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Basics
NAME: Loki Laufeyson AGE: Old Enough to Know Better (several centuries old actually) NATIONALITY: Asgardian RACE: Frost Giant (human, now, thanks) OCCUPATION: Demigod TITLE/RANK: God of Mischeif | HEIGHT: 6'2" BUILD: Lanky HAIR: Dark, shoulder length, curly a bit EYES: Green (sometimes blue) SKIN: Pale BEARING: Arrogant |
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: Carries himself with the sort of poise and air of someone who is used to being important. |
Status
DIVISION: Research
PROJECTS:
The first time around
August (2021):
- went to Antiva City with Abby and painted sun motifs in various places within the city
- responsible for fireworks during the Grand Tourney
November:
- saved an agent in Cumberland with Astarion
- Fought in the battle to free Val Chevin and stuck around for a while afterward to help with things
Reputation
PREVIOUSLY
- spent a lot of time with Alexandrie d'Asgard, and is the splitting image of her husband, though carries himself a little differently (smiles and laughs more easily, for one thing)
- lived in Hightown in the de Fontaine apartments
- had definitely identified himself as a 'god' before on the crystals more or less in public
- was close with a Rifter named Sylvie
- actively and openly somewhat antagonistic towards Ambassador Rutyer, but who isn't?
Hooks - people who know Alexandrie (because he was practically attached at her hip)
- people who remember him from before
- non-Natives who have a Native doppelgänger
- MAGES
- FIGHTERS
- people who are tired of his bullshit, from any direction
satinalia gifting; 2021
There's a note in English tucked in with it.
Merry Satinalia. I figure you can make fire on your own, but it's always good to have a backup just in case.
- Your Secret Satinalia Spirit
There is a card tucked alongside it. The front is blank, save for a roughly painted, warm-yellow sun.
You're always trying to make me look fancy. Thought I'd return the sentiment.
Thanks for everything. Happy Satinalia.
- Abby.
Thereβs also a copy of the previously promised pamphlet of ridiculous odes to various wines.
To Mister Laufeyson,
With my apologies for my conduct the first time we met.
I should like to talk with you again.
--D.M.
Also a note on a scrap of paper:
thannk u forr yor help. cole.
No note is attached.