Imaera is the Goddess of the Nature and Autumn. She is also often considered the patron of the sylvan elves.
While Oleani's realm is cultivation and the fertility of mortals, Imaera's realm is the wilds and unfettered nature. Her consort is Eonak, without whose rocky soil, no plant could grow. As the Goddess of life and growing things, hers are the plants and animals native to the land. Credited with the re-creation of most of the species on Elanthia, and with several of the human-like races, she is the mistress of shaping flesh, bone, and plant to suit any need. As such her blessing is often sought by those who practice the healing arts.
Imaera is also the Goddess of the harvest and so of the bounty which the land produces in its cycle of life. While Oleani oversees cultivation and agriculture, the final blessing of Imaera is needed for the spark of life. Because of this she is often honored in autumn festivals.
All of the aspects of Imaera are in direct opposition to the twisting and deformation of life forms practiced by some of the Dark Gods, and of the senseless destruction of life and land that most of their minions undertake as a matter of course.
Imaera’s preferred humanoid manifestation is that of a young woman, often sylvan, dressed in robes of leaves and flowers. In manner, she is exuberant. Her symbol is a golden sheaf of grain on a field of green when she is worshipped by farmers. The sylvan elves ascribe to her a brown doe on a field of green.
Shrines, Statuary, and Holy Places
Displayed in the Prayer Rooms of each Cleric Guild is a state of Imaera. These prayer rooms are considered a holy shrine to multiple deities.
Located in the Antechamber of Liabo is a table inset with disks depicting all of the Liabo arkati, including one for Imaera. This area is not considered a holy shrine.
One of the Halls of Lessons in the Icemule Trace Cleric Guild is dedicated to Imaera. The statue is identical to that in the other Cleric Guilds. It is considered a holy shrine.
House Sovyn, Herb Garden
Located behind House Sovyn is an herb garden dedicated to Imaera and Kuon. The garden is accessible to the public and is located down the narrow footpath and the stone walkway from the Sovyn Courtyard. This room is considered a holy shrine.
|Major Sanctuary (220)|
|1st|| Crisp and richly scented, a cool wind encircles you while a swirl of crimson, golden, and brown leaves obscures your vision...
[Sanctuary of Autumn's Embrace]
Dozens of autumn leaves fall from their sturdy boughs and obscure your vision of the world around you...
|Well of Life (308)|
|1st||As you sense your souls have linked together, you hear the faint rustling of autumn leaves.|
|1st||As your faith overcomes <TARGET>'s weakened defenses, you sense the warmth and healing power of the Lady of the Green flowing through you.|
|2nd||<CASTER>'s face shimmers and vanishes, and, in its place, you see the image of a beautiful sylvan woman garbed in robes of leaves and flowers. A halo of pale green radiance surrounds her, and healing light shines in her eyes as she smiles jubilantly -- but then the light fades, and everything else fades along with it.|
|1st||Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the bounty of your deity to protect you. The smell of ripe wild raspberries swirls around you, and you sense that your prayer has been granted.|
|3rd||Leaf-green light shines in <CASTER>'s eyes.|
|2nd||For your transgressions, all nature shall rise against you! The rivers shall rise to drown you, the trees shall yield poison fruit to your hand, and every animal will show you its fangs....|
|Raise Dead (318) / Divine Word (1640)|
|1st||Breathing slowly, you extend your senses towards the world around you and draw into you the very essence of nature. You shift your gaze towards <TARGET> and carefully release the energy you've drawn into yourself towards him. A rush of energy briefly flows between the two of you as you feel life slowly return to <him/her>.|
|3rd||Breathing slowly on the heels of her chanting, <CASTER>'s gaze grows distant for several moments. With the grace of a doe lapping water at a brook, her gaze falls to <TARGET> and a rush of energy briefly flows between them causing <TARGET> to return to life.|
|Divine Wrath (335)|
|1st|| As you pour your soul into an appeal to Imaera, you know that you are heard. The deep, quiet anger of the wilderness awakens within you, and you smell forest loam and hear the sound of wind passing through tree branches.
As the ground trembles, you know that the power of Imaera has answered your prayer, and you sense the forms of animal spirits running past unseen.
A brown stag materializes in midair, leaping out of nowhere to try to impale <target> upon its magnificent antlers!
You sense the last of the spirit animals running away unseen, and the aroma of forest loam fades as your connection to Imaera lessens.
|Symbol of the Proselyte (340)|
|Cast||You rest your hand atop your amber doe talisman. A glow grows, slowly but surely, and both your hand and the talisman are bathed in a fresh green light, the color of unfurling leaves.|
|Chant||You chant a reverent orison and lightly clasp your amber doe talisman. A rush of divine power washes over you. Your talisman pulses once and you feel the generative power of Imaera growing within you.|
|1st||Time stills around you, and you feel your spirit drawn forward by a pale ethereal light which quickly transforms into a translucent woman. She moves to your side and withdraws two crimson oak leaves and an acorn from her basket. You hear her soft prayer as she places the leaves upon your eyes and presses the acorn past your lips. She turns her eyes to the sky, her arms rising in supplication, and then lays her hands briefly on your chest. Instantly, warmth floods your limbs and the woman returns to the pale light.|
|Divine Strike (1615)|
|1st||A pillar of verdant radiance manifests around <TARGET>.|
|1st|| You briefly close your eyes, and the visage of a frolicking doe appears behind you. A faint green light builds up and emanates from your hand before it takes the shape of an ethereal blossom!
A swarm of translucent bees spiral from the petals of the ethereal blossom, striking <TARGET>!
The ethereal blossom wilts and then withers away into nothing.
- The Gods of Elanthia - Imaera, Lady of the Green (official documentation)
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