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[h2][centre]Gibbou[/centre][/h2]

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[b]Domain:[/b] Night. The night is when the shadow of Galbar envelops the world in its darkness, calling for the walkers of the day to rest and the creatures of the night to hunt. It is both a time of magnificent beauty and terrible fear, and Gibbou doesn’t shy away from neither the calm, tranquil aspects of the star-speckled sky and the bright, white moon, nor the cruel, uncaring thirst of the beasts in the shadows, but embraces them both in a duality of peace and terror. Her power appoints her to the guardian of peace when her sister Oraelia descends beyond the horizon, safeguarding life so it may grow the next day, and she keeps a watchful eye over the world, ready to punish those who disrespect the law of night’s peace. 

Gibbou’s powers allow her more easily to shape and influence creatures of the night, offering blessings such as better eyes in the darkness, or curses such as restlessness. She is generally more powerful at night and much weaker during the day.

[b]Portfolio:[/b] Moon. Gibbou is goddess of the moon, or (possibly) moons. The moon is an object of beauty, reflection, admiration and tranquility, lighting up the night for its denizens and offering mortality inspiration for art and thought. The moon’s light functions as a beacon for the fearful and lost, and Gibbou wishes for all who see it to feel safe and peaceful within. Her innate knowledge of celestial objects also grants her great power of influence over objects orbiting Galbar, as well as the creation of these objects. Finally, the moon’s mighty pull on Galbar’s oceans and seas grants Gibbou control over tidal forces.

All these powers, however, ebb and flow with the phases of the moon, being strongest when it’s full and weakest when it’s new.

[b]Their Realm:[/b] The Dark Side of the Moon. Gibbou’s home is in a place where even her sister’s light cannot reach. It is a place of eternal night, where the only light to be found is the dim glow of Gibbou’s bioluminescent plants and fungi, which form a great, humid forest here, or the wild eyes of whatever nocturnal beasts may be lurking. Here, various blind animals, fish and insects all roam about as they would on Galbar, rather content about life in a world without vision. At the centre of the woods lies a villa (though one wouldn’t be able to tell by looking - rather, perhaps, by walking into it.). This is Gibbou’s house, a place where she rests during the day and keeps various adopted animals and mortals in eternal, peaceful sleep. Whether these creatures are at her estate willingly, is a question for another time.

[b]Persona:[/b] For the most part, Gibbou is a calm and peaceful character, deeply fond of meditation and pondering the great questions of the universe. She enjoys the company of other gods, and frequently goes out of her way to reach out to others to socialise under the stars. She adores all manner of life and keeps a number of gardens in her realm where she grows vibrant fungi and bioluminescent plants. She also adores bats. 

Gibbou’s mission, as agreed between her and Oraelia, is to safeguard through the night the life the Sun has provided life to during the day. While Gibbou is generally sweet and gentle in her manners, she puts on a strict, grim visage in the night, seeing herself as a chosen guardian over life from the wickedness lurking in the dark. Because of this, she tends to look upon all non-nocturnal animals who walk out in the night with great suspicion, though it’s not always easy to see the nature of criminals and murderers in the dark.

Much less when one’s observing all the way from the moon. 

[b]Base Form: [/b]
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Gibbou’s base form is humanoid, standing 182cm tall with skin as blue as the twilight sky. Hidden under a mass of dark blue hair appears a smooth, shadowed face with eyes pupiled with moonlight. Her forehead sports a white waxing crescent, down from which runs a bright line which splits into two halfway down her nose and follows her cheekbones into her mass of hair. A similar line begins on her lower lip and traces her chin down her throat, connecting to an array of symbols and lines covering the rest of her dark blue form. She smells vaguely of a chilly evening in the forest. 

For clothing, Gibbou wears a long-sleeved overshirt and long trousers, both spun with threads of the blackest night and speckled with lights like the starry sky. Around her head, she dons a crescent crown similar to that of an laurel crown, only fashioned in the light of the moon. She usually wears a small smile, contrasted somewhat by a slight chill to her skin, not quite unlike one one would feel on an evening stroll.

[b]Domain Form:[/b] Perhaps ironically, Gibbou’s domain form symbolises everything cruel and wicked about the night. Taken in order to deter aggressors against herself or that which she holds dear, it is the emptiness of a black night, taken by momentarily snuffing out every other source of light except for two burning orbs like bleeding moons, staring her targets down. Gibbou can choose how much she wants to dim the lighting around her, and its effect can in many ways be countered by other gods’ powers. 

Avatar: Twilight. 
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Twilight remembers very little of who he once was. He know he once was something else than the messenger of Gibbou - however, he finds it immensely difficult to remember anything from before he was taken from his home and left to rest at Gibbou’s villa for an eternity - or perhaps not even a minute. All he knows now that he's been awoken and given a divine task, is that he has no intention of completing said task. No matter how much Gibbou requests Twilight to listen to her, he rarely complies, preferring instead to catch up on all the things he missed while he was asleep. 

Twilight's well adapted for life in both light and dark, but prefers the night as his eyes never seem to properly adjust to the rays of the sun. He takes the form of a human male, standing 172 centimetres tall in a lean, yet somewhat well-trained body. His clothing is shabby and rough, and basically nothing about him gives off any manner of divine aura, with the possible exception of his uncannily bright blue eyes.

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