Waukeen, The Poet
Waukeen is a deity of passion and the delights of the senses. She is the goddess of beauty in all its forms — not just pleasing sights, but also enchanting sounds, luxurious tastes and scents, and the exquisite pleasures of the flesh, from a lover’s caress to the brush of silk on the skin. Her worshipers seek out these pleasures in life, not out of mere decadence, but because the experience of pleasure is the touch of Waukeen herself.
She is a god of creativity and inspiration, of the entire song more than just the lyrics or the music. She represents the finished thought, the result of the process that takes an idea from conception to realization. Waukeen is most venerated by bards, troubadours, and other entertainers, but anyone preparing to entertain or speak before a crowd might offer Waukeen a brief prayer for a successful performance. Those who seek inspiration in a creative endeavor also pray to Waukeen.
The followers of Waukeen have a reputation as hedonists, and so they are, to a degree. More than that, her priests foster beauty in the world. They do so by creating art, by acting as patrons for promising talents, and by investing in merchants who bring luxuries to far-off places that have never seen satin or tasted a luscious wine.
Her priests consider loveliness to be one of their greatest callings, and all are trained in comportment, fashion, and cosmetics. Indeed, so talented are Waukeen’s priests in the creation of beautiful appearances that many take pride in their ability to present themselves as stunningly attractive examples of either gender.
But beauty is more than skin deep, say the followers of Waukeen; it issues from the core of one’s being and shows one’s true face to the world, whether fair or foul. The followers of Waukeen are believers in romance, true love winning over all, and following one’s heart to one’s true destination. Fated matches, impossible loves, and ugly ducklings becoming swans are all in the purview of Waukeen.
Waukeen watches the business of mortals and gods from within the palace of Crescent Grove in the beautiful realm of Arborea, surrounded by towering white trees and pillars of marble.
Divine Domains
Song, Beauty, Poetry and Art