Nyxcilla, goddess of oceans and night

Names and epithets: Queen of Darkness, Nyxcta,

Mana Mother, Dame of the Hidden Land, Thallassathea.
Alignment: CN Domains: Arcana e Tempest



Symbol: Pearl.

    Nyxcilla rules the deep dark, from the abyssal waters to the night and moon. Through the tides from her lunar domains the world is bathed on magic. As suitable for the goddess of oceans, she is never still. Anyone at the sea may be judged as suits her wholesome and overwhelming temper. Diveus courts and calls for her through mortal messengers, but her answers are unknown, perhaps absent.

Mother-of-pearl, Nyxcilla's high priestesses, vouch for some

couriers being drawn into her whirlpool navel...

...and brought to Finfolkaheem, the crystal palace.

    Her shape is of a gigantic mermaid, half graceful maiden, half sea serpent of lengthy tail, with tiny, rough and bluish denticles. Her long and flowing hair is a grove of kelp, guarded by honourable seahorses clad in cowry maille and handling spears with their tails. Long and translucent eyelashes, gilded with nematocysts. All her fan-like fins are endless, gradually clearing and bluing until they become sea currents.

She always wears a scarf of webbed byssus, decorated with her greater mantis shrimp servants.

   

    From her shoal retinues, one can mention: Nereids, the goddess' daughters, riding the swift and colorful squids which protect their virtues; Selkies, eternally bound mermaids; Dobhar-chú, gulping tributes thrown into the sea by sailors, storing it inside transparent throat sacs; the whale choir which upon Nyxcilla's command, arouses the seas into storms or lull them into placidity, lead by sperm whales armoured with barnacles and spouting lightning.

The retinue migrates along several sazonal palaces, towering sea anemones which use their tentacled battlements to collect sunken treasures, seeking gifts to Nyxcilla's delight, storing the rest in giant oysters. They are garrisoned by the Oceanids, descendants of amazons and lionfish, distinguished by the thorny and poisonous fins inherited from their fathers.

Oceanids wield kattars fashioned from conic seashells, and armor themselves with chiton cuirasses.

Full moons are full with magic, and beings of an arcane nature may become inebriated if they drink the shiny foam crowing the waves at such nights. The goddess herself feasts on magic until reaching oceanic proportions, covering herself in a dark manta which some say is Mobula, starry and shadowy, the embodiment of the deep midnight.

    Just as sailors have a thousand tales about the sea, Nyxcilla's faithful have two thousand tales about the goddess:

... The sea becomes unruly if the goddess smells spilled blood on the water, like a shark.

... She can perceive everything where the salty water reaches, even in the low tide.

... The moon is a pearl that Nyxcilla kept to herself in her night.

... Eclipses happen when she swirls around the moon's reflection upon the ocean, sinking it beneath a maelstrom of salty froths.

... Womenless ships are more likely to be wrecked by the goddess.

... Crews lost their route, unable to distinguish the horizon between a starry sea and a dark ocean, teeming with sparkling specks like a shoal of sapphires and emeralds.

... Her eyes are actually the biggest pearls in the whole world.

... That she creates waves and storms which make people and ships vanish, finding themselves in far away places, unconscious and now capable of conjuring magic.

... Her terrestrial mount is a titanic starfish, and a migrating mat of crimson crabs the vanguard.

... Nyxcilla lays great pearls, each containing a single and random spell.