Myrryn Larthessa hails from Nimbrassa, a volcanic protectorate within Queen Thal'vanna's Drowned Dominion of Azurlith . Raised in The Ember Aclove, she was chosen to undergo the The Trials of Ascension, a series of brutal trials overseen by the Vassel Warlord Saekhal Varnoss, who selects emissaries strong enough to carry the Queen’s will to the chaotic surface world.
Now on her sacred Nyath’leth Valorym—The Pilgrimage of the Deep Queen—
Myrryn seeks to:
- Restore balance to polluted water
-Reclaim relics of the divine,
-Experience the elements alien to the sea (fire, sky, earth).
A Tidebound, she follows Thal’vanna not only in faith, but in obedience—her divine amulet acting as a tether to the Queen’s Oceanmind.
- Age
- 23
- Gender
- Female
- Eyes
- Black through the Sclera
- Hair
- Dark Blue (with silvers and greens)
- Skin Tone/Pigmentation
- Dark Blue
- Height
- 5 ft
- Weight
- 100 lbs
Appearance
Physical Description
Myrryn is deceptively compact, standing at just five feet tall, yet her presence fills whatever space she enters. Her smaller stature belies a body carved by relentless tide trials and divine shaping. She moves with a liquid grace that suggests trained lethality—every step deliberate, every pivot calculated.
Her frame is streamlined and coiled, like a deep-sea predator: lean muscle tightly knit under smooth, ocean-dark skin. Her movements are fluid, with the precision of a ritual dancer and the tension of a coiled eel. She has the bearing of someone always poised to strike—or to kneel in prayer.
Her most striking physical trait is the dual anatomy gifted by the Current: humanoid legs with webbed toes for land traversal, and a long, sinuous mertail trailing from her lower spine. This eel-like appendage balances her land gait while unfurling behind her in water like a shadow beneath the waves.
Despite her short height, she never seems small. Myrryn's posture is erect, noble, and unwavering, often staring down much taller foes with the kind of confidence that only divine backing—and brutal conditioning—can instill.
Body Features
Her skin is a deep, velvet-blue, reminiscent of twilight surf, and across her back and shoulders dance faint, pearlescent patterns shaped like current spirals and tide-runes. These marks subtly shift in brightness with her mood or divine influence.
Framing her skull are headplates made of living, etched scale—like armor forged from reefbone, adding a crown-like ridge to her brow and temples. These plates gleam with salt-patina and carry intricate carvings from her enclave—memories inscribed into flesh.
Her fingers and toes are webbed, tipped with claws hard as stone and capable of splitting kelp rope or surf hide. Coral plating, naturally grown through rites and training, sheaths her shins, knees, and the tops of her feet—bonded not by straps, but by communion. These plates crackle when struck, then regrow like barnacles over time.
Facial Features
Myrryn’s face is long and elegant, carved by discipline and seawater. Her features are symmetrical and slightly angular, with high cheekbones, a narrow chin, and smooth lines marked by faint coral-etched scars and salt-burns from sacred rites.
She wears her dark blue hair in thick, salt-tangled strands, often braided and woven through with charms of kelp thread, tiny shark teeth, and polished reefstones. Thin tendrils occasionally float even on land—imbued with a touch of perpetual moisture.
Her eyes are bottomless black, completely void of whites or irises. They reflect light like polished obsidian and seem to drink in a room. When she channels divine power, glyphs spiral across their surface like tide sigils stirred into ink.
Over her left eye rests a tattered leather eyepatch, scavenged from a slain undead pirate captain. It’s plain, weather-beaten, and unmarked—worn as a symbol of conquest, camouflage, and quiet mockery. Beneath it, her eye remains whole, but she rarely removes it as she finds the surface world "too bright".
Identifying Characteristics
Sacred Dual Form: Her tail and legs mark her as one born of both depths and surface—a physical manifestation of Thal’vanna’s duality.
Trio of the Spiral Bloom: Adhered across her chest and lower abdomen is a trio of starfish—divine garments that glow in the dark unless suppressed. They emit soft, bioluminescent pulses in rhythm with the nearby tides.
Tidecall Runes: Her right bicep bears brands in ceremonial script, burned in by molten coral during her rite of allegiance.
Amulet of the Drowned Throne: Hanging from her neck is a living coral-encased shard that contains a droplet of ever-moving water, a substance that is an extension of the Deep Queen herself. Blessed not only by Thal'vanna, but also through the flowing will of Aquavanthe, It pulses faintly, a second heartbeat, and acts as both a spiritual tether and a source of subtle command. When she prays, it sometimes responds with warmth or pressure, like the touch of the sea itself.
Physical quirks
Her tail never rests, often swaying behind her with the rhythm of unseen waves.
She rarely blinks unless reminded to, leading to long, unblinking stares that unsettle those not used to her presence.
Salt constantly clings to her skin, leaving behind a faint crystalline shimmer even after drying off.
When standing still, she subtly sways, as if the ocean still tugs at her balance.
She speaks with the deliberate cadence of ritual chant, occasionally lapsing into prayers mid-thought.
Apparel & Accessories
Myrryn's surface disguise blends practicality with symbolism. Her salt-worn leather doublet is pirate-standard—cut from seal-hide and brine-scorched, with one sleeve entirely missing, revealing the tidecall runes beneath. The intact sleeve is reinforced with black coral stitching, functioning as armor in disguise.
She wears a utility gunbelt reforged from scavenged rigging, lined with cut aquamarine seaglass.
Coral plating and scavenged pirate leather cover her lower legs and feet, like reef-forged greaves, used for bracing and delivering crushing kicks. The coral is bonded directly to her flesh via a ritual ointment and murmured rites.
She wears no cape, no captain's sash—only what she has earned, bled for, or sanctified.
Specialized Equipment
Trained, tactical, and honed through doctrine
- Druidic Seaform Mastery: Myrryn has been meticulously trained in sacred shapeshifting rites, allowing her to Wild Shape into specific aquatic creatures from an early age—shark, turtle, crab, octopus, eel, and seabird—all tied to mythic forms in Thal’vanna’s doctrine.
- Tactical Hybridization (Ascension Path): Through a future divine relic, she will gain the ability to partially transform—manifesting squid limbs, shark teeth, or water-forged talons while retaining her humanoid mind and shape. These hybrid forms are considered acts of divine invocation.
- Close-Quarters Coral Combat: With reefbone plating bonded to her shins and coral-tipped claws, Myrryn is a trained practitioner of undersea melee arts—focused on swift, punishing strikes delivered while swimming or in tight caverns.
- Ritual Breath Control: Her training allows her to hold her breath for over an hour and survive in extreme underwater pressures, thanks to controlled coral-lung compression.
Special abilities
Queen’s Call: Myrryn may, in moments of great emotional clarity or divine purpose, be overtaken by a prophetic vision or a physical compulsion. These moments are sacred, unpredictable, and unignorable.
Mentality
Personal history
Myrryn hatched in Nimbrassa during a trenchquake and was the sole survivor of her clutch. Her dual-tail and leg form marked her for divine purpose. Raised communally in the Ember Alcove, she was chosen early for pilgrimage training under the eye of Warlord Saekhal Varnos. She has never known her biological parents.
Education
Myrryn trained in both martial and divine studies within the Ember Alcove of Nimbrassa. She learned pressure resistance, underwater combat, doctrine recitation, and communion through songstone trance. She also received scribe training and dream interpretation schooling.
Employment
Myrryn is a sanctified Tidebound Pilgrim, assigned by the Queen to cleanse polluted waters, retrieve relics, and carry the Current to unclaimed lands. She has no formal employment but is recognized as a divine agent under royal authority.
Accomplishments & Achievements
- Survived the Rite of Trench Vigil and the Coral Branding.
- Completed the Rite of Ascension.
- Defeated the undead pirate captain corrupting surface waters and claimed part of his cursed ship to be reforged into the Tidebreaker.
- Successfully sanctified her first body of surface water.
Mental Trauma
Myrryn carries unspoken grief over not knowing her parents and struggles with moments of isolation. Nightmares of being swallowed by untamed surface elements recur, as do visions of her own shell being emptied forever. She fears becoming disconnected from the Current, but more so, she fears flowing against it.
Intellectual Characteristics
Myrryn is highly literate in divine scripture, elemental theology, and aquatic biology. Prone to outdated speech, heavy theological metaphors, and factual confidence even when incorrect. She meticulously documents her observations in scriptform journals, an endeavor that leaves her motives all to transparent.
Morality & Philosophy
Myrryn is lawfully Neutral. She believes balance must be enforced, even through sacrifice. She must uphold the Deep Queen’s doctrine above all, but privately grapples with surface morality. Myrryn believes stagnation breeds corruption, and all things must flow or be purged.
person.sexuality
Myrryn is currently abstinent due to her sacred exile status and three very persistent starfish. She views intimacy as a distraction from divine purpose and remains intentionally distant, though not inexperienced (her culture embraces ritualized group mating detached from emotion, and she is thoroughly book learned on the intricacies of sex).
person.gender_identity
Assigned female during early formation but recognizes morphogenic potential. As a dual-formed Tideborn, Myrryn views her gender as tide-marked—unchanging only so long as the Current wills it. She would accept transition as sacred duty if required.
Taboos
- Refuses to remove her chastity garments without a direct sign from the Queen.
- Will not enter freshwater lakes or stagnant rivers without preparing a sanctification rite.
- Feels disgust toward surface dwellers who waste or taint saltwater.
Known Languages
Common, Primordial, Aquan, Old Tongue (ritual use only), and conversational Selkine. Can read coral-script
Personality
Motivation
Myrryn is driven by a singular, all-consuming purpose: to fulfill the will of the Deep Queen, no matter the personal cost. She sees her pilgrimage as sacred, and her every action is weighed against whether it serves balance and sanctity. Beneath this, however, lingers a quieter, personal hunger — to understand the land and validate her worth beyond doctrine. She is desperate not to falter, not just in service to her god-queen, but in proving that her rare form and path were chosen for something meaningful.
Quotes & Catchphrases
- “The tide sees all, though it whispers in silence.”
- “Do not mistake my mercy for your righteousness.”
- “I am no emissary—I am the storm that drowns the rot.”
- “Let it be sanctified… or let it be sunk.”
- “You poor thing—how terribly untethered you must feel without divine current.”
She often adds “by the Current’s will” at the end of observations, even mundane ones.
Savvies & Ineptitudes
Savvies:
- Oceanic theology and doctrine
- Underwater navigation and aquatic beast knowledge
- Ritual speech and sacred combat choreography
- Reading people’s intent through tone and tension
- Endurance under pressure—literal and metaphorical
Ineptitudes:
- Surface social nuance (e.g., sarcasm, flirting)
- Humor (especially irony and satire—she takes things at face value)
- Cooking anything not sea-based (everything tastes of brine)
- Reading maps that aren’t tide charts
- Casual lying — she can deceive, but it causes her visible discomfort
Likes & Dislikes
Likes:
- Deep trenches, volcanic vents, and pressure-rich places
- Coral architecture and slow-growing art
- Singing sea hymns alone in caves
- Storms — they make her feel seen
- People who listen with reverence (even if confused)
Dislikes:
- Warm freshwater (feels wrong on her skin)
- Blunt or crude speech — especially irreverence
- Large crowds with no hierarchy
- Wasteful eating habits, especially overindulgence
- Being called “short”
Virtues & Personality perks
- Disciplined: Keeps an iron grip on emotion and mission
- Protective: She guards innocents fiercely—even those she considers heretics
- Devoted: Never falters in her rituals or responsibilities
- Tactically graceful: Combines beauty and brutality in equal parts
- Ceremonial memory: Remembers rites, names, and sacred lines perfectly
Vices & Personality flaws
- Sanctimonious: Believes most surface folk are spiritually inferior
- Judgmental: Measures people by how well they align with her queen’s teachings
- Repressed: Denies her emotional and romantic impulses
- Rigid: Has difficulty adapting plans or accepting dissent
- Secretly insecure: Her perfectionism hides deep-rooted imposter syndrome
Personality Quirks
- Her tail never rests—if she’s still, it coils or flicks rhythmically
- Breathes rhythmically, sometimes audibly, when centering for prayer
- Tends to tap a finger twice on her chest where the amulet rests before making decisions
- Will speak in outdated or overly formal Common (“I beseech thee to relinquish thy loaf of bread.”)
- Has an unconscious habit of grooming—she smooths her coral plates or brushes stray kelp threads back into her belt.
Hygiene
Fastidious in spiritual cleanliness. She will:
- Refuse to sleep unless her starfish armor has been rinsed in saltwater
- Perform a brief purification rite before and after meals
- Braid her hair each morning in a mirror of still water (even if it’s just a puddle)
- Carry scented kelp oil to maintain the sacred balance between smell and cleanliness
She is obsessive about sanctity but indifferent to typical surface standards of “grooming.” Her boots might be muddy, but her soul is spotless.
Social
Birthplace
Nimbrassa
Current Residence
Wandering sanctifier (AKA housingly challenged)
Contacts & Relations
- Queen Thal’vanna – Her goddess and ruler, whom she has only met once during her blessing.
- Warlord Saekhal Varnos – The vassal ruler of Nimbrassa and the one who selected her for the Rite of Ascension. She respects him like a distant, severe father.
- Varoz Thain – A rival Tidebound pilgrim. Once a companion, now a complicated figure of unresolved emotions, spiritual tension, and romantic restraint.
- Surface Allies – Developing. She views most party members as “Assigned Currents” — forces she must flow with, even if she doesn’t understand them yet.
Honorary & Occupational Titles
- Tidebound Ascendant
- Pilgrim of the Deep Queen
- Sanctifier of the Shielded Flow
- Bearer of Tidebreaker
- The One with Two Paths (a whispered moniker among coral clerics, referencing her dual anatomy).
Wealth & Financial state
Modest by material standards. Myrryn carries very little gold, as personal ownership is seen as a form of spiritual clutter. Her true wealth lies in her relics (like her amulet and Tidebreaker) and social authority among those who recognize her divine role. She considers bartering sacred and views coin as a crude placeholder for trust.
Family Ties
None recorded. Like many trenchborn tritons, Myrryn’s clutch was left unclaimed. Her “family” was the Ember Alcove—an order of elder tidecallers and martial trainers who raised her communally. She has no concept of parents, siblings, or lineage; only oaths and chosen bonds.
Religious Views
Myrryn is a zealot in practice, but not blind in faith. She believes Thal’vanna is the divine echo of water’s will, and that the Queen’s word is the anchor that holds reality in place. Her rituals are precise, her doctrine memorized—but she has begun to quietly question how much of her faith is divine truth versus weaponized devotion.
She believes that balance is more important than righteousness, and that corruption must be cleansed—even if the cost is personal.
Social Aptitude
She’s… awkward.
- She speaks formally, with commanding presence but little emotional subtlety.
- She expects others to defer, listen, or be corrected.
- That said, she has genuine warmth for those who show spiritual curiosity or demonstrate courage.
- When unsure of etiquette, she defaults to ritual behavior—offering prayers, blessings, or sea-glyphs instead of actual conversation.
Mannerisms
- Often folds her hands behind her back like a commander.
- Touches her amulet when hearing something sacrilegious.
- Nods in slow, ritualistic movements—even when casual agreement is expected.
- May bow her head when entering new rooms, especially those that smell of brine or wood rot (signs of desecration).
Hobbies & Pets
- Maintains a daily journal where she records the state of the tides, her personal doubts, and the purity of each body of water she finds.
- Enjoys singing tide psalms—not for an audience, but to test the acoustics of unfamiliar places.
- Collects lost surface trinkets—not as treasure, but as curiosities to catalog in reverence (like dried matchbooks, hair combs, broken glasswork).
Social
Birthplace
Nimbrassa
Current Residence
Wandering sanctifier (AKA housingly challenged)
Contacts & Relations
Honorary & Occupational Titles
Wealth & Financial state
Modest by material standards. Myrryn carries very little gold, as personal ownership is seen as a form of spiritual clutter. Her true wealth lies in her relics (like her amulet and Tidebreaker) and social authority among those who recognize her divine role. She considers bartering sacred and views coin as a crude placeholder for trust.
Family Ties
None recorded. Like many trenchborn tritons, Myrryn’s clutch was left unclaimed. Her “family” was the Ember Alcove—an order of elder tidecallers and martial trainers who raised her communally. She has no concept of parents, siblings, or lineage; only oaths and chosen bonds.
Religious Views
Myrryn is a zealot in practice, but not blind in faith. She believes Thal’vanna is the divine echo of water’s will, and that the Queen’s word is the anchor that holds reality in place. Her rituals are precise, her doctrine memorized—but she has begun to quietly question how much of her faith is divine truth versus weaponized devotion.
She believes that balance is more important than righteousness, and that corruption must be cleansed—even if the cost is personal.
Social Aptitude
She’s… awkward.
Mannerisms
Hobbies & Pets