The Left Handed Hummingbird of the south, The God of the Sun and of War and the Lord General of the Gods.
God of war and protector of the city, Huitzilopochtli is the sun at its peak. He is often depicted with a black face, blue tattoos, a feathered crown and holding the xiuhcoatl, the obsidian (or fire) snake. He wasn’t even born before his future siblings, Coyolxauhqui the nocturnal darkness among them, were already ploting to slay Coatlicue, their mother. Luckily for her, Huitzilopochtli got out fully armed and slaughtered them to the last. He became the supreme authority: diviner, cruel, he talks to priests and pluck the hearts of those who have offended him out of their torso. Big ceremonies and celebrations are held in his honor. He is quite fond of earrings and of gold. He loves the sacrifice of dishonored warriors.
In modern times, he has often appeared as a professional kidnapper, a blood bank technician, a death squad commander and a mercenary. People tend to recall his cold eyes, his stern demeanor and his huge rage somehow held in check. His incarnations radiate feral wildness.
Huitzilopochtli’s scions are as frightening as their wrathful father. Their rage almost stem from them, even in peaceful occupations as ornitologist or ethnologists. The other gods tend to see Huitzilopochtli’s scions as assassins and barbarians, brute force without any real brain.