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The Gods

As Above, So Below


The Mother God


The Mother Goddess, the First One, the Progenitor Queen: Rhaemyria has gone by many names, all rightfully deserved.


She was the first water, the first land, the first wind, and the first star. She created her consort, the Father God Xydrious, from starlight and the matter between, and many other gods as well, though none so powerful as she and her husband. So was her power: creation.


She was the First Creator, and is patron goddess to the house of creation, the Morning Stars. She was loving and good but bore one wicked creation: her son Noctis. He was of such power, only the one who created him could destroy him, and so it was left to the Mother Goddess to smite down her own son.


It is said she retreated into the stars to grieve for eternity, her only solace sending Morning Stars down to the mortals.


That is until nineteen years ago, when she communed with the mortal Archpriestess Kassandra and gifted her the greatest creation of all: three children, born of Rhaemyria and Xydrious. Three god-born children who are destine to herald Thraina into salvation.


The Father God


Xydrious, known also as the Father God, was the second being to exist, having been created by his consort, Rhaemyria. He wielded a different power: the act of change. Though he could not create out of nothingness like his wife, Xydrious would meld and manipulate to make the mountains taller, the oceans deeper.

 Xydrious was often touted as the Great Artist. When Rhaemyria bore his son, Noctis, into the world, it was said Xydrious was so pleased, he painted the skies with glittering light. It was Noctis himself who tore down the lights in the sky.


Xydrious assisted his wife in the kinslaying of their son and now stands vigil in the skies, where he paints no more. Instead, he sends Evening Stars down to the mortals in hopes their creations bring beauty, not pain. But nineteen years ago, it appears he was not done with his artistry.


For Rhaemyria bore him three new children who came to Thraina to live among the mortals. It is to be determined if they will follow in their brother’s footsteps…


God of Shadows


God of the Shadows. Deathmonger. King of the Vampires. Noctis, son of Rhaemyria and Xydrious, was one of the most powerful gods to rule Thraina’s land and sky. For Noctis was born unlike any god or mortal. He wielded a new power: the power to destroy.


This mastery of darkness and shadow meant his mother’s creations died in his wake, his father’s masterpieces crumbled in his hands. The deep sadness of destruction poisoned Noctis’s heart, for he longed to have his own creations to love and nourish, like the mortals his mother doted on. He forged a cult of worship among his few human disciples and saw in them a way that he could finally be like his mother and father.


Using his dark and twisted magic, Noctis’s darkness entered one of his disciples and distorted him into the First Vampire. One by one, his disciples’ souls were destroyed by the darkness, and they became beings that walked the line of life and death, that could live only on blood. Noctis’s pride and love for his children was quickly dashed, as the mortals only feared and hated his undead, murdering them at every turn.


Even his mother saw his creations as sick perversions of her own. And so Noctis waged war against his mother, his creations versus hers. With great sorrow, Rhaemyria smote her son and wiped out all of his dark creations…or so she thought.


For though Noctis may be dead, some say his vampires lie in wait for a time they can emerge from the shadows, singing the praises of their Lord once more…

Star Cluster

Lesser Gods

The Parthenon

Rhaemyria created many gods to help her manage the land and skies of the mortals.

These gods bore either her power of creation or Xydrious’s power of change, though none were so powerful as the Mother or Father.


The gods instead tended to specialize on areas most necessary to aiding the mortals. Some were gifted in the creation of fire, others on taming the wind, and still others on passing mortals through the veil of death.


Many legends encompass the great deeds of the gods and goddesses.

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