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[b]Name/Titles:[/b] Mysia, Queen-Dowager, the Watcher, the Mother, the Fury.
[b]Gender (if applicable):[/b] Female
[b]Patronage:[/b] Pride, Rage, Fertility, Motherhood, Marriage, Time, Aristocracy.
[b]Parentage:[/b] Unknown, although it's likely she predates the current pantheon. When Aroesus first ascended to the throne and looked for a wife to please him, of the many powerful members of his own pantheon, he declined in favor of the burning gaze of Mysia, a god most had never seen before, and only briefly in passing. (In actuality, she is one of the youngest gods, having been born of the cataclysm of energy that defeated the previous Pantheon, her patronage over time simply means others have seen her far in the past, before she was born)
[b]Pantheon/Affiliation:[/b] Deity.
[b]Appearance:[/b] The above image is the appearance the gods, and her most loyal followers, tend to see her in, although the specifics of such can change upon her own preference, or those she appears to, if she feels a particular need to impress them. If she seeks to hide among humanity, she will manifest as an elegant noblewoman, the trappings of such relating to the society she finds herself in, although she is very rarely not redheaded. She may also appear as a swan, lioness or one of the various kinds of dragon detailed in mythology (Greeks had them to, just in many weird versions). Generally each animal will have some trace of red on them, even if biologically this would never occur.

[b]Centres of Worship/Places of Power:[/b] While being somewhat connected to almost any cult of her ex-husband, she possess a number of separate cults, although these tend to focus on her aspects not connected to the dead king of the gods (time, pride, rage) although, one set of cults worships her solely in her entirety. The Isles of Telcaes, all connected, like a spooked wheel, with bridges, forms the centre of her worship, each island depicting an aspect of her patronage, while the central isle holds her most sacred, if not largest, shrine.

[b]Servants, Prominent Followers and Worship Base:[/b]
Most women have need to pray to Mysia at some point in their lives, whether it be maids on their wedding day, preparing for childbirth or simply the trials and tribulations of marriage and motherhood, she is ultimately connected, if not always in her true name, to such events and is a key component to most mortal societies coming of age rituals for women. However, her role in these is often limited by the male element of society controlling what aspects of her are seen in such rituals. Mysia's rage stems from the scorn shown to her by her husband, a man that, despite how risky it could be, she stood up to and unleashed her fury with little in the way of restraint, had he earned it. She empowered herself beyond the expectations placed upon her, and that is something many mortal males would rather their wives and daughters forget. Kolchae, an aristocracy of islands, which include Telcaes, holds her as their national goddess, which often warred against the nations of her husband, surviving due to its aquatic supremacy, whenever she felt particular need to scorn her husband. Several of the noble houses claim to hold her blood within their veins, which in a few cases is not entirely false, the Kolchaens being a favored escape for her, when her husband was busy chasing after some lesser goddess or creature. Warriors and Generals may also call upon her, not for martial skill, but to harden their hearts against the enemy, and fill them with battle-rage, particularly in the colder regions of the North, where she is worshiped as Myka, the Warrior-Queen.

Sieka, Queen of the Tutons: Actually a granddaughter of Mysia, Sieka rules a confederation of barbarian tribes to the North. While her nature may be somewhat of an affront to Mysia, favoring the civilized world, the fact she is both a blood relative and a female ruler places her very much in favor with Mysia. A raven haired warrior-queen, Sieka has often led raids against the civilized lands to the South and continues to grow in power, to the point that despite her affection, Mysia may have to act to protect her treasured courts and aristocrats.

Heikon, The Historian: Connected to her as the aspect of time, Heikon is one of the first to record history in its truest sense, to avoid religious explanation and to admit that even the side he favored has lost, a controversial statement in a world of ego and pride. Mysia often assists Heikon by providing information about an event he is recording that he either missed, or could not have picked up on from his location, to the point that he is a well known scion of Mysia.

The Court of the Divine: The closest thing to a central body of Priests and Priestesses for Mysia, they are based from her favored islands although at least one is found maintaining her shrines, be they attached to the temples of her ex-husband or separate. Climate permitting, they tend to wear red robes which cover them entirely, but are thin enough to reveal the shape of their form, as well as a silhouette of their face. In the North, they still wear mostly red, but warming clothing is necessary for survival (except for the High Priestesses, protected as they are).

[b]Psychology:[/b] Despite the emotions she holds at least joint patronage over, Mysia is generally fairly level headed, if prideful, towards the end of her husband's reign many issues between the gods being brought to her to be solved in secret, then to wish the insane musings of the King upon them. That said, Mysia's rage, while slow to catch, is a fire that will rage unchecked, either dying in a cataclysm of emotion, or burning unchecked for centuries. Her fire, and refusal to be subdued, is the reason why the King of the Gods was drawn to her, but equally part of the reason why the last years of their marriage were incredibly brutal and without love, for the mad King viewed any dissent as treachery, and Mysia would not tailor herself to meet his whims. He never managed to break her, through beatings, rape and emotional torture, the King could never control his Queen, although she never did betray him as he suspected, refusing to join the conspiracy against him, but equally, refraining from alerting him to their existence, not that he, by that point, would have believed a word from her mouth.

Mysia may often have confusing, or conflicting, conversations with individuals, as a goddess of time having seen pasts and futures where each god or goddess has done terrible, or glorious things. She has lived in the world before Vael and Nys were born, and has slept with children yet unborn of the current pantheon of deities, sometimes giving her the impression of brief jolts of madness, even if it is just simply her mind adapting to its present location. Mysia has not particular attachment to order or chaos, preferring simply that which benefits those closest to her, even if she does often find extended periods of the status-quo tiresome, wild and untamed, as the uncivilized lands, as she can sometimes be. In the time since the death of Aroseus, many believe her to have gone mad, hiding in the decaying apartments of her husband, although only the latter part of this assumption is true, to those who have only briefly seen her, in shadows or one of her animal forms, she has appeared to have gone insane, the level, if fierce, mind of the Queen broken.

[b]History:[/b]

The imagery best used to represent Mysia, the animals whose form she takes and even her own divine form, have been seen throughout the eons, caught in the corner of eyes or found scrawled on ruins, or the foundations of buildings yet to be made, from a time even before man first walked the Earth, even the very first Gods found her marks across their sanctuaries. While in the plane of existence, this occurred over countless eons, from Mysia's point of view it took mere seconds, during her birth, scattering across the winds of time, he infant soul marked itself across creation, before being made manifest. In the present, she was born to a world which, in some sense, already knew her, before she even knew herself. The overthrow of the previous pantheon was the trigger for her birth, and so, after some deliberation, she looked for the God who had caused this, learning of herself along the way, even if she did not know what goal she aimed for.

She presented herself to the New Pantheon of the gods when Aroseus was looking for a wife, and while she did not intend to, the fierce, somewhat wild, beauty and temperament of the mysterious goddess drew the King's eye more for any of those formally offered to him. With a grin and wink, Mysia accepted the offer as if it had been a proposal, rather than a demand by the King of the Gods and throughout their marriage, she had a habit of turning his orders into requests, and picking which ones she obeyed at her own whims. There may have once been a time, however short, where Aroseus was loyal to her, when the burning independent nature had chosen didn't drive him to seek out whimpish mortals or deities more willing to simply please him, but the news that this time had come to an end further fed the flame of her wrath, burning the patronage of rage into her. It was the first time their followers struck blows against each other, and the Home of the gods burned with their collective fury, to the extent that some thought it a new civil war of the gods. In the end no resolution was met, although Mysia forever taunted Aroseus with the fact that from then on, she could bed whoever she wanted from the beginning of time to its end.

Over the course of his reign, she remained loyal, in the sense of plots, to her husband, although she didn't not always actively follow his desires. On the mortal plane she would never put his desires before her own and would resort to bully, seduce and coerce him into bending to he ways, even if as time went on, he became increasingly cold to her, she would always give enough to rekindle their bond, at least until the spiral of his downfall. Closer to her heart were her children, those whom she would share a bond that wasn't dependent upon mere emotion and the whims of two adulterers. Particularly in their youth, she would protect them fiercely, both from other gods, and the wrath and whims of their father, until they were old enough to make their own minds about his plots and schemes, even then, finding some bitterness in the selfish nature of her husband towards them.

With the fall of Aroseus, she has hidden away in his apartments, apparently spending her days drunk and insane. She is neither, even if she does dine excessively off the nectar of the gods, this it not out of drunken grief, but a need to remain strong and hidden. For the last time the King and Queen shared beds, the spark of life was formed and she carries his last child in her womb. A conventional birth among the gods is rare and somewhat of an omen in of itself, with no timetable to expect, she hides for fear of retribution, upon herself, but more importantly the unborn child, who's existence plays into the hands of some, but endangers the plans of others. Unable to hide it in any of her forms, she avoids contact at all costs, although the magic defending the apartments is beginning to falter.

[b]Relationships:[/b]

Loves her children, even if her own fierce and prideful nature may drive a wedge between them on occasion. She has no particular hate for those who fought against her husband at any point in history, having been among them on a scant few occasions. Can be seen as somewhat of an outsider, due to her connections among the frozen barbarians to the North, even if she is very much a goddess of the opulent courts of civilization.