Odigo lived on the peaceful island of Hasting Holm, born around the year 230. In the year 320, a war broke out between the gods that ruled the land. The god of death, Caedes, turned against his mother and brother, Statera and Natus, claiming he was underappreciated. Thus the great war began, and Odigo was determined to fight for her home.

Joining the war when she was just barely 100, Odigo was a talented soldier. She climbed the ranks incredibly fast, and before she knew it she was meeting the god of life himself to discuss battle plans. Odigo and Natus soon became acquainted, and after a few years, they were close friends. Natus often took care of her when she came back injured, always looking a tad bit guilty.

Despite their best efforts, Halsting Holm was taken over by Caedes in 345 and became a full blown war factory, pumping out weapons and soldiers at an alarming rate. It was much harder to fight now with the increased troops, nearly turning the tide of the war. During the war she met a front-line cleric named Galena. She was always so worried for Odigo and always told her to be safer. Odigo ended up in her medic tent about every week, and soon the two bonded and fell in love. Over the next century, Odigo fought hard and grew ever closer to Natus and Galena.

Over the next year, Natus became quiet and distant, something worried on his mind. Odigo questioned him, but everytime he would go to say something, Statera would show up and drag him away, sending a glare towards Odigo. One fateful night, she left her tent in order to find Natus, determined to find out what was wrong. She found him arguing with his mom, saying something about how ‘she deserves to know’. Statera was talking down to him, threatening to kill her if he ever mentioned it. Looking around the room, she found Caedes sitting in the corner, looking disinterested. He eventually spoke up that they should just kill her before she found out that the war was all a sham.

Odigo froze as she took in the information. Caedes was here. The gods are working together. The war is fake. Her whole life, all the scars, the fighting, the love and loss, was all for a fake war. Running out of there, she didn’t know where to go other than not here. Running to her tent, she found Natus sitting there waiting for her. Once he saw her, he quickly stood up, trying to explain. Odigo started shouting insult after insult, which prompted Natus to cover her mouth as he desperately tried to explain. It was too late, Odigo was heartbroken, and Statera was standing behind her.

After that, everything was a blur. She remembers spending an unknown amount of time floating in a dark abyss, an odd sense of calm washing over her. She was snapped out a few times, finding herself in full armor with huge wounds laying in an empty medical tent. It didn’t last long before she was back to floating in silence, all alone. She was lost and confused, but seemed drained of any energy to think about it for too long.

After an unknown amount of time, the great clash of 1147 nearly split the war island of Maltonas in two, creating the ravine of Dead Man’s Tomb, splitting off a chunk of the island (later named Griever’s Reef, a memorial for the fallen), and throwing Odigo out of the darkness as she felt the burns cover her left side. She was dragged back to the medic tent, hearing distant calls about how ‘the folk hero is hurt’. She fell in and out of consciousness, noticing that it was different from the darkness she was in before.

Staring at the blank ceiling of the medic ward, she heard someone enter. A soft call of ‘Odigo?’ and she snapped her eyes over to Natus, who looked quite disheveled. He sat down and held up his hand for her to shush, and said he’d explain everything he could.

Odigo learned that she had been possessed by Statera for the past 700 years, being used as a puppet in a suit of armor as a folk hero. Her body is still young thanks to the possession. Statera was using her as a punishment for Natus for even considering spilling the truth. The clash was a show of true power between Statera and Caedes, and killed hundreds of thousands on both sides. Galena was long gone, personally gutted by Caedes on Statera’s demands. Back when Odigo was yelling, several soldiers overheard her, so Statera faked Odigo’s death and cursed her to look like Galena.

Odigo was having a hard time processing all of the information. Natus gave her no time to as soon he was dragging her out of bed, telling her he’s helping her escape. Still quite out of it, she found herself standing in front of her new house on Rook Island, a small retirement community just off Rosestone. She silently settled down, spending the next century in solitude, drinking away her sorrows, the blackouts being the closest she could get to that vast darkness she now missed. She never talked to her neighbors, only leaving the house for food and the occasional visit to her forest guardian friend from her childhood who had moved to Rosestone.

Her moping was interrupted by three traveling adventurers who were sent by these ‘magic coins‘ to come and find her. She knew it was a warning from Statera, Letting her know that she was never safe from the Gods. Odigo found herself dragged along on their adventures as Galena, and she decided to take this opportunity to use their help to somehow take down the gods. During one fight, a demi-god manages to drag its claws down her face, saying it was a gift from Statera. It left scars in the same place Statera’s possession marks appear. Over the next year, after losing and gaining some party members, the group winds up with a high elf fighter named Dzemael and a blue tiefling artificer named Amnon. By then, her plan was fully formed. Kill the gods, gain their powers, and fix the world.

Odigo led them around the islands, defeating corrupt demi-gods to grow their strength for the main fight against Natus. However, something threw Odigo off. The folk hero armor started showing up. The rest of the party knew the legend of the folk hero so Odigo had to play along, saying her discomfort was caused by a rocky past with them. She had no clue what poor soul was under there, or who was puppeting it

Odigo led them around the islands, defeating corrupt demi-gods to grow their strength for the main fight against Natus. However, something threw Odigo off. The folk hero armor started showing up. The rest of the party knew the legend of the folk hero so Odigo had to play along, saying her discomfort was caused by a rocky past with them. She had no clue what poor soul was under there, or who was puppeting it

After months of traveling around killing demi-gods, they finally sought out Natus and challenged him to a fight. Natus seemed happy to see Odigo, but she sneered at him, clearly showing she meant business here. Only one of them was leaving alive. He chuckled, throwing out some starting quips before the fight began. Odigo had to admit, he was putting up a fight, but not as much as he could. Something was off, she could feel it. Right before the final blow, the folk hero armor burst from the side, grabbing the porcelain heart within Natus’ chest and shattering it, absorbing the power. The party stood there in shock, trying to process what happened before Odigo suddenly dropped to the ground unconscious.

Opening her eyes, she found herself standing in the vast darkness, the calm tingling on her fingertips. This was different, off putting. She looked around and found Natus standing there, immediately pulling her into a hug, a huge smile on his face. Odigo slipped free, demanding to know where she was. Natus sighed, patting himself off as he explained. He was the god possessing the armor, using it to spy on the party. At the end of the fight, he committed suicide, using his last bit of strength to send his power to her. Now armed with the power of a full god, she could fight the other two no problem. He never liked the war, so he was happy to help end it.

Odigo snapped awake, looking at her concerned friends before standing up, a new power thrumming through her veins as she dragged the two along to hunt down Caedes. They found him quickly, and began the fight. Odigo held back, using her power to make sure he did no true harm to her allies. Just like the last battle, the folk hero armor swooped in at the end, crushing his heart and absorbing the power. Odigo was now the puppet master, and absorbed the power for herself. After she convinced the party that they had to get to Statera before the folk hero did, they set off.

Statera didn’t run. They found her standing on a cliff, awaiting their arrival. She had felt the death of her two sons, and wondered what their final plan was. Mid dialogue, a hand plunged through Statera’s chest, gripping the heart and shattering it before the parties eyes. The armor started to rise, glowing with the absorbed power, the power of three true gods. And then it clattered to the ground, empty. A bright light emitted from behind Dzemael and Amnon, and as they turned to look, instead of Galena, they found a new face, the true face of Odigo. Now dressed in a cloak, she rose off the ground, laughing to herself as the ground began to shake. She had done it. She was now strong enough to fix the world, just as she planned.

As she went to fly higher, she felt something hit her back. Turning around, she found Dzemael yelling something at her while Amnon was taking out his machines. Odigo was confused, didn’t they want to fix the world? She dodged the next rock Dzemael threw her way, scowling. The earth began to crumble and rise, bringing the two up eye to eye with her. They tried to fight her but it was pointless. She tried to explain that this world was too broken to be fixed. She was going to fix it, and that they can leave it up to her. They fought her until the black mass of death fell over the world.

The blank state sat before Odigo as she conjured up a small wispy recreation of her hometown before the war. There sat Natus and Galena, awaiting her. Walking forward, she sat beside them, awaiting the two other souls that deserved an explanation. Not long after, Dzemael and Amnon walked up, still angry. She couldn’t blame them. After a long conversation and some hurt words thrown her way, Odigo bid them a farewell, making them promise to protect the new world from any potential corruption.

The two woke up on Halsting Holm, Odigo’s hometown restored to its former glory. She was nowhere to be found, the world free from gods entirely. There was never a war, all islands lush and thriving. A perfect reset world. Looking at the fountain in the town square, there is a small memorial plaque dedicated to Odigo, the one and only evidence that she ever existed.