the land of Valenheim

The world is ever shift, Beholden to the sands of time and the dice of fate.
Long ago the world was created by him, He who would be known as the father of the divine. And to each of his children He had given them claim to the wildenesses he had placed so much effort into creating, For them to govern and rule

To his eldest son, Vilemont he had left the luscious  forests and jungles.
To his eldest daughter, Minerva he left the caverns and mountains, Ripe with minerals and ore.
TO his second daughter. Gaile He had given the vast, fertile grasslands
To his second son, Borothar, he left the seas.
And so on down the line, Until his eyes fell onto his youngerst daughter.
She was ugly, and small, and timid, All traits loathed by her father, And so he gave onto her the harsh badlands of the world. so as to give her strength. But all that he had accomplished was sowing a seed of jealousy and resentment. One which would fester for millennia.

One day thousands of years after the dividing of the lands among the gods, Vilemont had created a figure from the fertile ground of his land, A creature made in his own image. the other gods, amazed at this copied his work, Even the youngest of his sisters had adored his little creation and made many of these 'mortals' of her own. All was well, Until one day one of vilemonts creations destroyed one of her's, The argument grew to a degree that their father had to mediate.

Seeing his plan to strengthen his daughter failed, With her weeping at the broken body of her creation, once more he had tried to strengthen her, Taking the side of her brother. This time he had accomplished this goal, But not in the way he had hoped.

In her rage and sorrow, her body had become as ugly as her emotions, Black tendril wings forming on her back. eyes, mouths, and teeth spouting from every inch of her body, Forming tens of thousands of horrid faces.
As the mortal creatures were made in the image of their god, Those made by her also took on these horrid visages.  becoming terrors onto the mortals of her siblings' creation.