[HoneyBadger]

Here are my ideas for LA Atlantis heroes:
Ka-ha-si
"This is the story of Ka-ha-si, a hero from the time before the Atlantians were reunited. At this time, many of the tribes of ancient Atlantis were few in number and separated by long distances. The future was far from certain, and just finding enough to eat and a home to come home to was the most important thing imaginable. Ka-ha-si was a lazy child who was always sleeping. The other Atlantians were unhappy about this, because Ka-ha-si ate a lot but contributed little to the tribe. Still, they were few, and close, and Ka-ha-si was tolerated. His mother and father had been prominent, before they were lost at sea, and Ka-ha-si had inherited from them a tent made from many fine skins, and atleast Ka-ha-si did not bring trouble, as some of the other youths were known to do. Early one day the seal-hunters of the tribe had gone on a hunting expedition. They wanted Ka-ha-si to go with them, but he could not be awakened. The other men mocked him because he was so lazy. Ka-ha-si had a dream that night that his tribe would soon starve. He awoke in the middle of the night and set out for the shoreline. There, he met two bull walruses, both equally mighty and equally proud. Ka-ha-si tricked the two walruses into fighting to the death. When the other hunters returned in the morning, they were empty-handed. The hunting expedition had failed. Ka-ha-si awoke groggily and asked the men for breakfast. The men of the tribe angrily replied that there was no breakfast, they hadn't found so much as a single bony fish. Ka-ha-si pointed in the direction of the shore and sleepily told them "there you will find breakfast, and lunch, and dinner" and then Ka-ha-si promptly fell back asleep. The other men laughed scornfully. The greatest of the seal-hunters present spoke, "We will go to the shore and find a bunch of heavy rocks and tie them to this lazy idiot and toss him into the sea, to punish his lies!...and then we'll divide the skins from his fine tent among us." The other men agreed, they were tired of feeding this boy who only slept and ate, and would be gladly rid of him, especially if they gained a few skins in the process. So the men set out for the shore and lo and behold! They discovered the two walruses, cleaned and skinned and ready to be cooked. There was even a pile of wood there, ready to smoke the meat. The tribe was saved! Ka-ha-si was hailed as a hero-although he didn't notice this much, since he was asleep all the time. The chief seal-hunter himself honored Ka-ha-si with the skins and tusks from the two walruses. Ka-ha-si continued to sleep and dream in his warm tent, and the dreams he dreamed were interesting and great and vast and deep, and sometimes they told him things. In another dream, several years later, he was told that the tribe would soon be conquered. That night, and every night thereafter, Ka-ha-si awoke and went out into the woods. There he exercised and ran, lifted heavy stones, and swam in icy streams and the choppy surf to toughen his skin. A year passed and a human tribe came to the area from the south. They were led by a mighty Jotun. These men of the new tribe were by themselves much weaker than the Angakut, for they had had little luck hunting, but their chief was very strong, not only because he was a giant, but because he was cruel and took the lion's share of the food the tribe did find. Because the new tribe, weak or not, outnumbered Ka-ha-si's tribe more than three to one, and because the Atlantians of Ka-ha-si's tribe were fine warriors, even though they were few, the wise men of the two tribes managed to reach a compromise, while both sides prepaired themselves to go to war, a war which was certain to be bloody, and might destroy both groups, who each needed the men they had to hunt for food, because winter was not far away. There would be a wrestling match among all the tribe's men. The final winner's tribe would gain the good hunting ground that Ka-ha-si's tribe owned, and the loser would have to move on. All the men of the two tribes competed against each other, except for Ka-ha-si, who was sound asleep. The men of the other tribe mocked Ka-ha-si, asking the other tribe if Ka-ha-si was their guard-dog, and if so they should get a new one, and soon. The men of Ka-ha-si's tribe ignored their jeers and told the other tribe that Ka-ha-si was their hero. This caused the other tribe to laugh hysterically. Ka-ha-si's tribe did very well against the men of the other tribe, which silenced their insults. Their ancestors had been powerful Atlantians, and while those of Ka-ha-si's tribe were smaller and weaker than their ancient forbears, still they were much stronger than the humans, who were further weakened by starvation, and so the Angakut won again and again, except when matched against the jotun chief. Their giant chieftain beat Ka-ha-si's fellows most savagely, oftentimes breaking their limbs or even gouging out their eyes. If this continued, Ka-ha-si's tribe would soon be devastated! Finally, on the third day, early in the morning, Ka-ha-si awoke. He demanded to wrestle the jotun chief, there and then. The mighty jotun loomed over Ka-ha-si and boomed with laughter. "SO...FINALLY THE GREAT HERO AWAKES! AND MAKES DEMANDS UPON ME, NO LESS! HA! HA! HA! FINE, THEN!" The jotun commanded his men to draw a circle in the dirt right outside the doorway of Ka-ha-si's hut. The two squared off and began to fight. The jotun was twice the height of Ka-ha-si and must have outweighed him by five times, but he was much older, and had grown fat eating the other tribe's food. Ka-ha-si, on the other hand, was lean and swift and muscular. He avoided the giant's hands and feet and slid out of grips easily (he had secretly coated his body with rendered walrus-fat before the match). The jotun, although much stronger and far more experienced than Ka-ha-si, was quickly exhausted. Ka-ha-si managed to get the giant's neck in a powerful hold. The giant struggled, trying to break the grip, but now, with the old Jotun at the point of exhaustion, it seemed as though Ka-ha-si were the more powerful of the two. Ka-ha-si bent the Jotun further and further and further, until finally...SNAP! He broke the giant's back! Ka-ha-si's tribe had won! And once again, Ka-ha-si was the savior. Ka-ha-si has become a powerful shaman in his later years, and even though he is now quite old, he is still the strongest, fastest, and wisest member of his tribe, although he sleeps more than ever. He serves the Angakok with his wisdom and with his dreams of the future." Tungalik shaman. Str 15, att 12, def 12, hp 17, mr 12, morale 12, move 1/6, fatigue 6. Water 1, Earth 1, Astral 3. Research bonus +2. Weapons: quarterstaff, leather hood, full leather armor.

Sedna. "Sedna is an ancient Basalt Queen who has somehow survived into the modern era-even she is not sure how. She feels that she should have died many times over, and that only the Fates-and the promise of a restored Atlantis-have preserved her. Unbeknownst to her, she actually swallowed a whole bottle of Elixer of Life contained in a vessel of solid gold many years ago, when she consumed a pirate's treasure-chest, and this is what has preserved her. She has gained many worshippers among the most primitive tribes living in the outskirts of the frozen sea, and carries the title Goddess of Sea-Creatures, but she has no wish to vie for godhood herself. Instead she wishes only to see Atlantis restored to the greatness that she and a very few others still remember. Sedna is well known for her great knowledge but also for her terrible anger. Believing all the other Atlantians were dead, Sedna strove herself for godhood as a pretender for many years. When an Angakok shaman was out fishing in her territory, Sedna grabbed the side of his kayak and mistakenly tried to pull him under, in order to eat him. In self-defense, the Angakok struck off all the fingers of her right hand with an oar. When Sedna found out the Angakok was Atlantian, she forgave him, rejoined the Atlantian cause-forsaking her own godhood and worshiping the new god of Atlantis-and the two became lovers. Sedna is quite powerful, both physically and magically, and the spell, the Prison of Sedna, is named after her magical frozen retreat, in the depths of which she has kept many an enemy over the aeons." Basalt Queen. Size 6 (grown with age), hp 96, prot body 21, head 28, mr 18, Age 2365-no age penalty, Sedna has grown stronger, not weaker, over the years, Str 22, def 6. Water 5, Fire Resistant 50, Cold Resistant 100%. Cause Fear +4. Sedna has lost the use of her right hand. She wears a berserker pelt and in her left hand wields
a Winter Bringer. She also has an elixer of life and a ring of regeneration. On her head she wears a coral crown-the ancient crown of Atlantis (prot head 14, enables magical leadership +30).

The Kadlu: These are three sisters who govern storms, in Inuit mythology. I figured this would be a good basis for more or less generic Late Atlantis heroes. Atleast it will serve for three of them.
I'm naming them Anirniq (Inuit "breath"), Sila (Inuit "sky"), and Wentshukumi****eu (in Inuit myth, a water elemental who fiercely protects young animals, especially otters, from humans)

Based on ice captains:
they are female, MR 16, precision 12.
Anirniq wields an ice pebble staff, Sila wields a thunder bow, and Wentshukumi****eu wields a wave breaker. In addition, Anirniq has air 2 water 2 and carries a wall shaker. Sila has air 3 and wears an eye of aiming Wentshukumi****eu has nature 1, air 1, and water 1. She also has berserk +1. Alternatively, the other two sisters could have berserk +1, with Wentshukumi****eu berserk +3.
Each Kadlu wears a rime hauberk and a ring of tamed lightning.
They might also be immortal, at your discretion, and/or have fear and/or awe +0 if this doesn't make them too buff.

In all cases, stats and equipment not explicitly changed remains the same as that of the basic chassis listed.