Mother Alythra

the newest, freshest coven head and priestess of the Enochians. the enochians are a group of rogue, mystic catholics, who rejected the teachings of the church. thinking they could summon the ‘true’ god through the evocation of ‘miracles’, the enochians fled to the haven plane to seek higher arcane powers. and higher arcane powers they found — entities began to form shape where they conducted their experiments, further enhancing their power. the church had always been an infamous, strange bunch whom people preferred to avoid, but reached their peak mere centuries after their creation. the enochians had managed to summon their god, but the summoning took such tremendous energy, all those in charge of channeling the portal perished within seconds. their god thus perished on the spot, dessicated and mummified on the spot, and posed in eternal agony.

naturally, the enochians built an entire city around this divine corpse.

alythra, then still an elf, was a dedicated eccentric and experienced wanderer of the uncharted lands, stumbling across the city by mere chance. she was quickly taken by the sheer intrigue of the place, and simply had to linger there more. never before had she seen such a massive party of complete and utter loons, but first and foremost, such powerful loons. alythra reckoned they could prove… useful, and interesting. when you are as many centuries old as she is, the world… begins to lose its spark. a blindfolded and crowded city, with its own dead god in its center, venerated and radiating sickly energies? this was nothing but intrigue.

with her magic prowess, and completely puzzling personality, alythra was quickly adopted into the community, working her way up into the church’s hierarchy over the course of centuries. of course, when the reigning priest‘s life threatened to end, alythra quickly stepped in and volunteered. by then, a well-respected figure for generations, she was enthusiastically elected. consuming the flesh of the god as initiation, her appearance turned out far more grotesque than normal. perhaps it was her immortality, and the power resting within her that made her transformation so much worse, but it did nothing but cement her position as the one true priestess. perhaps her grandiose ways and thorough awareness of the ridiculousness of it all makes her a dangerous leader, feeding into the delusions of the clergy.

but oh, she brings them such success. greatest mother, sitting so rightfully in the throne!