Name: Merav Siskind
Gender: Female
Age: 14 billion years, give or take a couple hundred million.
Race: Angel
Description: Merav is a tall woman, with perfect white skin, an ample chest and shortish green hair that she likes to wear in pigtails because it's
fetishistic cute. Her face is round, cheerful and rarely without a smile. Her eyes are intense pools of yellow, like molten gold, and lack pupils. As an angel she has pure white wings, but they're mostly for show as she flies through her divine power alone. Right below her belly button is a glowing gold symbol that identifies her as a servant of Kotar, god of smithing and industry. A halo of growing metal floats above her head. Despite being the angel of a god of smithing Merav wears very little armour, preferring to use her natural speed to avoid attacks. As such she wears little more than an armoured bikini, sandals and gloves with a bit of metalwork for reinforcement. In combat she usually wields a divine blade that she conjures out of thin air, and as the only nod towards protection has a shield made out of divine metals to protect herself.
Stats:Ah, bugger all. We'll probably change the system before she gets into a fight, who cares?
Power: Angel of the Forge: Merav is almost completely immune to heat and fire due to her position as a servant of a god of smithing, but suffers from the cold just like anyone else. She can summon weapons out of thin air, but if they leave her hands for too long they unravel and vanish to where they came from. Generally she uses this power to create a sword to fight with, but she can also make javelins to bombard foes from afar or lances to skew them with her blinding speed. As she focus more on martial combat than magical she can't really do much else with her powers. Like all angels she can bless the arms and armour of her companions to be extra effective against demons and the undead and her mere presence inspires and invigorates those who worship Kotar. It almost goes without saying that she's a talented smith, and her skill in the forge surpasses almost but a few extremely gifted mortals.