#darkintro

[MATTY HEALY] | [ARCHIBALD ‘ARCHIE’, KANE] has accepted the darkness. They are [GOD (DIONYSUS)]. Someone said they were [BIG-HEARTED], and a “little” [CHAOTIC]. They are [BISEXUAL] and really into [BONDAGE, KNIFE PLAY] and a [DOMINANT].

ARCHIBALD KANE is 

> both the life and death of the party, often overindulging whenever he’s left with just enough to get himself and others in the most questionable situations. 

>  probably eating a burrito sideways

> a mess. if eternity couldn’t put him in place, perhaps no one ever will. it’s not like he cares about it though

>  manipulative. people usually tend to try and use their brains so they can tell when things may end up pretty badly therefore it takes some convincing to get them into his many ventures. it’s generally without malice, in his opinion.

> low key a caring heaux. his aid may come in ways which people don’t usually expect but he’ll hardly turn his back to anyone in need. 

“ ---- against my brother, with his light hair and light eyes, they assumed me to be evil. So I became exactly what they expected of me.”

The stories of Chernobog are all vastly different, depending on who you ask - and how old they are. He ranges anywhere from an almost Christian like Devil, to that of an ordinary Slavic man with dark features in dark clothes - Adrik will neither confirm, nor deny any of these interpretations of himself. In fact, half of his amusement is hearing how his myth has changed over the years - a game of telephone, if you will.

He will also neither confirm, nor deny any of his actions up to this point in his life. Honestly, he hasn’t done half of what people have accused him of - he’s let the minds of men warp and weave their own fear of him. Some of it though, he did do, but that was to make a point.

Some say he’s the cursed twin, the one destined for dark paths and fear - which, he’s perfectly fine with. over the years, he’s become quite content with the solitude he’s acquired.

Actual WORSHIP doesn’t come easy for him, if at all really. He gets the majority of his offerings as a means to keep him at bay. His most favored method is an old method, and a few of the adapted variations: when people, typically at celebrations, utter swears and curses into a bowl (or box) and then proceed to spit into it.

Any sacrifices he does receive have also typically been as a means to keep him at bay. Trading a person for a few years solace from his torment. Because of this, he hasn’t had many sacrifices at all - those few he had received didn’t stick around for long. So how he’ll behave is still up in the air, but he isn’t easy with what’s his.

His sense of humor is odd, mostly because he spends a lot of time by himself. So he laughs mostly at his own jokes and comments. He talks to himself a lot. Muttering words, or even repeating a few of his favorite curses spat at him over the years.

All in all, he expects to be hated, thrives on it. Finds a certain peace in knowing everything is predictable now as it was back in the day.

Eir, the goddess of healing and handmaiden to the goddess Frigg was once a Valkyrie. However, unlike her sisters on the battlefield, it was she who chose who lived to see another day. Who would return to health and life - not who was slain. This caused her to grow softer in certain ways. Hopeful. Always positive. Despite her close relationship with her sisters, they didn’t seem too determined to change her demeanor - so her baseline remained gentle in nature.

One shouldn’t, however, mistake her gentleness for weakness. At the end of the day, she was still raised on a battlefield. She still looked evil in the face and chased War without hesitation. She holds no fear in her. No doubt in her actions and has absolutely no trouble handling a sword.

She’s a kind of Lawful Good, if you will.

Her approach to people is much like that of a hospital: efficient, almost sterile. Her touch is gentle, her words... not so much. it isn’t that they lack a certain warmth, its just that they’re very pointed and rarely decorated with unnecessary additives. But she always means well.

Unless, of course, you’re a follower or sacrifice. That’s typically where all of her warm words go, to them. Not much to send off to other people.

Or Frigg - but that’s out of respect and duty. Frigg is one of the few women to pull any sort of submission out of Arya. 

She has a bad habit of picking favorites from the battlefield and then proceeding to keep tabs on them. Checking in on them from time to time, making sure they’re doing well. And she may, or may not, also have the relative bad habit of giving them random names.

To this day, she still tries to walk the battlefields. Despite the changes they’ve made over the years, she still tries to remain very much involved with choosing who lives. War has become far too common a theme, though, and as much as she’d like to walk them all, it isn’t really possible.

On those days she does, however, is the only time anyone will catch a somber Eir. The normally upbeat and positive deity will be reserved and quiet. There isn’t enough war in the wold that would turn her negative, but boy is it hard to find the positives on those days.

Aside from her followers and sacrifices, her garden is the most cherished thing to her. She tends to stick to the old methods in the ways of medicine - its where she’s most skilled. Medicinal herbs are her gold. Plants with purpose - any and all. And the workshop behind her home is very reminiscent of that of a witch’s hut. Or so she’s been told.

She doesn’t technically own an apothecary, but she does offer services out of said hut in exchange for various things including, but not limited to: deeds, favors, handmade goods, other plants, a prayer, a song, etc. She’s a pretty big supporter of the local business owner, really.

She has a LOOOOOOVE of baths, which was something she picked up from the Greeks. to her, they’re a bit more than just for hygiene. Chalk full of herbs and milks and oils, she’s cocky enough to believe that her baths can cure almost any ailment.

But boy oh boy, is she stubborn. 

[LUCKY BLUE SMITH] | [CESARE ADAM] has accepted the darkness. They are a [GOD - (APOLLO)] Someone said they were [BUBBLY], and a little [JEALOUS]. They are [HOMOSEXUAL] and really into [ORGASM CONTROL, MARKING] and a [SWITCH].

× name is pronounced [ches-uh-ray]

× can seem a little ditsy but that's only because he has a careless-sometimes reckless-attitude

× actually pretty wise

× weed dad™

wanted connections:

× artemis

× lovers

× ex-lovers

× confidant