PERSONALITY

Pythia is a somber individual. They speak in a peculiar way, referring to themself as ‘we’, as though they are two beings in one body- which, well, they kind of are! Are they talking about the poptopus they ate, or the gods they commune with? It doesn’t matter. Pythia speaks slowly, drawing out their sentences, with little words. However, when prophecies come through, their voice is almost normal, if not somewhat panicked, as they utter out desperate visions of the future, often unrelated to the current situation.

They are very lonely, and have traveled alone for many, many years. They do not get close to people, knowing that they may outlive many that they meet in their lifetime. They do not wish to scare others with their prophecies, but many have heard of them, and seek them out to question the results of their divination. They do not protest, but there is some hesitation every time they reveal their omens.

With all of this said, Pythia is very iffy when it comes to receiving kindness. It is something they aren’t used to receiving after being alone for so long, and they go quiet, speaking only when spoken to. Their prophecies, however, come without warning, and they cannot control them.

HISTORY

Pythia travels often, but their true home is within an icy, crystal-ridden cavern. When they are home, they spend much of their time meditating within a wide opening deep within the cavern, quietly focusing upon the divine and putting together the futures they have been graced with the knowledge of. They write each omen in a scroll, and these scrolls are organized by the names of others, the location, and the time of receiving.

They have little history of their own to focus on. They began receiving prophecies one day, and fled their original home before the worst came to be. They did not wish to be captured and used for their abilities, nor did they wish to bring ill tidings to their hometown. They never went back and do not plan to anytime soon.

DETAILS

While Pythia prefers to avoid people to protect others as well as themself, they grow easily attached to those that show them repeated acts of kindness, and refer to them as dear friends. They do not have much to give to their friends in return, so they sometimes hand out the crystals from within their home cave as special gifts for those they trust.

Pythia is not magical. Their visions of the future come from elsewhere, whether they are from a god or from what may be a spirit or demon that chooses to harass them specifically is unknown. Many of their prophecies turn out true, but many can be changed if the bearer of a future does what they can to avoid a certain fate. Pythia’s predictions often split into various alternate timelines.

They enjoy flaky pastries, and a happy sparkle will return to their eyes upon being able to obtain such a lovely snack.