Eira Agner
Age :: 15
Physical Characteristics :: Eira is, by most standards, gorgeous. She has creamy pale skin, soft features, wide eyes, and full red lips. Her soft red hair, so like her father's in some ways, never appears wild or tangled, and her piercing blue eyes are framed by sharp brows. She has a purposeful and elegant style of movement, and a specific way of looking at someone with trouble in her eyes, as if to pick apart their weaknesses. Even the freckles sprinkling across a somewhat pronounced nose only adds to the flavor of her beauty, everything about her screaming delicate femininity. She appears soft and petite, but don't let that fool you, because she is strong for her age and size, and abnormally quick on her feet.
Fatal Flaw :: She would sacrifice the world for the individuals she cares about.
Personality :: Eira takes after her father in that she is in possession of an extremely quiet confidence, but it is truly the attributes of her mother that define her - the goddess of love, the goddess of death. The first thing anyone would notice about Eira is that she is extremely caring of others. When she first meets anyone, it takes no time at all for her to take them under her wing, foster a sense of intimacy that comes from the implicit understanding that one is unconditionally loved, without ever crossing their barriers of comfort, allowing them the freedom to grow closer to her or to walk away from her without looking back. To those she is especially close to, she is loyal, understanding, protective, and sweet, but at times to a suffocating extent.
The shock really comes, however, when anyone threatens the people she really cares about. Eira likes her peace and quiet. She likes being nice to people and considering their situations. She certainly likes letting other people have their way as they so wish, and rarely has strong opinions about anything, except for her plan to bring happiness to the human race, by giving love so that it can be given to everyone else. But if she gets one whiff, one little inkling of an idea that her beloved friends or family are being hurt, emotionally manipulated, or otherwise damaged in any way, she will strike hard, strike fast, and strike first, without even a moment's hesitation or pause for thought.
Strengths :: Eira has some skill with healing magics and first aid, and possibly even some control over love, able to make people feel comfortable with her almost immediately, possibly even desire her, but her real strength lies in the way she fights. It's impossible to tell whether or not this is an illusion, but Eira seems to be able to tell where one's weakness is. She conserves her energy well, then seems to know precisely where to strike to take them down in one or two blows, and that's all it takes. She doesn't fight. She wins. This also means she has an almost analytically acute patience. She sews decently.
Weaknesses :: Eira suffers from a sort of relationship sickness. Those people who she doesn't keep at an arm's length, she becomes sometimes a little obsessive about, taking on their emotional pain as if it was her own without realizing what that does to her. It's as if there are two levels to her ability to care - the regular sort you give to strangers because it's polite and considerate, and the obsessive sort that causes you and others problems. She also has relatively low stamina, particularly when it comes to things that require any sort of brute strength.
Gear :: Eira likes to think she packs light, and certainly everything she takes with her fits perfectly well in a small backpack covered with a waterproof poncho, but it's not exactly a small number of items. She likes to keep with her a small wallet of money and important jewelry and a pocket watch, a small towel wrapped around a water filter, a flashlight, three ziploc bags (one with only bobby pins, one with only packets of on-the-go detergent, and one with lotion, chapstick, hand sanitizer, and tampons), tissue packs, wet wipes, and a ridiculous little first aid kit that includes bandaids, bandages, antibiotics, a small bottle of painkillers, a tiny bottle of rubbing alcohol, burn spray, kinesio tape, scissors, tweezers, and needle and thread, all neatly placed into specific slots in a rough cloth bag. The well-designed first aid kit started as a birthday gift from her father - a first aid kit for people on the go, but it used to be reasonable, only including slots for bandages, bandaids, the antibiotic tubes, and a couple bottles. She's the one who bastardized it to also fit the other items. On top of her "survival supplies," she has two weapons, a bow and small quiver of arrows, and a bone steel hunting knife that she is wickedly good at using.
History :: Eira's past is not terribly complicated. Her mother is Freya, her father a plain mortal man, and somehow the two of them together managed to give her and her older brother Even a relatively calm, unexceptional childhood. Her mother taught them both fighting and survival skills as they grew up, though she focused on each of them separately, spending more time with Even than with Eira. Still, Eira was never jealous of him. She grew up confident in her skills and in the fact of her being loved by everyone in her family. One day, however, when her brother was 15, and she 12, he left home to journey and find his purpose in life. She has not heard from him since, and with the Norns mysteriously kidnapped (a fact she learned from a conversation she overheard her mother and father having) she no longer sees fit to sit idly by and do nothing. Some part of her instinctively understood that it was time for her to take her own journey. The kidnapper might not take much notice of a little girl, but that little girl can still change the fate of the world.
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