Insight
Description: Hella can perceive the true nature of souls — seeing hidden corruption, lies, or curses.
Effect: Grants her perfect insight into a person's moral and spiritual state. Can dispel illusions and glamours.
Visual: Her eyes glow softly, and shadows seem to retreat from her gaze.
Thorn of Contrition
Description: With a single touch, Hella can force the wicked to confront their sins, potentially stunning or weakening them.
Facial Features:
Her skin is pale like moonlight on marble, seemingly untouched by time or decay.
High cheekbones and a delicate jawline give her an almost sculpted appearance.
Her lips are soft and solemn, often in a neutral or faintly mournful expression — as if burdened by truths she cannot speak.
Her eyes are her most otherworldly feature: golden irises flecked with radiant white, like embers in a sacred fire. When using her powers, they glow softly, revealing constellations within.
Clothing:
Hella wears flowing robes of ivory and gold, layered with sheer veils and embroidered symbols of light, judgment, and rebirth.
Her outer mantle resembles a choir robe — long, radiant, and trailing behind her like the tail of a comet.
Thin silver armor pieces are hidden beneath the fabric — protective yet unintrusive, bearing inscriptions of sacred scripture.
A translucent veil hangs over her shoulders or face, embroidered with celestial glyphs that shimmer when divine energy is near.
Holy Accessories:
Veil of Lumina – a sacred artifact worn across her shoulders or lifted during divine invocation. When removed, her full divine presence is revealed — overwhelming to most mortals.
Staff of the Twin Light – a long, ornate staff crowned with twin flames: one golden, one silver. It glows softly when idle, but flares with power during judgment.
Bare Feet or Sandaled Steps – depending on the moment, Hella may walk barefoot, leaving behind glowing footprints that vanish slowly, or wear minimalist golden sandals that chime faintly.
Aura:
Hella constantly emits a faint glow — not blinding, but noticeable in dim light, like candlelight dancing over her skin.
The air around her hums with divine resonance, and faint motes of golden light follow in her wake, like dust caught in sunlight.
To the faithful, her presence is comforting warmth; to the wicked, it feels like the moment before a lightning strike.