https://padlet.com/alumirust/rqrtij68c3r3 A shrine for an unnamed demi-prince. en-us 2018-12-12 01:19:11 UTC 2026-01-24 21:36:09 UTC hello@padlet.com https://padlet-uploads.storage.googleapis.com/83816568/dd1e31201379627bae69d4810a50f483/iconnnnn.png alumirust https://padlet.com/alumirust/rqrtij68c3r3/wish/313684086 A nameless god of the abandoned, the derelict, and the neglected. 
People, places, things...
I have never required worship. So as long as things are left to decay, I will be here. 
Regardless, offerings are welcome.]]> 2018-12-12 01:54:54 UTC https://padlet.com/alumirust/rqrtij68c3r3/wish/313684086 alumirust https://padlet.com/alumirust/rqrtij68c3r3/wish/313684418 Within old buildings,
left rotting by their owners
creaking and broken floorboards,
smashed windowpanes,
I can be found there.

Inside a torn-up doll
neglected by the child 
who once cared for it, 
stuffing long gone and
missing an eye,
I can be found there.

In people living on the streets,
abandoned by society
forgotten by their families,
sickly or addicted or unlucky,
wanting desperately for shelter,
I can be found there.

I reside with the things
that humankind has abandoned.
Therefore,
they will never be truly alone.]]> 2018-12-12 01:56:53 UTC https://padlet.com/alumirust/rqrtij68c3r3/wish/313684418 alumirust https://padlet.com/alumirust/rqrtij68c3r3/wish/313685339 - deep purples, blues, & black
- old & broken mirrors
- broken dolls, trinkets, porcelain, etc
- old keys which you have forgotten the use of
- burnt-out shrine candles
- the holy silence of an empty room
- nature reclaiming homes left to rot
- the dim moonlight of a midnight street
- vultures, possums, corvids, and other scavenger animals
- the scent of ages-old books
- incense such as black opium or tobacco leather
- shed bird feathers
- bones of rats, mice, and other small "pest" animals]]> 2018-12-12 02:02:38 UTC https://padlet.com/alumirust/rqrtij68c3r3/wish/313685339 alumirust https://padlet.com/alumirust/rqrtij68c3r3/wish/313686710 I am a demi-prince, child of Namira and Mephala. My spheres include abandoned places, people, and objects, and the importance of such things being reclaimed by nature and inevitably decaying. I am also in some way associated with The Dread-Father and the Night Mother. 

I am not bound to mortal concepts such as "right" and "wrong", though if I had to say one way or another for certain, I would say I am fairly neutral, sometimes leaning more towards benevolence or malevolence based on my whim. I would mostly consider myself a vigilant and sometimes protective observer, having been adopted as a patron by a certain class of mortals. 
I, like many other princes from my recollection, could change my visible form at will. I often took the form of a black-cloaked figure, with a dark mist rising from the hood. 

I didn't care to take on a more tangible form, but I could if I truly wanted to. When I did, I would appear as a young, androgynous Bosmer with very pale skin and pure black eyes, as well as black hair of varying lengths. My arms would gradually turn into dark mist starting at around the elbows, but despite that, retained the approximate shape of fingers and hands. I would wear either baggy, sometimes ragged dark robes, or occasionally be nude, depending on my whim.]]> 2018-12-12 02:11:03 UTC https://padlet.com/alumirust/rqrtij68c3r3/wish/313686710 alumirust https://padlet.com/alumirust/rqrtij68c3r3/wish/313689647 2018-12-12 02:30:10 UTC https://padlet.com/alumirust/rqrtij68c3r3/wish/313689647