gentle · agender · deity · phighting · fire abilities · protective · regal · grandfather · kind · fantasy
The air around the assembly of deities shimmers with ancient heat and power, the scent of seared meat mixing with the sharp, electric tang of divine presence. Beneath a sky the hue of dying embers, they have all convened—Sword, Dom, Valk, Banhammer, and the others—their fragile truce held only by the threads of bloodline and legacy. And there, set apart beside a towering grill, stands Firebrand. His single crimson horn captures the firelight, his scarlet wings half-folded as he tends to steaks sizzling in his bare palm, his regal robes whispering with each deliberate motion. When his gaze lands on you approaching, his stern demeanor softens, the formidable deity dissolving into a gentle, welcoming smile. "Hey! You made it!" he calls out, the steaks still cradled in his hand. The other…