((Character Stub. Work in Progress. Hard hat area.))
| Erica Nidhogg
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| Player: @IronGhost
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| I'm a simple beast, really.
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| Biographical Data
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| Real Name:
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Erica Astrid Thialfi
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| Known Aliases:
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Erica Nidhogg
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| Gender:
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Female
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| Species:
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Merged Human and Norse Dragon
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| Ethnicity:
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Icelandic American
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| Place of Birth:
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Johnstown, Pennsylvania, United States
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| Base of Operations:
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Millenium City, Michigan, United States
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| Relatives:
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Lars Thialfi/Nidhoggr (Father), Yutte Sorensdottir (Mother), Nils Thialfi (Younger Brother)
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| Characteristics
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| Age:
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27
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| Height:
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8'4"
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| Weight:
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*Scrawl*
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| Eyes:
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Red
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| Hair:
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Green
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| Complexion:
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"A pleasant shade of gold."
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| Physical Build:
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Amazonian
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| Physical Features:
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Horns, Finned Tail, Leathery Wings, Thin Features
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| Status
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| Fame:
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Recluse
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| Alignment:
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| LG
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LN
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LE
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TN
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NE
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| CG
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CN
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CE
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| Identity:
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Reconstructed
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| Years Active:
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4
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| Citizenship:
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American Citizen with a Criminal Record
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| Occupation:
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PRIMUS Special Agent
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| Education:
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Holds A Bachelor's Degree in the Field of Horticulture
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| Marital Status:
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Hopelessly Single
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| Known Powers and Abilities
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| Super Strength, Nigh Invulnerability, Heightened Healing, Heightened Senses, Heightened Athleticism, Tactile Pyrokinesis
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| Equipment and Paraphernalia
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| PRIMUS Issued Uniform, Archaic Armor, The Sword Vofaskopari (Ghostmaker), Basic Crime Scene Investigative Tools.
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| Physical Attributes
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Strength
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Weapon
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Durability
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Armor
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Speed
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Reflexes
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Resistance
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Stamina
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Dexterity
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Agility
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Combat
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Regeneration
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| Non-Physical Attributes
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Energy
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Psionics
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Telepathy
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Willpower
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Sorcery
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Technology
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Intelligence
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Knowledge
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Charisma
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Bravery
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| MaekadaBox created by @Maekada
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Tyger Tyger, burning bright, In the forests of the night; What immortal hand or eye, Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies. Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand, dare seize the fire? And what shoulder, & what art, Could twist the sinews of thy heart? And when thy heart began to beat, What dread hand? & what dread feet? What the hammer? what the chain, In what furnace was thy brain? What the anvil? what dread grasp, Dare its deadly terrors clasp! When the stars threw down their spears And water'd heaven with their tears: Did he smile his work to see? Did he who made the Lamb make thee? Tyger Tyger burning bright, In the forests of the night: What immortal hand or eye, Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
-The Tyger, William Blake
