Vranir

Vranir is the Goddess of the Ocean, Mother of all living things and Vranirism, she brought life to this world through the ocean and water, she got discovered by Silent one day outside Duskopion in the river, she showed herself to him and made him her champion.

Origin
''At first it was nothing... No light... No darkness... Just the absence of everything and anything. Then Vranir came, she created a lake, The lake. She created it as she was emerging from it, when the lake was made all of creation started, the power of the lake made the oceans, animals, lands, nature, void and most important of all humans. Despite the new world she still called the lake home, after a few days of her new world she noticed something coming out of the water, she was confused because she hadn`t set this into motion. As it had emerged she realised it was a figure and they became friends, he told her his name was Dorangu, and because they came from the same source the considered themselves siblings, they created the pack where Vranir was the leader and Dorangu was second in command. The world Vranir created was unstable because of the huge power gap between mortal creatures and the two gods, the gods where to divine so they decided to make more gods and give them some of their powers. Vranir was the one that created the most, Dorangu only creating one: Oliver. But she created several, 9 to be exact, now that it was so many more gods they had to get a system of the powers so Vranir bestowed different titles on different people depending on what power they had Vranir was to be called The Goddess of the Ocean.''

Parable of the Bucket and the Harvester

 * 1) Many moons ago, the harvester known as Leviacus tended to his strands of grain amongst the blades of grass amongst the horizon - providing a gentle breeze from the east and a soothing sunlight from the west. As a part of the man's routine, Leviacus would harvest the milk from his cows and sell it on for profit at the local market - before boasting to all his friends about how his harvest towered over theirs in superiority. One day, Leviacus and his friend - Inadicus - who worked a much smaller and less prosperous farm approached Iparos and a smirk crept across the prosperous farmers features. Standing tall at the shrine, Leviacus spoke :  'Oh Lord! Thank you for your blessings, for I am the wealthiest, most prosperous owner in the village because of thee my Lord'  Collecting his bucket, Leviacus left the shrine, before his friend Inadicus approached, collapsing to his knees and muttering through the shallow breaths of worry and anxiousness.  'Oh my Lord! Vranir, here my call for I know not what to do, my harvest is shallow and my crops are dying, please Lady, allow my trust in thee to reward me as I reward you in prayer' In the months passed, Inadicus found that his buckets grew ever more full and his crops grew ever more plentiful and ripe - whereas Leviacus found his supplies turn dry and narrow. Leviacus 6:12 : 'Those who humble themselves before our Lady shall be lifted up beyond prosperity they could have dreamed in the confines of prayer.

Prayers
Oh Vranir! Queen of Kings, God of all beings from the highest peak to the deepest cores of the land, bringer of day and night and Queen of those who doubt you. We offer our service and eternal sacrifice for you today, for your omnipotence and benevolence shine down upon our souls and mortal state. Untouched by borders or fragile conflict, our deviation to you remains ever-strong under your gazing eye and your piercing breath of life.