Damona (Da-moan-uh)
She Who Shifts
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Damona is nature untamed—wild, unpredictable, and ever-changing. She is the raw beauty and ruthless savagery of the natural world, where survival demands adaptation. Unlike deities who seek to guide or shape nature, she rejects control in all forms, seeing it as a perversion of the primal forces that fuel life itself. To her, nature is not a garden to be cultivated nor a beast to be tamed—it is a vast, living entity that must be free to grow, change, and flourish on its own terms. She does not impose her will upon the world; rather, she nudges fate with the subtlest of touches—a butterfly’s wings setting off a hurricane. It is from this philosophy that she became the Mother of All Fey—the unseen hand guiding their evolution. It is by her whim that fey ascend as Monarchs, though her criteria remain an enigma. Some strive to earn her favor through power or cunning, while others accept that her choices are simply beyond understanding.
Physical Description
Damona’s form is as fluid as the world she embodies. At times, she appears as a towering, moth-like drider, her chitinous exoskeleton shifting in hues like the iridescent wings of a butterfly. Her long, delicate fingers weave unseen threads of fate, while the many luminous eyes scattered across her face glimmer with knowledge of what could be. At other times, she takes the form of a great, many-limbed beast, something neither insect nor mammal, sprouting additional limbs, horns, or wings seemingly at random. No one form defines her, for she is the wild—constantly adapting, constantly transforming. Her voice is never the same twice—sometimes a whisper on the wind, sometimes a chorus of animals crying in unison. It is said that those who gaze upon her too long find their own bodies shifting, growing new features or shedding old ones as they are caught in the tide of her endless metamorphosis.
Divine Realm
Damona’s domain is all of Iomlán, a plane of unbridled growth and constant transformation. No map can chart its lands, for its mountains shift, its forests regrow in new forms, and its rivers carve new paths with every passing moment. Civilization cannot take root here—buildings collapse as vines reclaim them, roads dissolve into wildflower fields overnight, and those who linger too long find themselves changed in mind, body, or soul. Fey thrive in Iomlán, their courts rising and falling like shifting tides, always in motion, never stagnant. Beasts roam freely, their forms twisting with the land, becoming something more—something greater. Evolution happens in moments, not millennia. To enter Iomlán is to surrender to nature’s will, for the land does not yield to visitors; visitors must yield to it.
Tenets of Faith
- The natural world is not meant to be controlled, tamed, or owned. You do not rule nature; you exist within it.
- The world is shaped not by careful planning, but by the unforeseen. Do not fear disorder.
- To live is to change. Those who refuse to change will be left behind.
Worshipers
To the fey, Damona is their creator, the source of their chaotic nature and the spirit that fuels their whimsical, sometimes cruel manipulations. Those who worship the fey—druids, witches, and seers—see her as the embodiment of nature’s trickery, capricious and untamed. They believe in embracing change, trickery, and personal transformation, often engaging in mischief that forces others to adapt. Others worship Damona not for her whimsy, but for her ferocity. These druids, shamans, and rangers take a more militant approach, standing against those who seek to tame the wilds. They do not merely protect nature; they ensure that civilization does not encroach upon what must remain untamed. They believe in survival of the fittest, in pushing themselves and others to grow stronger, and in resisting stagnation at all costs. Her worship is rarely organized—temples do not suit her faith. Instead, her followers gather in wild places, where nature remains unbroken, leaving no permanent altars or offerings that might impose structure upon the land.
Paladins of Damona
TEXT TEXT:- Adapt or Fade: Change is the only constant, and so I must change with it.
- Break Civilization's Chains: No force should impose order upon the wild. I will pry civilization’s grasp away from nature’s throat.
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Holy Books & Codes
Damona’s faith does not favor written texts, for words set in stone risk permanence. However, her followers pass down teachings through spoken verse, shifting riddles, and ever-changing songs. No two versions are the same, for her doctrine shifts as often as nature itself.
Contacts & Relations
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General Information
Alternative Name(s)
Goddess of Change
Goddess of Destiny
Goddess of the Fey
Goddess of the Wild
She Who Shifts
The Mother of All Fey
Alignment
CN
Follower Alignment(s)
N, CG, CN, CE
Tier of Divinity
High Gods
Pantheon(s)
Nature Gods
Area(s) of Concern
Beauty, change, destiny, evolution, the fey, wilderness
Favored Weapon(s)
Rapier
Sacred Animal(s)
Moth
Sacred Color(s)
Green, red, violet
Symbol
TEXT
Worshipers
Druids, fey worshipers, naturalists, rangers, shamans
Worshipers' Adjective(s)
Damian
Divine Realm
Iomlán
Dungeons & Dragons 5e
Domain(s)
Nature
Pathfinder 1e
Domain(s)
Animal, Chaos, Luck, Plant, Weather
Subdomain(s)
Curse, Decay, Fate, Growth, Imagination, Insect, Leshy, Seasons, Thorns, Whimsy
Pathfinder 2e
Domain(s)
Ambition, Change, Fate, Nature
Alternative Domain(s)
Decay
Divine Ability
Dexterity or Charisma
Divine Font
Harm or Heal
Sanctification
Can choose holy or unholy
Divine Skill
Nature
Cleric Spells
1st: Nettleskin
3rd: Moth's Supper
6th: Cursed Metamorphosis
Children
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