#woden.

❝  𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐎𝐍. You will be loved. You will be hated. You will be brilliant. Within two years, you will be dead. One-eyed seer, you walk the world with the threads of fate around you, the divine knowledge etched into your soul. Walk the world with thought and memory. With forethought. With magic. ❞

STORY.

Diviner. It is the mantle that you have taken, and the mantle that you love above all else. You read the stars and the hearts of people instead of tarot cards and tea leaves now, not as different as you were back then, but much more potent. Magic and knowing are the hallmarks of all that you are now, the person you once were, lost beneath the sea of mysticism and strangeness you find yourself gravitating towards. The shine of divinity is not lost the oddities that you perform, and people can always find you in the edges, enigmatic with almost a gravity to you, giving you the Valhalla that you deserve. Only dedication leads them to your shrines, and they’re never disappointed in what they find.

TRAITS.

(+) — intelligent, serious, temperate

(−) — secretive, detached, odd

MIRACLES.

Holy. It is a holy thing, an arcane thing in your veins now, stuff of gods and myth. You hold audience as the gallows-god, the hooded figure, the magic in your veins telling your followers the truths that they have always needed to see. There is nothing that you cannot know, nothing that divinity has withheld from you, and the blessings you give your devotees are proof of it.

CONNECTIONS.

BRIGID: Bright, gleaming, sunny. They are something that you fear, you think. You can almost always see their future warping and wearing and twisting into something that makes your head hurt—light obscured in darkness was never pleasant to think about. So you keep a watchful eye on BRIGID, and stay silent. The future can be wrong, and the visions can be false, so you will bide your time and let them make their choices.

SET: Both of you were friends with the dead god, and then both of you weren’t. In the middle, you managed to find solace within each other; maybe it was ill-advised, but you didn’t mind. Late nights alone with SET were certainly enjoyable, if the other had anything to say about it. Whenever you’re around SET, it seems better, a little brighter than the future your cards would have told you, and you think that they would agree.