Loki
Child of Chaos Loki (a.k.a. Luther Quill)
“Alright. You want entertainment? I’ll give you the show of your f*rking life.”
Physical Description
General Physical Condition
Varies. Often lanky and bony, just at the edge of mildly emaciated.
Body Features
Missing their right hand, courtesy of being an idiot. Occasionally sports dark greenish-black, glassy horns sprouting from just above the hairline. Their wild cloud of black hair takes up as much or more space than their body.
Facial Features
Narrow, ever-so-slightly aquiline nose. Thin lips and small, wicked-looking fangs. Sharp, hollow cheekbones. Very flexible eyebrows. Eyes appear pupiless most of the time; just solid green and blue.
Apparel & Accessories
Tends to wear highly adjustable clothing (to accommodate shape-shifting). Long swaths of solid-colored fabric wrapped in different ways, simple pieces of armor attached with long leather straps.
Specialized Equipment
Black dragonhide boots with wicked stiletto-blade heels; a plain leather armband with a concealed coin pocket on the inside, holding a large platinum coin with an ouroboros on one side and an eye on the other; a thin red-and-black metal circlet set with short onyx horns; heavy manacles inscribed with complicated arcane runes.
Mental characteristics
Personal history
For most of the history of Uthilith, Loki has been a solitary planar wanderer, uninterested in the affairs of others except when they found it entertaining. They primarily resided in Pandemonium (if restlessly pacing the endless, windy tunnels really counts as “residing”), but made frequent trips to the Abyss and–rarely–the Feywild.
Loki’s existence has ever been a lonely one. A new consciousness, born of violence and cursed with the memories and emotions of two entities she wants nothing to do with. To say she was driven mad would be incorrect; Loki was born mad. In forming themself as a distinct entity, they avoided their remaining living “parent,” and sought out noise and chaos to drown the cries of the other parent within. Thus, it was many centuries before Loki began to meddle in the affairs of gods and mortals.
He took a few warlocks in his time, but quickly grew bored with these mortals’ subservience, and abandoned them to their own devices once more. At some point, a game of cards with a few other chaotic entities led to Loki acquiring a dangerous bit of knowledge: the identity of the long-dead Raven Queen’s champion. She was aware of the potential this information had to destroy the secondary material plane, but had no intention of using it herself. It was a useful bargaining tool; a wild card to throw down if the multiverse grew too boring. Little did they know that learning that one small fact would be their downfall.
Through an unspoken, mutual agreement, Loki had not interacted with The Erlkönig for many centuries. She expected to be, if anything, greatly amused to hear that her parent had been slain by a group of upstart mortals. But instead, something in Loki shattered. She was, now, truly alone in the multiverse. A blur of plane-shifting, a vision tinged red with rage, a lone creature floating, screaming above a broken isle. Loki vowed that she would see this demiplane burn in retribution. They immediately took flight in search of the Raven Queen’s champion. It was the first of many humiliations to come that they were discovered and apprehended before they could light the fire.
And here they stand in this tavern now, disguised as a surly elf. Memories stolen, powers stripped away, dignity annihilated, anguish intact. Forced to play the role of “hero” indefinitely, to satisfy a snowball in a clown hat and a court of beings they cannot even remember. Welcome to Valenacht.
Gender Identity
Genderfluid
Sexuality
Probably aroace, but would fuck if it was entertaining enough.
Education
Inherited knowledge, life experience. No formal education.
Employment
Currently working as a mercenary and agent of Achlýs.
Accomplishments & Achievements
Not getting murdered by the party; freeing herself from Igor's chains.
Failures & Embarrassments
Literally everything that has ever happened to them.
Mental Trauma
The core trauma of Loki’s being is their creation out of an act of destruction and violence. Artagan’s murder shapes everything about their worldview.
Intellectual Characteristics
Occasionally quick-witted. Easily bored or frustrated. Endlessly curious if the conditions are right. A “fuck around and find out” type.
Morality & Philosophy
There is no such thing as care, or mercy, or good and evil. Every entity in the multiverse is fundamentally alone, and as such, will always act in its own self-interest. Even creatures that enjoy each other’s company are simply using each other for their own gain; you may as well at least be honest with yourself about it.
Personality Characteristics
Motivation
Perpetually lashing out in confusion and pain.
Hygiene
Passable, in spite of her fondness for blood.
Social
Contacts & Relations
Religious Views
Religious people are either opportunists or fools. Loki, naturally, counts herself as the former. Their service of Achlýs is nothing more than an arrangement of convenience in working towards their similar goals.
Social Aptitude
Does not understand empathy. In conversation, she flips rapidly between playful teasing and full-on verbal/emotional torment. Even when attempting to be charming, Loki more than not often ends up terrifying the poor unfortunate stuck talking to them.
Mannerisms
Laughs and grins menacingly at every opportunity. Changes her height to loom slightly over whatever group she is with. One eye or the other will sometimes flare brightly in response to her casting or emotions.
Hobbies & Pets
Fond of taxidermy and trophy-collecting. One such trophy is a tiny gelatinous cube in a jar. His name is Lucifer.
Speech
Voice is low and smooth most of the time (when in their “true” form). If it deviates noticeably from that, they might be actively coming unhinged.
Alignment
Chaotic Neutral
Current Location
Species
Honorary & Occupational Titles
Extraplanar Criminal :)
Professions
Date of Birth
Verdant Moon 29, CY 30
Year of Birth
30 CY
1669 Years old
Birthplace
Children
Current Residence
Pronouns
any
Eyes
left sky blue, right bright green
Hair
jet black yet reflective, streaked with orange
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
very pale, almost translucent white-blue, with a dark green tinge underneath
Height
approximately 7'1"
Weight
140 lbs - gaunt
Belief/Deity
god-critical, has a close attachment to goddess of arcana Sibyll
Aligned Organization
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