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[hider=HUMAN][color=536878][u] 𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗔𝗦 [/u][/color]
[color=gray][sub]Arik Börson [/sub][/color]
[color=536878][u] 𝗔𝗚𝗘 𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 [/u][/color]
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[color=536878][u] 𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗘𝗘𝗥 [/u][/color]
[color=gray][sub]'Retired' Business Magnate[/sub][/color][/hider][/center][/cell][cell][center]
[color=536878][u]𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗬 [/u][/color]
[table][row][/row][row][cell][color=black]𝑮𝑶𝑶𝑫
[list][*] Courageous 
[*] Voracious
[*] Adroit[/list][/color][/cell][cell][color=black]𝑩𝑨𝑫
[list][*] Stoic
[*] Tenacious
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[color=536878][u] 𝗔𝗠𝗕𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦 [/u][/color][/center][color=gray][sub]To seek out all the knowledge the world has to offer. To obtain to unobtainable. To be able to prevent such a disaster as the erection of the Colossus from ever taking root within the Nine Realms and lording it over the different pantheons and the immortals that reside within them. To destroy the Colossus.[/sub][/color]

[center][color=536878][u] 𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗦 [/u][/color][/center][color=gray][sub]The end of days. Ragnarök. It's not so much a fear as it was when he first learned of the inevitability. However, a millennia or so has passed and though it isn't as prevalent within the forefront of Odin's mind, it is still there. He fears that, upon looking at his fellow counterparts of the opposite pantheons, he will, or rather has, become a lot like them in their relationships with their children. The absentee, the neglectful, the bane of their existence.[/sub][/color]
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[hider=DEITY][color=536878][u] 𝗜𝗗𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗜𝗧𝗬 [/u][/color]
[color=gray][sub]Odin[/sub][/color]
[color=536878][u] 𝗗𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗜𝗡 [/u][/color]
[color=gray][sub]⋗ Allfather[/sub][/color]
[color=536878][u] 𝗣𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢𝗡 [/u][/color]
[color=gray][sub]Norse[/sub][/color][/hider][/center][/cell][/row][/table]
[center][color=536878][u] 𝗠𝗬𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗬 [/u][/color][/center]
[indent][indent][quote][color=gray]	In most texts, Odin was depicted as a long-bearded, one-eyed man wearing a broad hat and a cloak, wielding his spear, Gungnir. Something that never failed to make the Allfather smile in mirth upon listening as he sat among the midgardians. However, if he ever did make his face appear to the mortals, and wanted them to [i]know[/i]it was him, Odin made sure to appear as they thought he looked. In his never ending quest to obtain wisdom and knowledge, he sought out Mimir, an extremely wise god in his own right. Mimir possessed the well [i]Mímisbrunnrl[/i]; beneath one of three roots of Yggdrasil, said that the waters contained substantial wisdom and knowledge, and if someone drank from the well they would also gain wisdom. Though, Mimir required that whosoever shall drink from the well sacrifice one of their eyes. Odin agreed. A small price to pay for the pursuit of understanding.

Not too terribly long after was Mimir giving counsel to another Aesir god; cheating out the Vanir, was seized and beheaded and then his head sent to Asgard. Upon receiving, Odin took the head, embalmed it with herbs so that it would not rot, and spoke charms over it, which gave it the power to speak to him and reveal to him secrets. He planned on keeping his counsel wherever he went. Anything to have a leg up on information on the other worlds.

Ruling from his throne [i]Hlidskjalf[/i], he was able to observe all that happens in the nine realms. Accompanied by the wolves [color=536878][i]Freki and Geri[/i][/color], to whom he gives his food for he himself consumes nothing but wine, the ravens [color=536878][i]Huginn and Muninn[/i][/color], who bring him information from all over Midgard, eyes ablaze like a frozen lake with a fire burning bright beneath it's sheet, Odin ruled over Asgard with an iron fist clad in gold. Though his intentions were noble in all but results. His pursuit of knowledge and wisdom,His intentions were noble, but misguided, and he genuinely wanted what was best for his people and the realms as he sought to prevent Ragnarök [color=536878][i](an event that would go on to kill myriads of innocent people including the Aesir and the Vanir)[/i][/color] from happening. Centuries of reigning undisputed with unlimited power as well as a lifetime of failed trials however, had gradually hardened him to the point where he was unable, or perhaps, unwilling to accept that his actions and the actions of his fellow Aesir was having a negative effect and was in fact leading them all ironically into causing the very disaster that he was trying so long to avoid.
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[center][color=#536878][u] 𝗛𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬 [/u][/color][/center]
[indent][indent][quote][color=gray]	With the appearance of the Colossus, Odin and the other pantheons were blindsided, [i]metaphorically[/i]. Something the knowledge seeker did not appreciate. All the knowledge and wisdom and understanding and he was caught unprepared. He first feared that it was a path of [color=#536878][i]Ragnarök[/i][/color] that he had misinterpreted. That must have been it. It was the only logical explanation for this twisted turn of events. And so, Odin's paranoia grabbed a-hold of him tightly, plaguing his mind and the days turned years spent on Midgard among those who worshiped him. ;  

Odin spent a lot of his time on Midgard dodging his children, Fenrir and Hel, even his blood brother Loki, all in the hopes to avoid Ragnarök. It wasn't until a few hundred years ago or so that the irrational fears of the end of days and all those involved slowly dispersed from his mind. During those times in which paranoia was all but fleeting, his primal war like urges surfaced and he found himself amidst the bloodied and tired and torn. There were times that one could look upon a battlefield, among those that believed in everything under the sun and those that believed in nothing at all, simply mad ramblings of a soldier who just wanted to make it home... [i]just one more[/i]... and see his bright, burning blue eyes shine; covered in someone else's blood. He often took pity on the souls that fought and died alongside him and granted their wishes as best as he could in this new form. It wasn't easy, as there were no Valkyries to come and whisk them away to Valhalla where they would feast for eternity. [i]Moments like those, his mind was calm but his thoughts screamed volumes.[/i]

Knowledge is what drove him around the world, [color=#536878][s][i]amidst the paranoia driven actions,[/i][/s][/color] before the Colossus made it difficult to do even [i]that[/i]. He became the moniker the midgardians bestowed upon him all those years ago; a traveler. The Traveler. Traversing the entire realm absorbing the teachings of the great minds and putting them to good use; one way or another. However, it wasn't enough for the God. No, Odin craved the interaction among the others like him; other gods - he cared not for which pantheon they belonged to. He saw it as the ultimate cornucopia of insight. Who better to learn new things from than the gods who resided over their own ilk? 

Odin was successful in his endeavors and took his learnings and turned it into an empire with which he could live off of. A kingdom among men. An empire built on the collection of secrets and backroom dealings and pouring himself over tomes, scrolls, textbooks, running this body of his ragged just for the mere [i]taste[/i]. It all became worth it, when at the turn of the eighteenth century Odin started up an energy company; one that supplied coal gas and [url=https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coke_(fuel)]coke[/url] as well as a publishing house. From there Odin's empire only grew, over the years he was able to establish and run seven other businesses; effectively making the Börson a name known 'round the globe for having their fingers in a number of different pies.

Now, [i]now[/i] you can find Arik Börson living it up in "retirement". Though he uses that term loosely. There is always someone somewhere that insists on pestering the Allfather with trivial matters. All of which he is expected to be responsible for and deal with. He will, cause honestly? He detests idle hands. Odin is still a seeker of knowledge and a lot of the times can be found sitting in the back of university classes, absorbing the lessons spouted by midgardians in less than enthusiastic tones, or dancing around his [url=https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/97-S-Jackson-St-APT-505-Seattle-WA-98104/2082548142_zpid/]penthouse flat[/url] a la Tom Cruise in [i]'Risky Business'[/i]. What does he care? He's retired... he shouldn't be bothered for 'nothing but a good time.
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[sub]TLDR; Odin = Daddy Warbucks, but with a retired Hawaiian shirt and fruity drinks with lil umbrellas and true seeker of knowledge kinda vibe[/sub]