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Drifa comes from the cold islands to the north, a land of strength and raiders, of brutal strength and fearsome magic. Drifa is one of the Vila, seeress' of the north who serve as soothsayers, spies and magical artillery for the chieftains of the raiding clans.
Drifa, a member of clan Svell was upon the Drekkar, a type of raider warship, owned by her chieftain as it sailed south for glory and plunder. Tales of a great draconic beast in the south lands had made their way north to the raiders. The one who could claim the head of such a beast would surely be named king of all of the men of the north.
It was Drifa's job to guide them through the fogs of the sea, but as they drew closer and closer, her visions got more dark and twisted. Fearsome but vague flashes and images began to go through her mind. She tried to warn her chieftain that this course was ill advised, that it would be their end. But blinded by the glory and the chance to fall in glorious battle kept their course true.
Two nights before landfall, Drifa's visions became clear, and she saw terrible visions, not of battle but of depravity. Of her kinsmen transformed and changed, the men made beasts and the shield maiden's ravaged and full of spawn. And above it all was her, twisted in body and mine as she aided the depravity, her body impaled and bound on some monster's shaft as they became mirrors of each other, bound as one.
Terrified of this fate but knowing her answers would go unheeded, Drifa cowardly fled the ship overboard and sailed home. It was difficult and long, but when she returned without her chief, she was branded as a coward and a heretic and cursed with a third eye that could not stop seeing her visions. Endlessly haunted by her third sight and the spirits of her ancestors, Drifa could only undo the curse by returning to her chieftain and seeking atonement either through battle to avenge him, or through the punishment he saw fit to give if victorious.
As such, Drifa returns to that horrific place, her visions ceaselessly haunting her as she joins the crusade to try and avert her fate and save her kinsmen from whatever darkness had taken them.
Drifa is about 5' 9 and albino, having white hair and pale skin with red eyes. She has a third eye on her forehead that has empowered her powers of divination, but prevented her from turning them off. She has a slim figure with d cups and a fine waist. She's fairly quiet and withdrawn, often staring into the distance at whatever visions she sees. She has a bit of a cowardly side, to her constant shame, and has a bit of a sweet tooth.
Her visions often end up exciting her, making her feel increasingly uncomfortable with her sexuality as she tries to hide in her robes more and more. Her biggest fear is that her visions will come true and become a lustful monster, turning her powers on her kinsmen and making them beasts like she had become.