God descriptions

NERAEOS
He is a radiant immortal. Neraeos is the very picture of self-assured youth. Tall and lean, His
stance radiates strength and confidence even through His armour, managing grace and casual elegance
among stiff leather and bronze. Dark, blonde hair, sandy in some places, is perpetually touseled
around a face of bronze skin and blue-green, expressive eyes. Despite His initially young appearance,
 His expression is stern, His face hardened into a maturity that speaks of divine eternity. The
scent of the sea, fresh and salty, ever lingers about Him, the legacy of His realm, and strong,
calloused hands always possess a weapon in their grasp, ready to fight, protect, and challenge.
He is wearing:
 a necklace of fingers taken from oathbreakers,
 an opaline brooch,
 a purple and white silken tunic,
 sculpted bronze greaves,
 the Ring of Virtas,
 a snow-white sealskin cloak emblazoned with a golden hippocampus,
 a brilliant cuirass of solid bronze,
 a purple cord of Duty,
 simple leather sandals,
 a brazen helm with a plume of white coral spines, and
 a Pendant of Oceans


AURORA
She is a radiant immortal, Her stark frame shrouded within a golden nimbus of light. Across
alabaster flesh crawl silvery tendrils, suffusing the skin with an eerie shimmer. The living tattoo
flickers and contorts, intermittently writhing into the magnificent outlines of both phoenix and
dragon. Crowning a stoic visage, platinum tresses edge over Her shoulder blades, the luminous
strands infused with rich flecks of incandescence. Her timeless countenance is a study of pious
resolve, inky eyes awash with a fierce glow of determination.
She is wearing:
 soft leather boots of tan and gold,
 a pair of ivory gauze trousers,
 a silken tunic of ivory, gilded with golden hues,
 a burnished girdle of solid gold,
 a plain ring of polished gold, and
 a crimson stained silken ribbon

BABEL
He is a radiant immortal and is darkly regal, possessing an imposing air of potent authority that
permeates His towering form with a sense of ancient and terrible power. He rises a full seven feet
into the air, the broad contours of His hulking form concealed beneath the ebon folds of an ornate
black robe. A long white beard flows down His chest in snake-like tendrils, and His thinning hair
falls down His back in wispy strands of ivory. Empty eyesockets gape in His pallid face, opening
into two yawning holes of perfect, light-consuming blackness, while rows of needle-sharp teeth fill
His imperiously frowning mouth, and fearsome talons extend out from His gnarled fingers. A faint
miasmic haze overshadows the god's form with rippling distortions of otherworldly energies and
tainted powers.
He is wearing:
 a tall iron crown,
 a living third eye upon His brow,
 a large black raven perched on His shoulder,
 a heavy golden amulet, and
 an ornate black robe

PROSPERO
He is a radiant immortal and is a rotund man. He is dressed in luxurious layers of the finest
garments and around His neck and fingers are the most expensive jewellery. His big round face has a
prominent beard and His cheeks are red from satisfaction.
He is wearing:
 a golden medal,
 an ornate bulging leather money belt,
 a signet ring bearing the arms of Prospero,
 a lucky pair of black gambling socks, and
 a brilliant gold trimmed white toga

MAYA
She is a radiant immortal, nearly human in appearance. Raven hair, touched at the temples with white,
 sweeps back from Her austere face to be bound at Her nape in an intricate knot. The steely grey of
Her eyes casts a serious light to Her features, tempered by warmer flecks of silver. Her gaze is
stern and penetrating, yet not untouched by compassion. A shimmering, transparent grey veil covers
Her lips and chin. Beneath it, the beginnings of a smile can be seen playing at the corners of Her
lips.
She is wearing:
 a runed scabbard,
 a Durgan cameo pendant,
 a gown of silver-grey silk with an owl-shaped mithril brooch fastened at Her waist, and
 a ruby-banded quiver

DEUCALION
He is a radiant immortal, His august form manifesting as a human male in the prime of life. Taut,
olive skin is marked with the fine lines of advancing age, lending Him a sense of gravitas. Salt and
pepper hair falls in a neat, left-leaning part with no strand out of place. Clean shaven, His visage
is severe, with His strong chin, aquiline nose, and the crows feet that gather about His eyes
untempered by any trace of a smile or laugh lines. Tightness gathers about His eyes, the irises of
which are molten gold. A coruscating nimbus outlines Deucalion's frame, and the smokey flavour of a
low-burning flame lingers in the wake of His presence.
He is wearing:
 a pair of charcoal-coloured breeches,
 a pair of black leather boots,
 a fine linen tunic,
 a swirling vestment of teal and bronze hues,
 a supple leather scabbard,
 an iron ring, and
 a crimson stained silken ribbon

ARTEMIS
She is a radiant immortal and is lissome of limb with powerful facial features. Long russet hair
kissed with gold is pulled back and bound in an elaborate braid tied at the crown of Her head,
hanging down to Her midsection and held in place with a thin strip of leather. Her eyes are alight
with the fiery fury of the Cataclysm, casting a glow upon the earthy tone of her bronze complexion.
She is wearing:
 a simple white stola,
 an Anachaine tribal tattoo,
 a brooch of silver waves,
 a leather and bone tribal pendant, and
 an intricate headpiece of garnet and onyx

VALNURANA
She is a radiant immortal and is unimposing and small in stature, cloaked in many layers ranging
from pale grey to dark slate. Where Her cloak falls to the ground the hem is indistinct, and when
She moves, the shifting of fabric is soundless. Long locks of silken white hair conceal the upper
portion of Her face, obscuring Her eyes from sight, but you can feel Her even gaze nonetheless. Her
skin, pale and unblemished by the passage of millennia, is visible from Her cheekbones to the base
of Her throat, where the small cloudy orb of a star amethyst rests. Upon Her back are wings of soft
grey, the long feathers gradually lightening near the snow white wingtips.
She is wearing:
 the Shroud of Silent Dreaming, and
 a violet orchid tucked behind Her ear

PANDORA
She is a radiant immortal, Her brilliant green eyes alight with the knowledge of some secret jest.
Her unruly ebony hair tumbles in loose curls about Her shoulders, with a single lock of
scintillating rainbow hues twisting defiantly over Her brow. Her slim, willowy form and girlish
features are perpetually animated by the boundless enthusiasm of youth, imbuing Her with an aura of
restlessness and an inscrutably mercurial air of whimsy. Her right hand is delicately crafted of
silver, nearly liquid in its appearance, and moves as easily and gracefully as Her other.
She is wearing:
 a polished darkbow,
 a pair of bright silver sandals laced up to Her knees,
 a crown of flowers in every colour of the rainbow,
 a short iridescent ivory toga,
 a winding hair ribbon of golden vines,
 a small, blue towel,
 a quiver brimming with arrows,
 fluffy, majestic purple bath robes, and
 a silver blackbird brooch

VASTAR
He is a radiant immortal and is wreathed in the Eternal wind, flowing around Him as He stays aloft,
uplifted by great wings the shade and colour of storm clouds, a physical link to His mortal kin. His
eyes glow brightly with the fury of Thunder, their colour constantly and smoothly changing between
deep violet and bright cerulean hues. Dancing upon His skin, tiniest motes of light move about in
rhythmic patterns, occasionally coalescing into a coruscating flare.
He is wearing:
 a slim neckchain of finest silver,
 the Circlet of the Winds,
 a glove made from cerulean scales,
 a stuffed Triton's head,
 an electrum medallion engraved with a silver wing,
 a winged headband of silver, and
 flowing robes of cascading light motes bearing the arms of Vastar

OURANIA
She is a radiant immortal and is surrounded by a nimbus of stars that illuminate her sorrowful
features. Layers of pitch black hair frame Her pale, luminous face, falling over Her slender
shoulders in gentle waves that pool around Her bare feet. Caught in the silken strands are minuscule
pin-pricks of subdued light, swirling in an endless rotation around Her. Round, liquid eyes of
fathomless midnight penetrate Her ethereal visage, glistening with the wisdom of ageless time,
framed by long lashes of blue-black and shadowed by grief. Her skin is pale alabaster, nearly blue
with transparency and radiating softly, the silken surface reflecting pearlescent light.
She is wearing:
 an obsidian quiver of shooting stars,
 the Net of Stars,
 a Spirit Walker house band of obsidian,
 an amulet of the Triple Moon,
 a skein of utterly black thread,
 a thread of fate curling about Her wrist,
 a string of luminescent opals draped through Her hair,
 a cord of the Maiden,
 a ring of the Serpentlords,
 a silver tiara with three moon-shaped opals,
 elegant robes woven from moonbeams,
 a scintillating stellar armlet,
 a blooming water lily pouch,
 a delicate moonsilver anklet,
 the Veil of the Night sky,
 a ring of the vespertine skies,
 a resplendent haircomb, and
 amaranthine raiments of the Night

AEGIS
He is a radiant immortal and is towering above all those around Him, standing at nearly nine feet
tall and clad entirely in a suit of black plate armour. Light does not reflect from the surface of
the strange metal encasing His frame, the metal remaining cold and dark with the passage of time.
Connected together at all points around His frame, the interlocking plates keep every portion of His
body hidden from normal view and offer more of a mystery than an answer. A small opening has been
created in the middle of His helmet, with only a pair of red globes staring out from within the
darkness hidden behind the visor. With each passing moment a puff of steam blasts out from the
bottom of the helm, which seems to be the only symbol that the Lord of War is indeed awake. His face
has been decorated with blue warpaint.
He is wearing:
 the Diadem of Victory,
 the Helm of Desolation,
 a silken black cloak,
 a Sash of Generals,
 the boots of Bevran,
 the wings of War,
 a jagged wristblade,
 midnight black plate armour,
 2 scaled black scabbards,
 a war satchel, and
 a black leather glove

THOTH
He is a radiant immortal and is lank, willowy and bewitchingly taking. As slight as a sapling tree,
his frame although slender and elongated, radiates an unworldly fortitude and strength of will. Six
long and sinewy arms extend around Him the top four, relaxed and swinging, the last pair crossed
sternly over His torso. His hands move in a snakelike manner, gracefully dancing and moving at all
times. Thin streams of silken black hair fall from above the blank, oval mask strapped over His face
masking the true visage of Death.
He is wearing:
 an oval mask,
 a pair of Logosian Gauntlets,
 three pairs of black silken gloves,
 a lock of midnight hair wound about His wrist,
 a dragonskin quiver,
 unique black robes,
 leather sandals,
 a plain bone earring through His left ear,
 an ornate bloodstone scabbard,
 a plain bone earring through His right ear,
 an onyx scabbard, and
 a Soulstone pendant

ONEIROS
He is a radiant immortal and is emanating a soft white light.
He is wearing:
 white silken robes