Siegfried is the utter polar opposite of his brother Ragnar. He's eloquent, charming, and courteous to a fault. He's easy to get along with, and only during rare moments does it appear as if he is aggravated. He is well-preserved and sticks to his morals, in stark contrast with his younger half-sibling. He's loyal to his allies, and would never even consider betraying them if given the chance. He's passionate, dependable, and civil. He's a well-mannered polite young individual that can tolerate most people, and if he cannot, usually he would attempt to stray from them. He's talented in blocking out people he isn't fond of from his mind, as he distracts himself with better, fonder things.
He cares for most people, even if they are total strangers. But the person he most definitely concerns himself the most is his brother. While he has committed despicable acts in the past; actions that forced Siegfried to join the Broken Covenant along with him, he still respects and worries over him. Ragnar is one of the few things he has of his old, tarnished life. While Ragnar tries to distant himself from Siegfried, he still watches over him, praying that there will never be a day where he finds himself victim to a demigod's blade instead.
Perhaps one of his grandest qualities would be how trustworthy and reliable he is. He despises lying and deception as a whole, and disapproves for his brother's actions as such. He can be dense however, especially considering how he remains unaware of how much Ragnar values his respect and tries to capture his attention through the homicides he commits. He's fiercely protective, but he doesn't know everything. He doesn't know about the abandonment Ragnar felt; the mental abuse he received when only Siegfried was acknowledged; and the fear he felt of being forgotten. He is lost and does not know it.
Ragnar and Siegfried were born on the same year of the same month, but to two different goddesses. Siegfried's mother, Hecate, met Gunnar after he had one drink too many. He was always known as the wild drunkard of his family, and would usually come back to his home with a staggering drunkenness. After leaving the bar, it was then he had encountered the first of the goddesses he was to encounter. Hecate. He nearly bumped into her, but she moved with the agile speed of a serpent, avoiding him as if she had eyes on the back of her head. Gunnar collapsed to the ground, laughing giddily due to drink. But as he looked up, he was mesmerized by the beauty of the titaness. She regarded him with an amused content, as she brought a hand down to hoist the fallen man up. He grinned madly as he took her wrist, before pulling her towards him. Their lips made contact, and Hecate's eyes shot up in surprise and pleasure. Hecate drove them to his home, for Gunnar was too drunk to drive. Once there, the two had intercourse.
Once it was morning, however, Hecate had disappeared. Leaving nothing, not even a note or a trace of where she had gone. Gunnar was disappointed by this, but as usual, he bottled his sorrow inside with cocktails and beer. Two weeks after his experience with Hecate, Kakia appeared to him at the same bar. She was interested by the man, who had so daringly taken Hecate. She took advantage of his vice of lust, seducing him into having intimacy with her, before she too was gone. As if she nothing but a wisp of his imagination.
Gunnar became more violent after these two moments. He had met two different women during the month of January, and those two women left him, only staying with him for a short time. He became easily agitated, and would often engage himself in fights with the other drunkards. He had a lot of close calls, and would come home bruised, beaten, and tired. As well as lonely. Nine months passed from then, and Gunnar was almost done with his life. He probably would've sent himself to the Underworld was it not for the fact that Siegfried had appeared in his life. He was a little thing, wrapped in a violet blanket with a shimmering bronze bracelet on his arm. Inside the basket he was in, there was also a note. This note was written by Hecate, who claimed the world of Greek gods was a reality, and that the boy in the woven basket was their child; a demigod. Gunnar thought he was losing it of course, but he took Siegfried in willingly. He had a bad reputation already and leaving the boy to an orphanage would only fuel it.
A duration of a week passed, and once again, another child was in a basket. Ragnar, with a sprout of blond hair already erupting form his scalp, gave his father a toothless grin as Gunnar bent down to read yet another note. Only this time it was written by Kakia, telling the same message as Hecate's. For once, Gunnar acknowledged something as too big of a coincidence. Their world was real. The Ancient Greek gods said to only be simple myths were real. He fainted in his bedroom after setting Ragnar with his older brother in their carriage.
Stress constantly came to mind in Gunnar's head, especially now that he knew the truth and questioned everything he believed in. Only a month later, he nearly killed a man who had bothered him constantly in the bar. He had tried to strangle him, and probably would've ended his life, was it not for the fact he was tackled and beaten himself. Gunnar was brought to court, and was sent to confinement for a number of years.
Siegfried and Ragnar ended up in the custody of their elderly grandparents; Gunther and Emilia Thorsen.
They aspired for a better life for their grandchildren, in hopes they wouldn't end up like their violent father. Siegfried was their immediate favorite, however, so they paid more attention to him than they did Ragnar.
Eventually, a couple of years passed, and the duo were now in school. Siegfried became popular due to his overall good nature and attitude, and always helping a troubled person in need. Ragnar, however, took company in the form of the shadows and stood in the sidelines while his brother received praise. He was envious of him, and at the time, wanted nothing but for others to loose interest in him. Unfortunately for Ragnar, this did not happen.
Due to the brothers constantly being together, their first monster attack happened earlier than usual. A Scythian Dracanae infiltrated their school in the guise of a substitute teacher. At the end of the day, she told ten-year-old Siegfried and Ragnar to stay after class, as she claimed she had something to tell the two of them. Confused at what they did, they looked at her questionably once the final bell had rung. And with her prey in front of her, she shed her mist form, and snarled at them with vibrant serpentine eyes.
Ragnar yelped, and in instinct, Siegfried grasped his brother's hand tightly as they attempted to dash out of the room. But the monster was fast, and no matter where they ran, she would always counter them. Finally, she had cornered them, and with a flicker of forked tongue, she tried to claim her meal. Before evaporating into a fountain of dust. A man stood over them now as the golden sand went with the wind. He appeared to be in his Middle Ages, with a hint of stubble covering his chin. His eyes, although young, seemed ancient in a way, but what was most profound about him was the shimmering blade he held in his hand.
He hoisted the two of them up as they stared at him in amazement. He took the two of them home, but while driving there, he explained who he was and what that monster was as well. He was Viggo Dahl, demigod son of Thanatos, who had actually been working as the vice principal of their school. He had been living a normal life for years now, with minor monster attacks. He had sensed something from Siegfried and Ragnar for a while now, and believed the monster attack had occurred not because of him, but due to the fact that they were both demigods. And on the topic of demigods, he explained about the world of Greek gods and how their world was a reality, and about the monsters that secretly inhabited this world as well. He warned them that the attacks would soon become a common occurrence, and that they should sought out a camp. He said he'd be willing to bring them there when they're ready.
Of course, while the story was a bit out of there, the children had to agree with his claims. They nearly had their life taken, after all. After dropping them home, Viggo left, and a normal life pursued for the brothers. For now that is.
Around a duration of several years, they would be chased by other monsters, although they themselves hardly ever encountered anything. Due to the intervention of Viggo. He had kept a close eye on the brothers, preventing a hellhound from stalking them while they went off to a shop with their grandparents when they were eleven; killing an empousa when she had meant to assassinate them during the night when they were twelve; and having a lycanthrope be ended with a blade of silver when it tried to infiltrate the school when they were thirteen, and so on.
Four years later, when they were fourteen, their grandparents died of old age. Siegfried was in tears during the funeral, while Ragnar just looked down at their corpses with a cold gaze. Viggo arrived as well with a satyr companion, and said they were now under his jurisdiction, having manipulated the mist.
They traveled from airport to airport, killing monsters along the way. They eventually reached New York. Viggo, however, claimed while he did wanted them to join camp, he also wanted to train them as well. And so he did.
He gave Siegfried a dagger, which he called Kardia, the Greek word for heart. Ragnar was given a shimmering blade named Stauros, which meant cross. They sparred and battled and trained, until eventually, they had grown strong under a period of another two years. They were attacked by monsters, of course, but their training had taught them to be swift and strong. Whenever a hellhound appeared, they would act as team, Ragnar weakening the beast, while Siegfried finished it off.
Life was good again for awhile. Until the day Ragnar killed Viggo. Truth be told, he was a former Broken Covenant member that was exiled after killing off a number of his fellow members. Before being struck down, he had shadow-traveled, and hid in fear for years. He thought that by handing down two promising members, he would be pardoned, and might even be allowed to join the Covenant again. Ragnar was always afraid of being betrayed. He had never liked Viggo, and the way he treated them. Although he was unaware of Viggo's plot, he was convinced he meant anything but good for them. He had confronted Viggo about it, and when he said he was just tired, he asked again. This time, Viggo reacted more violently, striking Ragnar with a wicked slap. Rubbing his sore cheek, Ragnar was convinced Viggo was a threat, and for that, he slayed him. He forced a vice of pride on his former father figure, causing him to be dazed, before ending him with the very sword he passed on to him.
Viggo screamed, alerting the satyr, who Ragnar struck down as well during the heat of the moment. He was afraid, as it was the first time he had ever committed murder. When he heard the sound of clopping hooves, he was terrified, and didn't look as the glorious sword took the life of the satyr. He roused Siegfried, and the two fled, and tried searching for camp on their own. It was difficult, as despite being in New York, everything was still unfamiliar to them. It took three weeks for a local satyr to find them, and bring them to camp.
They stayed in camp for a meager period of time. Siegfried, again, was popular while Ragnar just stood behind him once more. He didn't even have a cabin, due to Kakia not having one. It was a lonesome time for him again, as while his brother had friends, he had none. Feeling isolated, Ragnar grew violent and colder, and started fascinating about killing again. Ending Viggo and the satyr had brought him a type of adrenaline, and he wanted to experience it again. He also started losing his faith in the gods as well. As days quickly passed by, he realized something. The gods were, in reality, a fragile existence. They relied on the sacrifices and worship in order to grow strength, and was it not for these components, they would be weak. A true deity, in his opinion, does not need to rely on mortal lives in order to gain strength. They needed them and the mortals in order to keep their resilience, and this gave him another realization. He was just a pawn to them.
Siegfried also grew a similar disdain. His friends, including his Aphrodite child girlfriend Monica, were on a quest together while he stood in the sidelines due to an injury he suffered during an unlucky moment while sparring. He waited patiently for their return, but after several weeks had passed and no word came, he grew worried. He had attempted to Iris message them, but to no avail. Another week passed, and once the word reached his ears, he gazed into the sky furiously. Monica, who had been the leader of the quest, was slaughtered by a rampant pack of lycanthropes during the quest. His other friends ended up with horrid fates as well. He blamed himself for awhile, until he realized the true cause of his companions' demises. The gods. Aphrodite herself had sent her daughter on the quest, and Monica died as a result of it. He had heard a rumor they tried praying to them as well, begging for help when it did not come. This made him furious. He had enough of the gods.
A few days later after the event, Ragnar admitted to Siegfried he had lost his faith for the gods. He explained his reasoning to him, claiming the gods were nothing but a weak race that relied on other beings in order to be considered gloriously powerful. But he was surprised, and a bit relieved as well, when Siegfried agreed the gods were rash. They left camp for two years and managed to support themselves in a small apartment for awhile, although they struggled. Siegfried managed to impress ignorant mortals with his readings with tarot cards, and found a small way of gaining income through this. Ragnar faced more difficulty with a Career, but once the two years passed, a stranger knocked on their door. He was a BC recruiter, who had heard of them thanks to his keen resources. He informed them of the Broken Covenant, and once he was finished, Siegfried and Ragnar agreed to come with him to the Sanctuary.
- Children of Hecate have the ability to use magic to conjure small fireballs which can be thrown to light things on fire or burn others.
- Children of Hecate have the ability to use magic to electrically charge something made of metal for a short time.
- Children of Hecate have the ability to use magic to create an arcane shield which protects from a single attack; the child of Hecate is drained a decent amount no matter what the shield is used to block.
- Children of Hecate have the ability to curse a weapon, making it so that it is completely ineffective for a short time.
- Children of Hecate have the innate ability to see in all directions at once.
- Children of Hecate are stronger in the moonlight.
- Children of Hecate are able to communicate with the dead to gather information
- Children of Hecate can temporarily enchant a single object to become unbreakable.
- Children of Hecate can call upon a ferocious animal like a wolf, dog or cat to aid them in a multitude of ways.
- Children of Hecate can cast a levitation spell on themselves for short times, the longer they levitate the more power it drains.
- Children of Hecate are able to use some healing spells to heal minor wounds.
- Children of Hecate are adept at making potions and elixirs
- They are able to read and interpret tarot cards.
- They are able to use crystal balls to interpret future events.
|Gunnar Thorsen||Father||"I barely knew him, as we were taken from him by a young age. But as far as my grandparents had told me and Ragnar, it is apparent he was sadly an unfortunate drunkard with violent tendencies. He may be my father, but I regard him with a pitiful discontent."|
|Hecate||Mother||"Ah, mother. Alas, I do not regret betraying you."|
|Ragnar Thorsen||Half-brother||"He is one of the few people I can trust. We have faced our hardships together and will continue to do so even now. Although he may be foolish at times, I still love him."|