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Malora

Malora the Fair, Goddess of Seasons

One of the eight divines of Magvel, Malora is fabled to have recreated the flora and fauna of Magvel after it was all but destroyed in the Strife Ages. She is said to have a wild appearance, clad in animal skins with vine-like hair adorned with carved sticks and flowers. Her most common worshipers are hunters, farmers, druids, and beast tamers. Malora's followers believe in the sanctity of the natural world and strive to protect it from those who would seek to harm or exploit it. They see themselves as stewards of the land and work to maintain the delicate balance of nature. They value self-sufficiency and encourage others to live off the land sustainably.  

Beliefs

Embrace the Diversity of Nature
Nature is infinite, plants and animals possess a variety of niches, skills, and perspectives on the world. Similarly, mortals can see the world from vastly different points of view. Though not all viewpoints are equally worthy, it’s still valuable to understand issues from as many perspectives as possible.
Balance is the Key to Life
Nature, unperturbed, always reaches a stable equilibrium. This balance may not be universally pleasant, but it is always balanced. Similarly, clerics of Malora tend toward finding harmony within themselves, not straying too far into any one passion or ideology. This doesn’t make them any less complex or multifaceted, but those facets tend to coexist in relative stability.
Cultivate the Garden of Self
Life is always developing and growing. The traits that define us may shift over time, but remaining healthy requires a constant effort of will. Some new roots must be planted; other times, limbs must be pruned.
Life Before Death
Followers of Malora seek to defend life wherever possible and avoid killing unnecessarily. Living is harder than dying.
Aid Without Judgement
Followers of Malora are bound to provide aid to those in need. There is no value in judging somebody in need, wherever one can lend a helping hand, one ought to do so.
Heal In Many Ways
Very few are gifted with the blessing of divine healing; thankfully, life consists of more than bodily health. A follower of Malora seeks to heal those around them emotionally and spiritually, offering support and kindness in times of trouble and pain.
Live With Purpose
Each life is a gift from the gods above, and those who walk the world should seize the chance to do good and spread positivity.
Abjure the Aberrant
Not all creatures in the world are natural. Aberrations, creatures from beyond this universe, or abominations created by mad transmuters in ages past, exist outside of evolution and the natural hierarchy of nature. Clerics of Malora hold a vicious hatred for monsters that do not belong to our reality, stamping them out wherever possible.  
“The richness I achieve comes from nature, the source of my inspiration. The tranquility, serenity, and beauty of nature taught me how to find happiness in life and the silence of eternity.”
-Oagungad Futgarek
 

Temples

Temples of Malora often double as gardens, greenhouses, and nature preserves, many are open air, with clerics who resemble gardeners more than priests. These blessed gardens often contain rare plants and animals with healing and other magical properties. They are also houses of healing and mercy often doubling as infirmaries. These temples often act as sanctuaries, particularly during wartime.

Divine Domains

Nature, Life

Tenets of Faith

  • You shall take from nature no more than you need
  • You shall not act cruel toward any life
  • You shall revere the wild
  • You shall not condemn people for the way they were born, for they too are the goddess's creations
  • You shall look after your mind and body

Her symbol, Malora's Daisy

Portfolio:

change, harvest, hunting, fertility
Divine Classification
Deity
Children
Ruled Locations
"A single acorn falls,
Striking ground, a silent drum;
Within its hardened walls,
The seed of changes yet to come.
A tender sapling grows,
Each change too small for mortal eyes;
And time, like river, flows,
As kingdoms fall and kingdoms rise.
Behold the mighty oak,
A thousand sparrows make their nest;
A thousand trails of smoke,
Beneath her shade as mortals rest.
Harken at the sound,
The oak cut down at hands of men;
But look yet to the ground,
A single acorn falls again."

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