Intiak Character in El-Sod Elohim | World Anvil



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Intiak (IN-tee-ahk)

Intiak Elsod (a.k.a. Tak)

Intiak
Hello, wanderers of the waking world! I'm Tak, or Tik-Tak if you're fond of nicknames with a rhythmic twist. Don't let the old-world flair confuse you; I'm just a guy with a penchant for the sun’s warmth and the moon's cool mystery. Think of me as your everyday adventurer, feet planted firmly on the ground but with a head full of dreams and eyes on the distant stars.   You'll recognize me by the glint of mischief in my ocean-blue eyes and my hair that refuses to obey the laws of gravity, not to mention my wardrobe, which is a canvas for my life's story—a mishmash of memories, from band tees to woven bracelets, each with its own tale.   My days are a collection of moments, each one a step in my dance through the ever-unfolding narrative of life. Whether I'm strumming my guitar to the rhythm of the rain on the roof or tackling the climb up the local hiking trail, every day is a new scene in my personal epic.   I seek camaraderie in warmth and laughter, in the shared tales over a crackling campfire or the collaborative chaos of a kitchen during a feast-making frenzy. I treasure those who can ride the waves of my enthusiasm and aren't afraid to dive into the shadowy depths of a good mystery.   I might occasionally be accused of being overconfident—let's call it optimism with ambition. And if I seem stubborn, well, consider it a dedication to my craft and the stories I'm yet to tell.   In the quiet hours, I'm under the night sky, a silent guardian of my own universe, a dreamer weaving fantasies between the stars. I’m seeking fellow dreamers, partners in crime for impromptu explorations, those who delight in creating and sharing stories as we wander through the world's hidden wonders.   If your soul stirs to the call of the wild, to the whispers of a world that teems with unseen enchantments, and you believe in the alchemy of friendship, then let's spin a yarn together. We'll find the magic in the mundane, embark on quests of discovery, and maybe, just maybe, teach that proverbial llama the charm of a well-strummed tune.   P.S. If you catch me conversing with ravens or narrating the life of an urban fox, just remember, every creature has its story, and I'm all ears.   P.P.S. Join the tale, share your chapter in the comments, or challenge me to a moonlit duel of wits and whimsy!   #TikTakTales #GroundedDreamer #UrbanAdventurer #NocturnalNarrator #ModernMyths #MagicInTheMundane #StorySpinner #WanderlustCompanion #FromMildToWildLetsGetFreaky

Divine Domains

Sun
Vitality
Power

Artifacts

Gold Disk of Vitality



Gifted by Inti, the gold disk harnesses the sun's vitality, providing healing energy and strength to Intiak.

Divine Symbols & Sigils


Condor
Gold Disk

Physical Description

General Physical Condition

Stout and muscular, emanating warmth and radiance with blue eyes reflecting vitality and strength. His attire reflects the vibrant energies of the sun, with intricate details symbolizing power and vitality.
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Intiak-Photo Contact Sheet

Body Features

Athletic, Gymnast

Special abilities

  • Solar Energy Manipulation: Intiak harnesses the energy of the sun, channeling it for various purposes such as warming a cold area, providing energy, or even as a form of subtle healing.
  • Healing Powers (Enhanced): Alongside his solar abilities, Intiak can heal injuries and ailments in others. His healing is gentle and often attributed by those healed to natural recovery or medical treatment.
   

Inherent Divine Abilities

  • Immortality: The gods are ageless and cannot die by conventional means. To maintain secrecy, they often live in hidden or shifting locations, or periodically assume new identities to avoid arousing suspicion over their unchanging appearance.
  • Shapeshifting: Gods can change their form at will, allowing them to blend into different societies or environments. This power is used discreetly to avoid drawing attention, such as adopting the guise of different people over the ages or turning into animals in inconspicuous situations.
  • Superhuman Strength: This power is used with caution, as overt displays can reveal their divine nature. When necessary, gods might disguise their strength as remarkable human feats, still within the realm of human possibility, or use their strength in situations where they are not observed.
  • Self-Healing Powers: Gods can heal themselves from injuries instantly, but they do so in private to avoid revealing their divine nature. In situations where they are hurt in the presence of mortals, they might retreat to a hidden location to heal.
  • Flight: When gods fly, they become invisible to ensure they are not seen by mortals. This power is often used for quick, undetected travel or to reach places inaccessible by other means.
  • Dreams: Communication between gods is conducted through dreams to avoid physical meetings that could be witnessed. This method allows them to exchange information and make decisions without leaving any tangible evidence of their interaction.
  • Divine Inspiration: Gods inspire mortals by planting thoughts or ideas in their minds, particularly in individuals who are already creatively or intellectually inclined. This inspiration is subtle, often perceived by the mortal as a sudden stroke of genius or an epiphany, without realizing the divine influence behind it.

Mental characteristics

Personal history

Born from Inti, the Inca sun god, and Mama Quilla, the moon goddess. Their cosmic union resulted in Intiak, representing the vitality of the sun and the enduring power of celestial bodies.

Sexuality

Pansexual: Very Active--His life is a tapestry of diverse relationships, reflecting his outgoing and flirtatious nature. He prefers non-monogamous arrangements, enjoying the freedom and variety it brings. His connections are often passionate and intense, though they may not always be long-term.

Personality Characteristics

Motivation

Intiak is an energetic and humorous entertainer, always ready to bring joy and laughter. He loves and relishes new experiences and has a fascination of what it means to be human. His culture is relatively new and short lived when compared to his family, so his resentment is a lot less than the others.

Virtues & Personality perks

Vitality, Radiance, Leadership

Vices & Personality flaws

Overbearing, Stubbornness, Overconfidence

Social

Family Ties

Within his family, his innate warmth and empathy make him a unifying force, yet he struggles to understand his less tolerant family members. His unwavering loyalty is a pillar of strength for his family, but this same trait can turn into stubbornness, leading to familial tensions. He can be either the loyal travel companion or the class clown.

Social Aptitude

Intiak maintains his playful and humorous side, using his abilities to entertain and deflect others from the really important questions. But this allows him to interact outside of the family most effectively and without ties that could lead to questions.  He's from mild to wild in 60 seconds or less.

Hobbies & Pets

Soccer, stone masonry, botanical gardening, traditional brewing

Speech

Intiak's communication style is humorous, flamboyant, and full of pop culture references. He often speaks in a playful and animated manner, with a tone that is both jovial and comforting.
(example: The Genie from Aladdin)

Relationships

Henry McCarty

Spouse

Towards Intiak

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Intiak

Spouse

Towards Henry McCarty

5

Intiak

Cathbhráithre

Towards Morgan Berry

0

Morgan Berry

Cathbhráithre

Towards Intiak

0

Species
Ethnicity
Date of Birth
May 5, 400 NE
Year of Birth
400 CE 1624 Years old
Birthplace
Hanan Pacha
Parents
Spouses
Henry McCarty (Spouse)
Siblings
Morgan Berry (Cathbhráithre)
Children
Current Residence
Sex
Male
Gender
Male
Presentation
18 year old male
Eyes
Bright Blue
Hair
Golden Blonde
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
Sun-kissed
Height
5' 9"
Weight
185 lbs
Aligned Organization
Ruled Locations
Character Prototype
Taurus
Provider, Earthy
Grounded, reliable, practical, and focused on stability and security
Colors
Gold, Bronze, Midnight Blue, Mahagony, Dark Red

Home

The Island of Tír na nóg
Welcome to the island. Tourism is not allowed. Invitation Only.


Articles under Intiak


Current Era

Note from the author
In the realm where gods and mortals intersect, the act of journaling transcends mere record-keeping; it becomes a sacred ritual, a reflection of divine will and personal growth. Under the directive of Symbel, the guardian of balance and order, each deity is compelled to document their journeys, challenges, and triumphs. These journals serve as after-action reports of sorts, a means to contemplate and learn from each endeavor they undertake. However, the manner in which these reflections are recorded is left to the discretion of each god, allowing their unique personalities and perspectives to shine through.

The gods, my friends, within these pages are as varied as the elements they command and the realms they inhabit. Their journaling traits, carefully outlined, attempt to capture the essence of their divine natures and the styles they adopt in documenting their experiences. It's important to note, though, that these traits are not rigid frameworks but rather fluid guidelines. Just as humans are prone to change, so too are the gods subject to shifts in style, frequency, and focus in their journal entries. Variations and departures from their usual manner of writing are not just expected but embraced, revealing the multifaceted personalities that dwell within each deity.

Moreover, each god, in their immortal journey, encounters moments of profound transformation. Once or twice in their existence—not just in any given trip but across the span of their eternal lives—they will face events that redefine them. Whether sparked by romantic entanglements, physical trials, emotional revelations, or significant events, these pivotal experiences contribute to their growth. Like mortals, the gods evolve, shaped by the trials they endure and the wisdom they acquire.

As you peruse these entries, keep in mind that these are but snapshots of beings as complex and dynamic as the worlds they oversee. These are windows into their souls, offering glimpses of divinity in its myriad forms. Expect to witness the steady hand of wisdom, the fiery scribbles of passion, the deliberate cadence of power, and the gentle flow of introspection. Each entry, each departure from the norm, is a testament to the living, breathing essence of the gods themselves. And finally, these are my friends and extended family, while you may comment, be respectful. If you don't like something, be constructive. If you are offended, stop reading and go somewhere else.

  • 1852 CE

    18 July

    1852 July 18 – Birmingham, England

    Hey there, Diary, Today's escapade brought me to Birmingham, the beating heart of the Industrial Revolution. And who do I bump into but Robert Stephenson, a mastermind of steam engines and a wizard with a wrench. Robert, with his soot-smudged face and eyes sparkling like pistons, was all about his latest steam locomotive. Let me tell you, these machines are beasts – roaring with power and belching steam like dragons. We walked around the workshop, Robert explaining the nuts and bolts of his creations. I nodded and threw in my two cents – or two pesos, I should say. Got to keep up the act, you know? As the day turned to dusk, we found ourselves in a local pub, surrounded by the clatter of mugs and the buzz of excited chatter. Our conversation steamed ahead, from the marvels of engineering to the simpler pleasures of life. Things got heated, in a good way. Robert's passion for his work is infectious, and let's just say, it wasn't just the engines steaming by the end of the night. A fiery encounter, as intense as the firebox of a locomotive. Sketch for the day: Drew Robert, with his engineer's cap and a backdrop of his beloved steam engine, a portrait of a man and his machine. Until next time, Tak

  • 1881 CE

    18 July

    1881 July 14 - He's Gone!!!
    Life, Death



    I can't breathe.

  • 1885 CE

    23 November

    1885 Nov 23 - New Building in Tir na nOg
    Construction beginning/end

    I am beyond words. I love you fam!

    Additional timelines
  • 2020 CE

    20 June

    2020 June 20 – Los Angeles, California

    Hey Babe. You wouldn't believe the world now. It's crazy, beautiful, and messed up, all at once. You'd have loved to see how far we've come, the gadgets we have now and hated all the men trying to ruin things as they do. Remember how you marveled at the simplest things? Now, we've got tech that would blow your mind. The first half of 2020, it's been a whirlwind, diary. Pandemics, protests, and people pushing for change. Technology's been a lifeline, connecting us in a world forced apart. I've seen the best and worst of humanity, all in the span of a few months. It's fascinating how humans rally, adapt, innovate – especially when their backs are against the wall while at the same time destroying the things and people around them. I talk about the VR worlds, the digital connections, the way we can be together while being miles apart. You'd have a field day with this stuff. We could've explored new worlds without ever leaving our room. And you would have been safe. But it's not just the tech, Henry. It's the people, their spirit. Some of them are fighting for a better world, just like you did. Your spirit, it's still here, in every protest, every call for justice. You'd be right there with them, a rebel with a cause. The night grows deeper, and I miss you, Henry. Every day, every moment. But I carry you with me, in every adventure, every smile. You're my ghost in the machine, my heavenly cowboy. I know you hear these things and that helps. Be home soon babe. Closing the diary, I sketch a scene – me you and technology. It's a picture of longing, of love undimmed by time, a whisper to the night that's always listening.

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