#vanir c.

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                                                  LOFN | VANIR

                                            THOMAS DOHERTY

name:  liam ridgemount

age:  347

species: mage

occupation: enchanter

+  caring, true, and outgoing.

-  gullible, stubborn, and vain.

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Not much is known about Liam’s past life. All he remembered was one day seizing the opportunity to learn the art of magic. He was recognized for his skills in enchantment. Liam possessed a unique ability to imbue anything and anyone he wanted with small levels of magic. He was even rumored to have endowed warriors with swords capable of slicing through solid steel. Of course, such power was admirable but also earned the dismay of many people.

Eventually, word of his capabilities reached the ears of various humans who began to fear what he was able to do. They hunted him down, and forced Liam to flee the town he once called home. By some divine luck, he discovered the Cult of Yggdrasil. According to their leader, Liam apparently embodied Lofn; a goddess associated with marriage. As an Aesir, he was offered a spot in the inner circle. Most importantly, he was given safety and protection. Liam saw no reason to refuse. He decided to follow Ragnar to Valhalla. There, Liam worked alongside the dwarves and began enchanting pieces of fine jewelry for them. According to a few stories, couples who wore rings blessed by him in their wedding day had fruitful unions.

Until now, Liam isn’t exactly sure he believes Ragnar just yet. However, with his safety and position in the island, he dared not oppose the cult’s leader. He will stand by his Aesir brethren and fight against any humans that threaten to oppress them.

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                                                  IDUN | VANIR

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                                                GEFJUN | VANIR

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                                                   SIF | VANIR

                                               BILL SKARSGARD

name:  lyall aska

age:  568

species: vampire

occupation: hunter

+  loyal, family-oriented, charming.

-  selfish, harsh, dismissive

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Lyall didn’t remember much of his life before he was turned into a vampire, but he assumed it wasn’t important enough to remember in the first place. All he knew was he was turned sometime in 1452 and abandoned by his maker. He spent years alone, trying not to feed on people, but it never worked. He would go weeks without feeding, to the point of death, before lashing out and kill people in a hungry frenzy, he went from village to village sucking the town dry. He hated himself and he hated what he was, he was heartbroken, he hated his life, it wasn’t the one he wanted, even if he couldn’t remember his human one, one night he was found and offered a home, a family, but he turned down the often, too afraid of killing them

Years later during the purge, they once again found him, begged him to come with them into hiding. He may hate his life, but he didn’t want it to end, it wasn’t his fault he was a vampire, he so he fled with them into hiding. They were a ragtag group of random species that settled together in a small home in Scotland. While he was cold to them more times than not, he did care about them deeply and would do anything for them. The purge angered him, he was horrible, he might have done some horrible things, but his family didn’t. They didn’t deserve to be hunted down for being non-human. His family helped him learned control, and to embrace what he was and he was forever grateful for them.

When they heard of the Island, they were all so excited to go, he for one thought the whole thing was insane, and the vampire leader had lost his mind. And then he was told he was one of the Norse God, a Goddess in fact. He scoffed at the suggestion, but for his family’s sake, he went along with it, it was possible after all, it would just be another life he couldn’t remember. So he moved to the Island anyways to be with his family, but he didn’t want to learn anything about who he used to be.

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                                           HERMOD | VANIR

                                            JONATHAN WHITESELL

name: theodore trembley

age: 254

species: high elf

occupation: gatherer

+ loyal, loving, brave

- smart-Mouthed, naïve, hot-headed

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                                                       Theodore Tremblay was born on an August moor of 1466, in what is now New Zealand, but he was not any ordinary mortal born into the tribes that inhabited the island, but an elf, though still considered trash because of his muddy bloodline, Theodore was no high elf. His tribe was known as the Woodlands, elves hiding in the deep forest of the Isle, living in the trees, and the caves underneath. Theodore was always one to explore the woods, and no matter how deep he went, he could always find his way back. As he grew, Theo became tall, lanky, his mud brown hair blended nicely with the forest, he was given a job early in his life, a gather, a messenger, any job where Theo ran, snuck and gathered. It started off as an innocent life, he would gather food for his family, for the rest of the tribe at times, he always knew the good spots to hunt, for berries and root plants, he also knew where the freshest water was. Then his life turned into stealing to get by, the forest was diminishing day by day, getting smaller and smaller, his food sources where either gone or controlled by the mortals, who over the years have grown into stronger beasts with angry lives. Theo would sneak into their towns, their homes, grabbing food and water, and he could never resist the shiny stuff. He had plenty of chances to go into The Firebrands’ tribe, to steal from them, but they knew better, they kept an eye on their land and Theo wondered if it was because of his dirty-blooded tribe or the mortals, who were surely breathing down their neck as much as the Woodlands. Before both tribes knew it, the mortals had gathered, breaking down their doors, and Theo had to ran, what he was best at and for the first time something he never wanted to do. He was lucky to find a group of creatures, all homeless from what they call The Purge, and they heard of a safe haven for all of them, not really knowing of it’s cultish beliefs until they arrived, Valhalla. The truth was exposed quickly, that they survived because they had the Gods in them, and while Theo was no stranger to worshipping the Gods, he had a hard time believing that he was one of him and that he was Hermod no less. He dreams of journeys, much like his own as he grew up, but it is so hard to tell what his reality and fiction in his dreamworld and if all of this is truly real.

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                                                 NJORD | VANIR

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                                                  FREYR | VANIR

                                                 ARMIE HAMMER

name:  greyson bennett

age: 113

species: hybrid / bloodmage

occupation: enchanter

+  strong-willed, virile, benevolent

- guarded, judgmental, self-important

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Greyson Bennett had always had a duality within him, toeing the line of war and peace. All his life, he’d struggled to achieve balance between the two, never knowing why he felt incomplete. Born at the turn of the 20th century into mage nobility, he began his training at a young age. He sought knowledge both light and dark beyond that which was at his fingertips, power that was resolute. His was a moral compass all his own, and it was what he did with that power that decided what kind of man he would be. He’d always felt a sense of something calling out to him from the horizon, and he pursued it endlessly as word of a purge started to travel, the humans turning savage against the supernatural community.

There were whispers of a ritual involving the blood of the vampires, one only the most potent of mages would survive. Naturally, he took this as a challenge, convinced that this was what would finally unlock his full potential. It was easy to be blinded by it, preparing himself with complete devotion for months before the lunar rite. When the time came, he cast a sacred circle and began at dusk. Blood magic was something he knew the mages considered to be taboo, but he felt bound to prove that he could use it in ways that would benefit and protect those that he loved. He summoned every ounce of his power that night, feeling a blazing aura of light around him as he took the vampire blood into him. He could feel something within him come to life in that moment, and the sunlight that shone from his flesh and illuminated the night was pure magic and ecstasy. It was the last thing he saw before his vision went dark.

When he awakened, he found himself in the haven of Valhalla, ancestral memories coming back to him in visions of a life lived long ago. The one that had saved him was a stranger whose aura was unmistakably familiar. The man explained that Greyson’s ritual had worked, but immortality came at a cost and his recovery had come too late. The purge had already come, wiping out his community of mages. Though his physical body lay dormant and his mind traveled across the astral plane, his power was a beacon to the other gods, who had found him and given him sanctuary. Now he’s had decades to wield his newfound power and sits at the top of the Vanir pantheon, beloved among the Aesir. With rumors of invasion on the horizon, he will do whatever it takes to protect the other gods, no matter the blood it will cost.

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                                           FREYA | VANIR

                                            ERIC BALFOUR

name:  ange alcide

age:  222

species: hybrid ( banshee )

occupation:  brothel worker | tailor (part-time)

+  passionate , seductive , witty

-  greedy , stubborn , manipulative

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They always said that to be manifested in a fit of rage, gives a little spice to the blood. A creole priestess called forth a spirit to birth the son of a preacher just to spite the man and his wife. With so many forces at her fingertips, she prayed to her gods and those that might’ve been listening. On the night of the next meeting, she seduced him with the true intent to steal his seed.

Every Sunday, he was sent off the Sunday School and the Preacher never knew his own son sat before him. His mother swore him to secrecy but he was to get as close to him as possible. The War of 1812 brought great tensions within New Orleans and the Preacher’s disposition drew him back to the Priestess. While trying to fight the polarity of their lives, he’d also been dealing with the darker thoughts of fatal impulses.

Ange was able to remain in the French Quarters, helping to build its stability even after enduring the Civil War and the expanse of Economic and Industrial booms of modernization. It was the constant need to defend his territory from hunters and still remain under the cover of a human. A frequent “John” began to give him small impulses. The turn of the 21st Century had more technological advantages and that was the moment he needed to take refuge amongst those similar to him. That is when he chose Valhalla through the whispers of kindred.

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