Born under the golden banners of the Solar Throne, Mirana was a child of prophecy—a princess whose lineage traced back to rulers of untold wisdom and power. Yet, from a young age, her heart did not yearn for the grandeur of courtly halls or the burdens of a royal crown. Instead, she was drawn to the silver glow of the Nightsilver Woods, where the whispered prayers of the faithful called to the goddess Selemene. The moon’s light, ethereal and unwavering, guided her path, and in time, she forsook her claim to the throne, dedicating herself wholly to the service of the Goddess of the Moon. (Selemene is the Goddess of the Moon)
Now known as the Princess of the Moon, Mirana took up a sacred duty: to guard the luminous lotuses that thrived in the moonlit waters of Selemene’s sacred pools. These rare blooms, glowing softly beneath the celestial sky, were coveted by the reckless and the greedy—poachers who sought their radiance for power they could not comprehend. Upon her mighty feline steed, Mirana prowled the forests, her keen eyes ever watchful, her bowstring ever taut. With each arrow loosed from her lunar-forged bow, justice was swift, and the wrath of the goddess was known.
But not even the devoted are spared hardship. One fateful night, beneath an eclipse that cast ominous shadows upon the sacred woods, Mirana was ambushed. A force unlike any she had faced—mercenaries wielding dark sorceries—descended upon her, seeking to strike down Selemene’s chosen protector. Though she fought fiercely, arrows igniting the night with celestial brilliance, their numbers were overwhelming. Blow after blow, she endured, shielding her beloved mount, Sagan, from the onslaught. But exhaustion crept into her limbs, and her vision blurred as she stood bloodied and weary, her companion faltering beneath her.
As darkness threatened to consume her, a light beyond even the moon’s embrace descended from the heavens. A great celestial beast, wings shimmering with the constellations themselves, soared through the night—Axia of Metira, once the mount of Selemene herself. The divine creature let loose a cry that sent the poachers reeling, their sorceries undone by its radiance. With one final glance at the fading form of her loyal steed, Mirana felt herself lifted into the sky, carried by wings spun of the firmament.
When she awoke, she found herself bathed in moonlight, her wounds miraculously healed. Sagan, whether lost or merely resting beyond mortal reach, was nowhere to be found. But a new bond had been forged—one with the celestial beast that had carried her from the brink of death. Mirana had been chosen anew, her duty reaffirmed by the goddess herself.
Now, she rides not only as a guardian of the Nightsilver Woods but as an avatar of the moon’s unyielding judgment. With bow in hand and the heavens at her back, Mirana ensures that the light of Selemene never fades, striking down all who dare defy the goddess’s will.
| Category | Details |
|---|---|
| Mount | Sagan (Her loyal feline companion) |
| Notable Discovery | Found a griffin in the Nightsilver Woods |
| Worship & Visions | Worships at the Temple of Mene, where she experiences visions |
| Affiliation | Not a member of the Dark Moon Order, unlike Luna |
| Bodyguard | Protected by Marci |
| Title & Ascension | Became the God-Empress of the Sun after the deaths of Lina and Marci |
| Moon’s Chosen | Gained the title “Princess of the Moon” after being taken in by Selemene as a young girl |
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