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[h1]Jhera[/h1]
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[b]Name:[/b] Jhera, the Scarlet Sun

[b]Player Name:[/b] Marquise

[b]Domains (Portfolios):[/b] Fire (Sun), Industry(Manufacturing)

[b]Alignment:[/b] Lawful Good

[b]Symbol(s):[/b] A sunburst, either gold or red, is the most common icon used in the veneration of Jhera.

[b]Appearance:[/b] Jhera almost invariably prefers a female form on manifestation, whether to fellow gods or to the mortals who shelter in her benefices. A favourite shape is that of a young woman on the very cusp of adulthood, with pale skin and a tumbling shock of crimson hair that, to the perceptive, seems to dance and flicker like flames at the very edge of sight. She has long, deft fingers capped with sharp brass nails, and her adornments change to suit her environment; in the court of an emperor she might be robed in cloth-of-gold and dripping with flawless rubies, whereas in a forge, protective leathers and sturdy boots would be the order of the day.

A second form she favours is that of a woman whose skin and hair are a rich black and whose liquid eyes dance with more than just the fires of mischief. Her clothes are always nondescript in this shape, however, and she is not divinely beautiful, either; the most complimentary adjective might be ‘striking’, instead. It is most often through this guise that she experiences mortal life as one of the faithful, rather than the very object of that faith.

When there is the need for spectacle, however, she assumes the mantle of a many-winged woman whose very being coruscates with solar fire, who trails incandescent plasma like an empress’ train with every movement. She burns like an earth-bound star and moves with preternatural grace; all eyes cannot fail to be drawn to the distant and terrible Scarlet Sun, and when she speaks it is the brassy clarion of trumpets, all underscored by the hungry roar of insatiable furnace-flames.

[b]Personality:[/b] Jhera is bright, in every sense of the word. Life, glorious, wonderful, brief and endlessly perplexing mortal life is a delight to watch, and still more sublime a pleasure to influence, to direct and to drive headlong forwards into a bright new dawn. She is energetic, ebullient, near-manic at times, the engine of progress and the fire of industry, kept from chaos and continual meddling only by her principles. What she loves, she loves fiercely and well, and what she hates tends to be consumed in solar fire.

She values effort, perseverance, power and passion, and will often seek to inspire such things in those under her care who have a lack thereof, such that the apathetic king might spring from his stupor and take his ailing kingdom in hand, or that the peasant who dreams fervently of forges and foundries and breaking the earth to harness might wake with the wherewithal to bring about such industry and raise her people from the mud.

[b]Dogma:[/b] “As much as it is My duty to guide and shape you, it falls to you to make the best of the gifts I bestow; raise up mighty works out of skill and faith and pull your people from ignorance and want to bask in the new dawn. Leave your world better than it was when you entered it, and know forever after the warmth of Me.”

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Well, this all sounds jolly interesting :) .