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Sif Gwyndelyn
"I would rather fight for my life than live it."
Basic Information
-Aliases:
The Black Swordsman
The Struggler
Muscle Lady
Siffy (by Yuta Inoue)
The Brute (by Hekate Olympios)
Berserker
Odinn (BMD Associate)
The Incarnation of Odin
The Cursed Child
She who makes the Impossible, Possible.
Fenrir (Knights Templar/Children of Eden)
-Gender:
Female
-Age:
25
-Height:
5’9” ft (175.26 cm)
-Weight:
220 lbs (99.7 kg)
-Build:
Muscular, top heavy.
-Skin Color:
White
-Eye Color:
Hazel
-Hair Style:
Mullet
-Hair Color:
Blonde
-Fashion:
Would usually wear her Leather jacket with brown cargo pants and combat boots.
Sometimes would wear her Armour around town.
-Abnormalities:
Scars all over her body due to previous battles, has a carving of “The Rune of Fenrir” on the top left of her chest.
-Date of Birth:
July 23, 199X
-Place of Birth:
Skalfjord, Northern Norway, Norway.
-Nationality:
Norwegian
-Race:
Caucasian
-Sexual Orientation:
Bi-sexual ( Female leaning)
-Religious Beliefs:
Agnostic theist (Formally)
Norse Paganism (Ongoing)
-Political Beliefs:
N/A
General AppearanceSif Gwyndelyn
"I would rather fight for my life than live it."
Basic Information
-Aliases:
The Black Swordsman
The Struggler
Muscle Lady
Siffy (by Yuta Inoue)
The Brute (by Hekate Olympios)
Berserker
Odinn (BMD Associate)
The Incarnation of Odin
The Cursed Child
She who makes the Impossible, Possible.
Fenrir (Knights Templar/Children of Eden)
-Gender:
Female
-Age:
25
-Height:
5’9” ft (175.26 cm)
-Weight:
220 lbs (99.7 kg)
-Build:
Muscular, top heavy.
-Skin Color:
White
-Eye Color:
Hazel
-Hair Style:
Mullet
-Hair Color:
Blonde
-Fashion:
Would usually wear her Leather jacket with brown cargo pants and combat boots.
Sometimes would wear her Armour around town.
-Abnormalities:
Scars all over her body due to previous battles, has a carving of “The Rune of Fenrir” on the top left of her chest.
-Date of Birth:
July 23, 199X
-Place of Birth:
Skalfjord, Northern Norway, Norway.
-Nationality:
Norwegian
-Race:
Caucasian
-Sexual Orientation:
Bi-sexual ( Female leaning)
-Religious Beliefs:
Agnostic theist (Formally)
Norse Paganism (Ongoing)
-Political Beliefs:
N/A
-Appearance:
Sif Gwyndelyn would be a more rugged face, or more boyish, as some people do mistake her gender as male. A scar over the bridge of her nose accompanied by the freckles on her face. Sif’s eyes would look bagged, but strong. Symbolising her role as a hunter. She would have a strong jawline, with a bit of an underbite.
-Personality:
Known for her Severity, Sif is a hoarse, and cynical woman having an overall bleak outlook in life. The reasoning was due to her life living in the wilderness during her youth. In spite of her brooding and gruff exterior, She shows a more compassionate and outgoing personality to those she likes. Even with her inner Darkness trying to consume her through temptation, she maintains her compassion and empathy. Refusing to throw her humanity away. Regardless of her lack of knowledge, her experiences measure up with wisdom. Above all else, Sif Is the personification of resilience and determination. Throughout her tribulations, she never gave in to her fate.
-Diseases/Illness:
N/A
-Character Voice:
Sif would have a Scottish/British heavy accent, which is very rough and partly uses more British slang. Her pitch would be a bit deeper, however less monotone.
However, with her Black Swordsman armour on, Sif would make her voice more gritty, and use a more formal language.
-Equipment:
Sif’s equipment would be her 1998 Fatboy Harley-Davidson, with a sword sheath on the side of it. Another would be her 1970 Ford Mustang rust bucket. Last but not least, her Sword.
Sif carries her sword everywhere she goes, as it's the only item she is in bond with. The Sword would be the same size as her, the edges are chipped with the weight of the blade being overall a 60 lbs (27 kgs) greatsword.
-Clothes:
Sif would dawn a black leather jacket with a black tank top underneath. Brown cargo pants accompanied by steel toed combat shoes.
As the Black Swordsman, Sif would wear an all black armour made by hers truly. The armour would have scratches and dents, complemented with her own helmet. Which is inspired by the traditional Armet helmet.
-Hobbies:
Sif’s hobbies include, Working out at the gym, Hunting animals for food, Training with her sword, and mountain climbing.
-Serious Problems/Flaws/Addictions/Disorders/Disabilities:
From childhood, she experienced severe neglect, and was born weak. From being in a battlefield, Sif has developed PTSD, as well as psychosis. Because she wasn’t taught how to read, Sif cannot read. Sometimes you can see her smoke big Cuban cigars, which can be detrimental to her stamina.
-Skills:
- Master swordsman: Because she wielded a sword at such a young age, Sif is considered a master Swordsman. Especially wielding swords the same size as her. Sif’s a combat strategist and versatile improviser, using any opportunity available to throw off the opposition. On several occasions, she has used children to bait and distract enemies when overwhelmed.
- Peak-Human Conditioning: Despite being born as a weak and frail child, throughout her life, Sif has lived in the wilderness. Honing her body to match the nature around her. Spending decades to refine her body to the warrior she is today. During her days as a mercenary she worked hard labour and was the swordsman of her band.
- Indomitable Will: Sif would possess an indomitable will which allows her to persevere against the odds. Her force of will is prominent that she’s willing to mutilate her own body to pursue her goal.
- Berserker Mode: A condition in which Sif, due to any psychological or physical effects, falls into an uncontrollable rage. Intelligence is often reduced to the level of animal instincts, and Sif is in this condition begins with attacking indiscriminately, with increased aggression.
When Sif gets in a mood of anger, her accent gets stronger. She also isn’t fond of physical contact, as she rejects anyone who either gets up to her face, or physically touches her.
-Family:
[Beyla Tyrsonn] "Even if the world is against you.. I'll always love you."
Beyla, mother of Sif, gave birth during her early 20s. Due to the starvation in her small village, she was ostracised by the other denizens for giving birth to a weak child.
Till the age of 5, Sif and her mother had a bond, since they've only had each other. The only mother figure Sif ever had. However, hysteria has struck the town. Each of the people were murdering overs for resources, killing the children and women. Sif ran away as the town was sent into insanity. Once she came back, Sif would find all the towns women hung upon a dead tree, including her mother.
[Gunnersonn] "It's a dog eat dog world."
Gunnersonn is the estranged father of Sif. After a one-night stand with Beyla, Gunnersonn refused to believe Sif was his daughter. He was a hunter and a guard of the village. Once word has gone round that he has a child, nonetheless, the child of Beyla, he was sent off to a mission with other hunters. Far off the forest, he was assassinated by his own men. Sif never really cared for her father, since he wasn't there for her.
[Odinn Gwyndelyn] "Hatred is where those who can’t stand sadness go."
Odinn Gwyndelyn was the old man who rescued Sif in the wilderness. Seeing a small and frail child survive such harsh conditions, He believed Sif was death defying. During her late childhood / early teens, Sif would learn to hunt properly, gather wood, and learn how to take care of herself. At the age of 14 or 15, Sif was a prolific hunter, using the nature around her as a tool, and of course, hunting with a sword. Odinn helped her forge her own sword. As she grew older, stronger, Odinn has grown older, and weaker. To the point Sif had to take care of him. Before he goes, he tells Sif that he cared for her as a daughter, as his own kin, and is happy to see that she’s gotten stronger. Thus dying at an old age. Sif, taking his surname out of honour.
-Backstory:
[Beyla Tyrsonn] "Even if the world is against you.. I'll always love you."
Beyla, mother of Sif, gave birth during her early 20s. Due to the starvation in her small village, she was ostracised by the other denizens for giving birth to a weak child.
Till the age of 5, Sif and her mother had a bond, since they've only had each other. The only mother figure Sif ever had. However, hysteria has struck the town. Each of the people were murdering overs for resources, killing the children and women. Sif ran away as the town was sent into insanity. Once she came back, Sif would find all the towns women hung upon a dead tree, including her mother.
[Gunnersonn] "It's a dog eat dog world."
Gunnersonn is the estranged father of Sif. After a one-night stand with Beyla, Gunnersonn refused to believe Sif was his daughter. He was a hunter and a guard of the village. Once word has gone round that he has a child, nonetheless, the child of Beyla, he was sent off to a mission with other hunters. Far off the forest, he was assassinated by his own men. Sif never really cared for her father, since he wasn't there for her.
[Odinn Gwyndelyn] "Hatred is where those who can’t stand sadness go."
Odinn Gwyndelyn was the old man who rescued Sif in the wilderness. Seeing a small and frail child survive such harsh conditions, He believed Sif was death defying. During her late childhood / early teens, Sif would learn to hunt properly, gather wood, and learn how to take care of herself. At the age of 14 or 15, Sif was a prolific hunter, using the nature around her as a tool, and of course, hunting with a sword. Odinn helped her forge her own sword. As she grew older, stronger, Odinn has grown older, and weaker. To the point Sif had to take care of him. Before he goes, he tells Sif that he cared for her as a daughter, as his own kin, and is happy to see that she’s gotten stronger. Thus dying at an old age. Sif, taking his surname out of honour.
-Backstory:
Born in a small Villa of Skalfjord, Sif was destined to die from birth. Seeing that she was born weak, the townsfolk wanted to abandon her, throw her into the lake. Leaving her to rot. However, Beyla, Sif’s mother, disregarded what the others had spoken. Raising her with all she can. The townsfolk would throw dirt, rocks and other items towards Beyla, while her father only stood and watched. As time passes, resources become scarce. Scarce to the point where some of the denizens of Skalfjord resort to cannibalism. Their next target was Sif, even if being all skin and bones, they still went after her. Sif ran away into the wilderness, to hide. Mass hysteria has struck the town, in which they resort to such violent acts as maiming another, cannibalising each other, or merely killing for pleasure. Hearing the wails and screams from the distance, Sif ran towards it, running back to her own town.
Alas, she was late. Only one man stood, the mayor of the town, as he lynched and killed the women, and burned the corpses of the children. Sif, seeing the corpse of her mother, sends her in a raging fury, grabbing the nearest sword, striking the demented mayor right in the heart. Using all of her strength to exact vengeance. With nothing left in the town, Sif would gather what she could with her sickly arms and run towards the wilderness.
Spending time eating small birds, and other rodents, she held up her own for a year. Until her body almost gave up. Almost dying in the middle of nowhere. Until, The old man rescued her. The old man, Odinn Gwyndelynn raised Sif to be a strong individual, a hunter. Once the old man had no more, his life was extinguished. Leaving Sif to be alone once more.
Now, as an expert huntress, Sif would now hunt bigger prey, even apex animals. Feasting on the meat of bears and deers. She would build small huts from the wood she would cut down with her sword. Her mind has retreated to a more animalistic and savage mindset. It won’t take long for her to see another town. Her first contact with humans since The Old Man.
Walking into a bar, one of the bar members would try to seduce her, of course it fails, as she beats the man into a pulp, having the others trying to stop her. One man orders everyone to stop. This man’s name would be Andres “Karlsefni” Eriksonn. Seeing Sif in such a state, he’d invite her to his table, with a bunch of his mates. Sif, hesitant, would follow him, sitting there silently. Impressed by how Sif fought, Andres invites her to his mercenary band. Seeing the massive sword on her back, he’d assume she was a swordsman. Sif would deny, leaving the bar. Andres would run out, and tell where to meet him if she changes her mind.
Weeks have passed by, Sif would try to find a place to live, but was denied every time. Giving in, she remembered the location where Andres and his band were camping. Walking into the small campsite Andres would open up to Sif with open arms. Still unfamiliar to her environment she would be hesitant, but would want a place to sleep.
Years have passed and Sif would be a captain to her band of mercenaries, fighting battles, carrying out hits, and other jobs that benefit the band. Sif would be a master swordsman, honing her skill in the battlefield. Everyone would praise her for her skill and tactics. Andres would invite her to his private tent to talk about the next battle. This would be a war against pragmatic cult members. The battle would happen during the eclipse.
The next day. The day that changed Sif’s life. She was sent to spy on a cult meeting, to obtain information. As Sif was snooping around, she was caught by one of the members. Taking out her sword, she would attack, only to be stopped by a gunshot. Despite being shot in the stomach, she still had some force to fight, however, she was easily outnumbered. Being kidnapped and imprisoned, they carved on her chest, to be sacrificed to Fenrir. Luckily, her band went out to rescue her. Little did they know, it was a suicide mission. As the moon crosses the sun, her band would have fought valiantly against the cultists. Regardless of how the mission went, their goal was to rescue Sif. It was a violent battle. Sif, covered in filth and dirt, ran away from the battle, to see her comrades die. Die for her. She couldn’t bear to stand them fighting for their life.
Sif grabbing a small knife, she would fight tooth and nail against these cultists, under the black hole sun. Screaming in agony, as her beaten and bloodied body fights in the pool of blood, the blood of her own band. Of her family. A flashback to when she was young, to see her mother die, Sif would enter this state of fury. Some cultists ran, some fought, but those who fought, died by Sif’s fury. Once the eclipse was over, Sif was worn out, tired, passing out on the floor, alongside the corpses of her fallen comrades.
It wasn’t long till law enforcements arrived, seeing the damage, assessing the scene. Sif would cough, causing her to faintly wake up. It wasn’t long till they detained her, sending her to a hospital to recover, with intentions to interrogate her. As the police entered her hospital room, she would be gone. It wouldn’t take long for the police to arrest her.
As she rode in the prison bus, a group of hijackers would blow up the bus, freeing the prisoners. One girl said her father was a pilot once, and that she was taught how to fly a plane. Running away from the police, they would find themselves hiding in a cave, evading the police. They lived in the cave for some days, once the police had cleared the area. Sif had another plan. Dwelling deep into the cave, she finds an old Viking burial ground, with one of the graves having a sword, completely intact. This would be the sword she would carry around the present day.
The pilot girl claimed to have known a fieldstrip near an old town. Making their way to the airstrip, they would find only one plane in commission. A Cessna. The pilot girl gets onto the driver seat, as Sif would push the plane for it to fly. Once the plane was in operation, she would climb back into the plane, and they would both fly off.
Heading more east, they would find themselves flying over Russia. This is the first time Sif’s been in a plane, feeling uneasy, as the jet lag and nausea kicks in, the plane would start to run out of gas, and with no parachute, it would seem to be the end of her journey. As the plane would fall, she would brace herself for the impact, crash landing in the eastern side of Siberia. Sif would fall out of the plane as it neared the crash, landing in a bush, with some of the branches impaling her. However, the same cannot be said for the poor girl. Removing some of the sticks that splintered her, Sif would walk towards the crash, only to see a metal bar pierce through the pilot. Using the last bit of her life, the pilot would reach her hand to Sif. It was too late. The Cessna would explode, taking the pilot with it.
With such a horrendous sight, all Sif could do is stare with her thousand yard eyes. Again, in the wilderness. As if Sif belonged there, as part of the Earth. It wouldn’t take long for her to continue her journey. Crossing all of what is Eastern Siberia. Heading towards the docs, Sif would see a small sailboat. Hijacking it, she would venture off into the Sea of Okhotsk. A terrible sea, filled with harsh waters and waves. These waves grew worse. Throwing the boat around causing it to destroy it.
With only surviving with a floating piece of wood, and the sword on her back, Sif would end up on the shores of Karakura. Awoken by Tatsuya Uzui.
-EXTRA:
The Black Swordsman Armour.
Sif: Age 5.
Sif wielding her sword.
Sif's Inner spirit.
Sif's Physical appearance
Sif in "Berserk Mode"
Sif's Face sheet.
All art done by: LithiumLibido.
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