From World of Charun

Queen of Fate, Song and Fertility

“There is no greater curse than to be blessed by the Queen.” - Saying among the Hillfolk

Lir'diaadh is a rather new deity, said to have been awoken by Hillfolk hunters in the end of the 4th century of the Fourth Age. She has ever since gained popularity in A' Soar, even though she is worshipped elsewhere in the Old Land as well.




Fate, Fey Song and Fertility


The Mortal World


When Randar's fires smote the world and he reveled in the arms of Hedonia and Zimara, Sirine wept. She sang a mournful but hauntingly beautiful lament. And Saindam, seeing her weep and hearing her song, caught her tears and spread them over the land to quench the conflagration. Some of these singing tears, it is said, gathered and were smelted by the heat of the divine fires to become Lir'diaadh. Followers say that without her songs Saindam's could not have re-grown or repopulated the land, though because of the nature of Lir'diaadh's birth, her melodies were woven with threads of tragedy for all living things. Lir'diaadh was awoken in the end of the 4th century when her first grove was discovered.


Once the first grove of Lir'diaadh was discovered in Twigwood by Hillfolk hunters, her worship quickly spread throughout the region. Gatherings of her followers, accompanied by a priest who sings a haunting and mysterious hymn, typically occur at the last moment of sunset.


Many in the Old Lands, especially in A' Soar, acknowledge the Queen, even while worshiping other gods. She often puts them to the test - ill luck, mishaps, a stone in the boot. So from her the common folk simply ask for a good harvest or vintage or healthy child...and nothing more. When someone finds themselves wishing or desiring something better in life...they pause....then they utter a brief prayer to the Queen that they are truly worthy of something better and that she does not curse their wish. Sometimes, after consideration, they withdraw the wish altogether.

Those who dare to court her more intimately tread a dangerous path. They believe that she can help them achieve greatness or riches or fame and are willing to risk all to achieve it. The unworthy, it is said, receive their wish but are cursed for it - a man wishing for riches may be stricken deaf and dumb upon receiving them. A very few are said to have been granted their great wish, though even in its granting it comes with a tragic doom nonetheless.

Yet these heroes are revered in song and it is said that in death they are privileged to have peace in her grove.


She sometimes appears as a terribly beautiful woman with a raven upon her shoulder or an old hag dragging her heifer on a rope. Those who hear the song of the beautiful woman are cursed while those who hear the hag are blessed. Sometimes she is said to be a heifer trapped in burning brambles or a threadbare bard at a crossroads.


Her priests are loners, feared and respected among the folk. A baleful glance may cause a child to be stillborn, a scornful word to wither harvest. They are capable, they say, of seeing through any false ambition. When one of them enters a tavern, the tavern falls silent. If all is well they may sing. They are the protectors and the testers of their followers and the land.

Granted powers: Alluring and Corruption


A raven, a cow


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