Full Name: Xellis, God of Travel
Aliases: The Wanderer / Fernweh
Age: 6.5 million years / Human equivalent of 19
Race: Celestial / Deity
Occupation(s)/Job(s): Recruiting spirits to join their house. In these times, Gods go around searching for lost spirits and offering them a house, aka a place beside them. In turn, the spirits help the gods with prayers they have to answer.
Physical Desc: Looking younger than he really is, his celestial appearance has him adorned with bright reddish-gold hair and a pilot’s cap. Equipped with too many packs and supplies, as well as a vast number of belts holding canisters of scrolls and maps, Xellis is ready to go wherever, whenever. He has bright golden eyes and sort of light copper skin, always wearing a tricky crooked smile. He is also always depicted as having a compass in one hand, a scope in the other, and a quill behind his ear. Although, in real life, he keeps his scope and compass within one of the packs on his belt.
Apparel/Gear: He has a small bag mimic named Arci, who’s stomach can hold any item, regardless of size or weight. Its tongue acts as a belt and its eyes are buttons.
Personality: Certified Mood Swing Central. Closed off and entirely sarcastic, Xellis is a tricky guy to deal with. He tries to act suave but it’s easy to get under his skin. If you’re a hard one to crack, he will devote his entire being to do so, and he can be extremely stubborn. He “hates” everything that has to do with showing true emotion, but if he grows close enough to another person, perhaps he’ll debate on whether to let them in or not. He doesn’t care about his level or position as a god, and he is in fact quite immature in regards to his job. He loves discovering new things and going to new places, and acts completely romanticized and cultured, although he’s truly quite ignorant. Xellis isn’t a stranger to flirting, and has a strong connection to the mortal world and human feeling. He feels at home in the somewhat petty and egotistic world of humans.
Habits/Mannerisms: When he’s nervous, he’ll try his best not to show it but his clenched fists and locked jaw will say otherwise. Overall, Xellis flows elegantly, and he walks with a sense of pride despite his status.
Hobbies: Playing tricks on people, even though he isn’t the god of trickery / traveling and discovering new things / learning about other cultures and history / socializing
Backstory: He works under the celestial being Zayanzar, the Goddess of Culture and Worldly Socialism. She created him as a minor conduit of transportation, but with technological advancements in the mortal plane, humans stopped worshipping Xellis for “safe travels.” With the modernization, pleas for Xellis were lost. Instead, humans just began to worship Zayanzar, soon forgetting Xellis even existed. Now, Xellis has about zero souls in his house, and is looking for more.