in What Lay Beyond, when released into this space he quickly grasped hungrily to lay claim on one of the most abundant concepts in the empty lifeless system – the cold. However, he has now come to regret his rash decision. 

Nothing living truly craves the cold, it erodes, freezes and kills. His powers are not the most hospitable. Nepja finds himself bitter and ‘cold’ at his treatment from both lifegiving deities and fearing mortals alike. He finds that he is worshipped only through the cold-driven fear he creates and so he has embraced this act. Mortals have little time for him so he has little for them. Mortals fear him so he makes them fear him. Some would call this petty. He says it as order and balance. Why disrupt something that already works?

He takes his role in the natural order of Galbar very seriously and has little ambition to inject more of his power into that sphere beyond the 4-5months of the year that he currently does. He has little time for fellow entropic deities that disrupt the natural order but cares little for their meddling with humanity.

This façade of bitterness and importance disguises a deep longing for appreciation, acceptance and companionship, that drove Nepja to reach for the cold in the first place, and also his self-loathing at the rash decision to embrace such an inhospitable element. He is trapped by a situation of his own making and this self-blame further ices over his frosty persona. 

This craving for companionship often leads to him crossdressing with a female disguise, Ryme, to lure handsome men into blizzards to… well… you get the idea. Even gods have needs.
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[center][color=B0E0E6][h2][u][b]Appearance[/b][/u][/h2][/color][/center]


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Nepja appears mainly as a handsome, regal humanoid with flowing robes, long white hair and ornate armouring. Ivory white skin glows with a pearlescent sheen and his eyes lack any iris or pupil just an unnatural blue glow emitted a cold mist. His 7-foot athletic frame is often orbited by crystalline structure and drifting flakes.
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[center][hider=Ryme]Ryme
[center][color=B0E0E6][h2][u][b]Ryme[/b][/u][/h2][/color][/center]
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[center][color=B0E0E6][h2][u][b]Musical Theme[/b][/u][/h2][/color][/center]

[center][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sVcjArU_qCo&list=PL7BB8C29B21B5C71A&index=9 [/youtube][/center]

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[center][color=B0E0E6][h2][u][b]They’re in there[/b][/u][/h2][/color][/center]
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