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C A T H  M E L A I N E A
Kaath  Mel-eye  Neya[/sup]
[h3][color=#59B1F2]Aspect[/color]
[sup][color=#0AE6D3]♦[/color][color=#423f85]Temper[s] / [/s]Temper[/color][color=#0AE6D3]♦[/color][/sup][/h3][color=#0AE6D3]♦[/color]
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[indent][indent]Temperament, a thing forged in the great tempest of experience, a reflection--an expression perhaps--of consciousness, and in its changing, a thing that might be refined and tempered into an ever greater form. Simply put, Cath Melainea is a confluence of these two ideals. She is emotion and its expression, its manifestations--physical and otherwise--are hers to command. At once, her heart is the forge of these tumultuous powers, changing all it touches. In this way, Melainea is a force of change, whether it be through mastery or circumstance it does not matter.

When pulling upon the power of her most divine essence she might invoke in others emotion, bringing rise to agony, or joy, or awe. At once, through these things she may change things, be it through imbuing them with such things, or through giving those experiences tangible form, and thus causing metamorphosis in all such a thing might touch. With the Crucible's influence, a happy man, might become a shining beacon of joy, a wellspring of euphoric bliss, enrapturing those around him. Yet, so too can her power bring about calamity....[/indent][/indent]
[h3][color=#59B1F2]Persona[/color]
[sup][color=#0AE6D3]♦[/color][color=#423f85]Curious[s]  [color=#0AE6D3]♦[/color]  [/s]Wise Naive[s]  [color=#0AE6D3]♦[/color] [/s] Callous [/color][color=#0AE6D3]♦[/color][/sup][/h3][color=#0AE6D3]♦[/color][color=#0AE6D3]♦[/color][color=#0AE6D3]♦[/color]
[indent][indent]While a wide spectrum of terrifyingly beautiful and endless emotions writhe storm-like beneath her divine flesh, Melainea is--above all else--endlessly curious. This may take many forms of course, sometimes manifesting in an inquisitive nature, whereas in other moments she might briefly take on an almost child-like wonder. However, while this emotion drives much of her behavior, she too is the callous observer, the seemingly uncaring scientist tinkering with the lives and environs of others. However, this is indeed only that, a seeming, as the reality of things is that Melainea simply does not--perhaps cannot--see her treatment of Galbar and its inhabitants as anything but moral. To her, whether a man becomes a plague of woe or a beacon of hope matters little so long as he becomes [i]something[/i] that before he was not.[/indent][/indent]
[h3][color=#59B1F2]Visage[/color]
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[color=#0AE6D3]♦[/color][indent][indent][quote=Cathyri Scholar][b]"The Truest Guise of Cath Melainea is best understood through an experiential lens as to attempt to describe it in simple terms is a misleading and troublesome thing. Still, despite this, I will try."[/b][/quote]

She is a flash of violent violet light, shattering perception, yet enrapturing the viewer. This light, it emanates from a churning core of writhing indigo flame in an almost teardrop shape. Its surface seems--somehow, despite lacking true solidity--reflective, and upon perceiving it, the psyche of the beholder is flooded with endless emotion, filling them overfull with the experiences of their lifetime. Beneath her light, annoyance becomes fury, contentment–euphoria–and disappointment: anguish. Yet, she is still more than this Crucible, for superimposed upon this is what might first appear a woman's silhouette, but is in truth an amaranthine tear in the fabric of the world. Within this god-shaped hole are endless fractals of experience, all intertwined like multidimensional crystals. To gaze too long into her visage is to invite it into thyself, and in so doing, render oneself utterly hers. Those few who survive the ordeal of her manifestation find themselves indelibly changed by the experience, and whether for good or for ill they will never know the difference as those who gaze into the Crucible of Emotion, become naught but elementals forged in Melainea's essence.
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[quote=Excerpts from "Glimpses of the Goddess"][indent][indent][i][sup]Poetic reimaginings created from various accounts of those who survived the manifestation of our Lady Melainea.[/sup][/i][/indent][/indent]
[i]"She was a turning mirror, reflecting minds, each consciousness a burning flame, drowning all else, mixing...diffusing. A maiden, a mother, a crone ensconced in effervescent violet flames. A metallic fractal, containing coruscating light, crystalline and pure, yet malignant and destructive." - [b]Thellasi Poet Carian Sarr.[/b][/i]
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[i]"Two orbs, a pair of shining eyes blossoming before my own, her gaze, it ensorcelled me, wrapped me in its embrace. As we stared, I upon her, and she into my secret self, my hidden soul, a felt a stirring within my brow and beneath my breast. Like a burning flame of terrible bliss, agonizing in its intensity, I was overcome with emotion until at last, I became it!" - [b]A Violet-eyed survivor.[/b][/i]
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[i]"Soothing warmth, purest duress, I was enlightened. Without her there is only the burning cold of this emotionless world. Men hide their feelings behind a terrible mask we call a face. I call them blasphemy! Ye apostate who would deny expression, deny truth, deny her sorrow and her love! Shame! Shame!" - [b]A scholar of the sciences, driven to feverish madness.[/b][/i][/quote]
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[indent][indent]Though the Goddess may at some times present herself to mortals in her truest shape, more often is it that such a thing is only ever glimpsed in fragments. These fragments are known as Melainea's Facade and simply put, they are other expressions of her Aspect's physical manifestation.

Though she most often appears as a violet-eyed woman with an elaborate set of feathers in her hair, and two curving horns--as depicted far above--below are other depictions of witnessed manifestations.
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