Myhrsashinett Character in Guardian | World Anvil
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Myhrsashinett

(a.k.a. Of the death gasps / Great Mother, Sweet-voiced / Eternal Sleeper, Dreamweaver / Weariless Hunter, Ground-flyer)

Ranging from kind to merciless, Myhrsashinett never sways from her loose view of life and death, often unaware of any border between the two. Thus, she has never thought dying was a proper punishment for a crime and also never granted immortality, saved someone’s life, or brought someone back from the dead, as she has never seen the problem with either state. Two of her forms are gentle and absent-minded, especially her second one, drifting and wandering as the wind blows, but her third one is piercingly alert and intense, more harsh in word and aware of criticism. Among her fellows, she is the most skilled creator of physical and permanent things and cares for each of them like children and often gets offended by mortal’s disrespect for them. She is blind with no eyes, and when her high priests and priestesses cannot be found, they are most likely visiting0 [Tonthanoi], flirting with shades, or wandering the depths of the ocean, flirting with rocks and the dead carcasses of sea monsters.

Divine Domains

Goddess of

1.) Nature, motherhood, tolerance

2.) Sleep, dreams, hope

3.) Vengeance, oaths, disease

+with life/death, decay/renewal shared.

Physical Description

Body Features

Great Mother/Sweet-voiced: This form is the largest of all the godly forms, a hulking canid-like form with a low-hanging head and long, shaggy fur and short legs. She is so large her shoulder blades appear more like boulders, which is emphasized with her slow, wandering movement. Her fur is moss and vines twisted together, and from one angle she is majestic and beautiful, her sharp spine like a series of mountain peaks, her paws like clawed hooves or carved rock, all misted in soft dark and light moss. Then she turns her head just so and the beauty twists into horror, for the form so admired a moment ago is ridden with early signs of decay. Her skin twists and pulls in unnatural ways, loose, she has a sheen of moisture, and when she opens her mouth her teeth are malformed and black with rot, patches of fur/plant growth have sluiced off to show pale muscle with a mold clinging to it, and where her eyes should be there are cleaned-out caverns showing only bone.  

[/p]Eternal Sleeper/Dreamweaver: More amorphous than the other forms, she is thick-limbed like an elephant except shorter, her entire body made out of thin bark and wilted flowering vines of all types, forming the lump of her, vines hanging from her thick neckless head, shuffling as if not quite moving her limbs forward. Out of her eye sockets grow antlers, each tip burning like a candle. Most often depicted as lying down in a heap, limbs barely differentiated.  

Weariless Hunter/Ground-flyer: Wearing a ragged and dirty cloth tied over her empty eyes, her jaw is forcefully opened by the quantity and length of her serrated, discolored teeth, taking up most of her face. Her build is like a wyvern’s, thin and scaled. Her wings are long, longer than her body, full of holes and rips, flimsy and covered in plant growth gone slimy and amorphous, one is bent at a broken angle. Dripping down her back is the same plant filth, dripping down her legs, stripped down to the bone and most of them missing, only the jagged broken femurs left, dragging on the ground as she crawls. Her tail is a club of rotting wood, dark and cracked-open. Her scales have chipped off in places, warped in places, her flesh hanging off at a shoulder, sliced through to the gleaming spine, showing the roots of her awful teeth, sloughed off at the chest to expose her heart as it pumps a foul and sickly sweet flower sludge onto the ribs that are writhing grasping skeletal hands, some exposed to air, some stretching the muscle that still barely covers them.
Divine Classification
God
Children

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