True Name: Magenta Viilnor.
Persona Name: Magenta Viilnor.
Other Personas: –
The High Queen of Fairy, Embodiment of the Plane of Ithia, True God.
Excerpt: ‘A world starts with nothing but a dream. Viilnor had always been here since she willed herself into existence. To exist requires a place to do so, and thus, Ithia is formed. It started in chalk and rough pigment, marking the wall of reality. She radiated light in Famill, she formed the darkness with the closing of her eyes, for it is an absence of light. She shaped the Great Fae Tree around her to fill the emptiness.
They came upon her suddenly; the three invaders who had grown with meaningless power and found a fresh world. They brought forth The Lead, The Ink, The Light, and Void; they bound Viilnor with their greed, terror, and malice.
They stripped from her the world and in the void the Forces formed, they stripped from her Order, Chaos, Life, Death, Creation, and Ruin forming the Queens of Fairy, they tore from her the Magic and formed the Harai. They tore at her body and from her wings they fashioned the heavens, from her hair they formed the world, from her antlers they formed the mountains and hills, from her blood there came the Rowan, the Blackthorn, and the Hawthorn, the sacred banes of the Fae. They collected from her the tears and filled the oceans and found that for all their bloated power and growing terror, they could not kill her, for she was eternal and without end. They bound her to the Fae Tree along with what they had made of her.
They made the Bane, the Brand, the Iron that burns, and made bars around the Faelands. There she watches upon her bramble throne the world that was stolen from her, so filled with suffering.’ The Butchery of Viilnor; by Na’Tally.
Known across the plane as Magenta Viilnor, The High Queen, The First, The Eternal, The Golden Doe, The Realm Maker, The Singer of Worlds, The Thorn Crowned, The All-Fairy, The Great Golden Goddess, The Majesty, The Antler Crowned, The Queen of Harts, The Mistress of Eternity, and The True God.
Holy Book: The Magenta Book.
The Leader of the Fae Courts.
Dreous’ holy symbol is the Nature – The great Fae tree with its six branches representing the six lesser courts, with nature in the center.
Fae do not have celestial bodies.
Fae do not have personal planes, though technically all of Ithia is Viilnor’s.
Magenta Viilnor has no need for divine artifacts.
Magenta has countless trinkets of holy, cultural, and social status among her people from the crowned jewels of the fae to the greater spoon of souping a gift from the Queen of Chaos as a Mother’s Day present.
Magenta views all that lives, strives, and struggles as sacred, though she does view elk and deer as symbols of her rule.
Magenta Viilnor to describe Viilnor with crude language that has never experienced true divine beauty is difficult, if not impossible. She is the overwhelming wonder of parents looking upon their newly born baby, a child’s first view of the starry sky, the struggle for ascent, climbing upwards, breaching the atmosphere, and looking down upon your home from the heavens. She is the meeting of a lifetime dream; she is the masterwork that took not merely the lifetime of the artist but those of all who inspired and paved the path before them. She is Viilnor. She has antlers that extend like the branches of a sequoia reaching towards each horizon as if they mean to hold up the whole of the sky. Golden hair pours down in floods extending away from her feet over ten feet like a sea of molten gold. Scars mar her back where her wings once stood so proudly.
Magenta is all that is wild, untamed, regal, majestic, the kind of entity other gods dream of being half as noble. She is the mother who takes in the orphan, the offered respite for the weary, the mercy of quick, painless death, and the struggle to survive. She is the hunt, the hunted, and the tamer of beasts. When she walks, the world shapes itself from her path; when she sits, it rises to form a seat; when she speaks, all listens. She has never known malice, and while her heart is scarred with sorrow, she seeks to forgive those who wrong her.
Magenta grants her divine servants the power to speak to plants, animals, and spirits. See the unseen, summon fairy servants, cause plants to grow, form bonds with animals, and become apart from mortal ends.
Magenta does not celebrate any day for her; all days are sacred, all times are holy, and every breath is a blessing.
Magenta is primarily worshipped by the Fae, but some mortals, such as druids, rangers, lumberjacks, and foresters, seek to appease the mistress of all that is natural. Mortals who worship her do so in secret, as the gods are cautious and fearful of the Fae.
Magenta has no rites specific to her.
Sacrifice is a thing of spirit. It is a gift of wildflowers, stones, honey, and herbs found while communing with the world. It is a smooth river stone that the giver found beautiful. The flowers that remind us of home. It is honey that brings memories of mother’s cooking to mind. She also accepts homemade dishes as sacrifices and is said to sometimes share the meal with the giver.
Magenta Viilnor’s Values
Arches (Goals) –
Viilnor pursues the end of needless pain.
Pillars (Virtues) –
Balance, Nature, Beauty, Wonder, and Hope.
Columns (Vices) –
Carelessness, Industry, Evil, Boredom, and Despair.
Viilnor is worshipped merely by living. By striving, by fighting for every breath, she is all that moves. She is worshipped around earthen circles carved in stone and earth where druids and pagans gather to seek her guidance and attention. Those who worship her must do very little, as too many artificial changes would break the connection to their god.
Fae do not have avatars.
Fae do not have Coelestis.
Viilnor has no demi-god species.
Viilnor has no mortal species.
Viilnor has a few prophets from Carol Honeybean, Tomoko Kato, and Shiori Ikeda.
The Circle of the Magenta is open to all who can brave the wildlands and find them. They have no formal ranks, and those who volunteer take turns expressing their own understanding of Viilnor that they’ve learned in wild places.
Often, the ‘vestments’ are plain robes, hooded cloaks, things to conceal against the wrath of the servants of the Gods.
Viilnor has no holy orders.
Viilnor is the mother of the Forces, Fae Queens, and all of the fairies.
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