Myrras, The Cat Lord
Myrras is the Cat Lord of Aigusyl—mysterious, elusive, and impossibly graceful. Cloaked in shifting silks of dusk and moonlight, this divine feline embodies the essence of all cats: their elegance, independence, curiosity, and hidden wisdom. As the patron of all feline creatures and the creator of the tabaxi, Myrras walks the line between playful mischief and fierce guardianship, offering freedom and instinct in equal measure to their children.
Wherever shadows stretch across sun-warmed stone or moonlight dapples treetop boughs, Myrras may be found—or perhaps never was. They are known to appear as a lean tabaxi of radiant fur, a housecat lounging in a ruined temple, or a prowling panther whose eyes glint with divine cunning. Myrras does not linger long in one place, preferring to roam, explore, and remain unbound. Their temples are rare, often open-aired sanctuaries tucked in jungles or cliffside caves, marked by offerings of feathers, shining stones, and fish left atop worn altar-stones.
While Myrras embodies many feline traits, they are more than a trickster God. They serve a higher purpose, for Myrras is one of the two appointed animal lords charged by Tagyn, Goddess of Beasts, with overseeing Tindara, The Tiger Lord—one of the once-fallen Betrayer Beasts. Tindara, once driven by predatory dominance, has clawed their way back to redemption. It is Myrras who watches over Tindara’s soul, ensuring the line between ferocity and cruelty remains uncrossed. Where Tindara is the embodiment of raw feline power, Myrras is its restraint and cleverness.
The tabaxi revere Myrras as their maker, crediting them with gifting their people the spark of curiosity and the wanderlust that drives them to explore every corner of Aigusyl. Tabaxi see life as a collection of stories to be gathered and shared, a view deeply rooted in their creator’s own endless journey. Through dreams, flashes of instinct, or encounters with feline familiars, Myrras guides their children—never with commands, always with quiet nudges.
Myrras values individuality, beauty in imperfection, and the thrill of discovery. They despise cages—literal or metaphorical—and intervene rarely, only when balance is at risk or one of their sacred charges is threatened. Those who invoke Myrras may be granted uncanny agility, moments of perfect silence, or eyes that see truth hidden behind veils. Yet those who harm cats, enslave the free, or corrupt the wild may find themselves hunted in the night by golden eyes they cannot escape.
Worshippers of Myrras tend to be wanderers, poets, thieves, and guardians. They believe that life should be lived without chains, but with grace and purpose. For Myrras is not chaos—they are the quiet footstep before the pounce, the stillness before the storm, the soft purr hiding a deadly claw. They are the patron of all who live by wit, instinct, and the unspoken laws of the wild.
Divine Domains
Cats, Trickery
