Agni dev

If all words were fair game to be used to describe Gods, Agni dev's physical appearance could be described by hunk. He stood tall, even for a minor God, and held a strong stance. His veins bulged out of his arms through his wrists, as if in fear of his core self. His skin was slightly light brown, with a tinge of fierce pink -- he was after all the God of fire. When his emotions flared up, he would turn red, and would start radiating heat of a thousand suns, or so they said. When he came to his full power, he did glow hot and white, and any unprotected mortal entity near his vicinity would be instantly vaporized.

He wore a crown of pure gold, inscribing precious rubies and diamonds. It was said that only the glow of his crown was enough to blind a human, that night would turn to day in its presence. The gold itself cast a bright yellow-orange hue around him, warming the temperature in any occasion. The crown wasn't too large -- it fit his head exactly well, and was slightly shorter than the width of his palm: he had noticed that while putting it on every time he headed out. The inscriptions on the crown that were too small to read were written in an ancient language lost to the mortals, only reading aloud those holy hymns was said to grant the reader with immense power. The detailing work done around the gems portrayed scenes from the seven realms from an era as old as the Kailash mountains, the ability to force the particles of Gold to submit to such artistry had been lost with the great metallurgists of the bygone era. All -- mortal or immortal -- had attempted similar manipulation of the metal, to no avail. Gold was too soft, too malleable to be detailed in such agony anymore. It was unclear if the knowledge of detailing that had been lost, or that Gold particles of the past had just acted differently, but it was common knowledge that the mastery of Agni dev's crown couldn't be duplicated.

On his neck Agni dev wore a flat-plate gold jewellery that he had been awarded for a certain battle against the demons. The battle itself had been inconsequential in the large picture -- it was no different from the other countless battles of heaven, earth and the underworld the gods had involved themselves in. The necklace had caught his eyes because it had a certain...primitiveness in it, a hand-hammered look that almost looked beneath someone who lived in the heavenly abode. But no, each individual hammer strike had been exquisite and well-calculated, the rusticity was the intended look and not accidental. Between the hammered-in dings, there were micro-beads of pearls and opals too small to be seen. In the sun they glittered and shone like drops of water, giving the necklace an eternally-wet golden look. Away from the sunlight, they soaked up the light, making the necklace look wooden. The gold itself reflected peacock colors when hit by it, making its wearer look like the lord and caregiver of all fowls and fauna like he was. The necklace was of earthly origin, but sufficiently impressed the seven heavens.

Agni dev had two heavy circular earrings, that gave him a intimidating look. His ears were pulled heavily by them, for they were heavier than many a mortal man. It was joked, not unreasonably so, that his earrings often caused formidable damage to his enemies during hand combat. They were not always the most comfortable to wear, but any serious occasion warranted them being put on. Many a minor demon had run away at the mere sight of those. They glowed devilishly red in the dark, further adding to Agni dev's redness and association with heat.