Name: Elnabelia<br/>Species: Goddess<br/>Age: Timeless<br/>Gender: Female<br/><br/>Bio: The goddess of the Abyss. Elnabelia is a wicked little brat who rules over the cruelist souls in creation. When one who has committed tremendous sins dies, she is able to intervene, catching their soul and devouring it. They will be condemned to churn in her acids forever, though she can summon them to aid her at will. She is served by a small cult of Darkshifters, who routinely sacrifice people for her to eat, those she consumes sharing the damned's fate in her gut. She is quite a bit weaker then the four more well known goddesses, mostly out of necissity. As with each soul she consumes, the more powerful allies she has to summon, and the stronger she gets. Her enemies prefer her existance simply be forgotten. Besides consuming and summoning the damned, she is capable of using powerful dark magic. She is weaker then Alteria in pure spellcasting power, but is believed to have a deeper understanding of it's nature, wielding many ancient and forgotten techniques. She has mild shape changing abilities, and is capable of transforming into a mist, a large cat monster, and a swarm of spiders. Elnabelia has one primary weakness. She is almost completely unknown, save by her worshippers, and is not permitted to state her true nature to anyone who does not already know of her. Due to this, her diet of souls has grown somewhat barren.<br/><br/>Description: Elnabelia looks like a neko in appearance, with black furred ears and a slightly bushy tail. She resembles a hugely fat girl, with a big hanging stomach, and stands at 4'5 in height. Her outfit is formed of black silk and lace, and consists of a very poofy dress, with white ruffles beneath the bottom, her huge stomach pushing it out to the breaking point. Her hair is midnight black and reaches to her butt, usually in one or two tails. She is always eating something, and is almost never seen without some kind of food in hand. She's a very messy eater, despite her proper looking appearance.<br/><br/><br/>The eyes of many of the tavern goers turned to the doors as a massively fat little girl walked in, her huge belly shaking back and forth beneath her black dress. The garment seemed stretched to the breaking point, and those in the room could not help but wonder how she held it together at all. The stool audibly groaned as the girl sat down on it, looking up at the bartender with a haughty grin. "Ale, wine, both glasses at once." She stopped for a second to take a bite of the large cinnamon bun she was carrying. She continued speaking after the bite, crumbs falling out onto the bar from the little girl's mouth. "And your best snacks, all of them." She burped loudly as she swallowed down the bun, starting on a second.