Name: [
Pnelma Tirian]
Character name: Othespa
What you are the god of: Dreams
Age: 756,753 years old
Height: ten thousand feet tall, and three inches high. As a general rule, she settles around 6'5", long and lean.
Eye color/shape: Almond shaped, iridescent, and widely spaced on her face.
Hair color/style: Long and jet black, stretching down to her feet where it swirls into the Dreamscape.
Face specifics: Othespa's skin tends to be a pallid grey, and a bit transparent, revealing the ill-concealed, swirling power underneath her skin. Her face is widely set, with faint eyebrows and a slight nose and thin lips. Being a thing of Dreams, she can of course drastically alter her appearance, but for the most part, this is how she appears.
Body specifics: She is dressed in black and white, in a dress shining like the night sky. Around her neck is a large, scarlet ruby that even Kern would envy, and around her shoulders is a mantle woven from the finest dreams. Atop her head, weaving inbetween locks of ebony black, is a delicate silver crown that looks more like it was grown than made. Too often, her long black hair is concealed by the hood of her mantle.
History: Sand had collected in a large lake, but not quite enough to form a god. Exausted from trying to mend the third of humanity's lives spent sleeping in utter darkness, Doire slipped into the lake, and fell into a deep slumber. In his dreams, the shadow of Othespa appeared to him, and promised to fill the darkness with dreams if he would give her a small amount of his power. He agreed, and she escaped her womb through the Doire's waking breath, and built the Dreamscape, where all sleepers come to rest.
Personality: Othespa doesn't have much of a sense of humor, but her imagination is without boundaries. She isn't quick to anger, but isn't quick to forgive, either. Most of the time she is very fond of humans, and often courts them in their dreams. Outside of the Dreamscape, she gets very nervous and shy around other things, especially around other gods. Inside her own kingdom, she is charismatic and friendly to her allies, but regards her enemies with a cold, detached loathing. She treats most of the other gods as siblings, but is more than happy left alone.
Sexual preference: Since Othespa is known to phase from gender to gender, as well as taking different forms of species, basically anything that catches her fancy.
Relations: Othespa could be considered the daughter of Doire. She holds a long-lasting grudge against Orry, and is biding her time until he falls into slumber.
Special abilities/talents: Othespa can craft dreams and plant them in the minds of men and gods alike. She can also spin nightmares and trap dreamers in them, stretching the time spent in Dreamscape to more than is spent in sleep.
Special influence on the world: Othespa often sends dreams to writers and artists, pulling them out of creative starvation and allowing culture and beauty to blossom.
Also, answer in character the following question:
"What's your favorite thing to do?"
Othespa twisted her long, lithe fingers together. "I like to make things. Little things, shadows of things, and if I like them enough I give them to an artist. Sometimes they can make it again. Sometimes they can't capture it. I know then to give them easier shadows next time." She spun together a small, chaotic creature with eight hundred eyes and thirty mouths in smoke. "Sometimes, if I very much like a shadow of a thing, I'll give it to a god to make, and sometimes if it is a very good thing, I can play in its dreams later." She let the little shadow hop out of her hands to wander into someone's dream before it could deteriorate into nothing.
Stumble!