Eleissah is goddess of the remnants of her people, the Folk of the Moons. Their descendants live on Talae as the Sword Moon Clan. She and her peopel originated form a world that once had three moons, but was destroyed by Sorrath. Eleissah is a goddess of Moons, of Magic and of the Sword. She is very protective of every single one of her followers, since she has lost so many to Sorrath. Images of her are a black-clothed warrior or a ghost-like lady. Her symbol is made of three moons, two of them crescent behind the full moon lookign in opposite directions, and behind the full moon, a sword.
Eleissah's teachings have much of the old beliefs, before eleissah was goddess. It teaches of the error in arrogance, of the strength that the moons grant, of the threat that war brings and how the tools of magic, sword and written word can be used to good, but also what destruction it can bring if it is misused. It also teaches that even children bear an incredible power, and that true strength lies in union.
Her Past is written in the Chronicle of the Whispering; some variations of the tales within the Chronile are written upon the Scrolls of the Whispering. The Story of the Folk of Three Moons, and most of all, their War against the invasion of Sorrath, is written in the Chronicle of the Lost; the lives of most of the people that died are recorded upon the Memories of the Lost, countless scrolls written to ensure that none that gave their life are forgotten. Another grand volume is the Chronicle of the Burdened, telling of the lives of all High Priests.
-Sun and Moon- Seeking Sorrows of Moonless Dark Alone an' Lost in Daylight Night Shining Hunter and Blackened Suffer The Cowards in burning dark-Gold iron A Phrase of Prayer in hopeless Moment Running, Fleeing, sorched ground trembling The young'est the Might'est Sacrifice for the other's Children Yet no final Escape from the Suns The shining Hunter's blinding Spy Except the Nightwind's calming Moon The Prey's own very Eyes to Search A final Hideout, Peace and Rest For Sun and Moon, day and Night Bloodied En'mies to ever-Fight And those Mortals which have follow Locked between the Lines of War One side shining dark-Gold Iron Other silken, bloodied Moonlight cloth One the Hunter proud and Heartless Other Hunted, brave, with fear...
At first there was a maiden, dressed in the beauty of the moon. Then there came a lord, dressed in the glory of the moon. Together they settles, and their family was then called the Folk of the Moon. One century after, there came a maiden, dressed in the breath of two moons. After her came a lord, dressed in the glory of two moons. Together they settles with the Folk of the Moon, and together they learnt the art of the sword. One century after, there came a maiden, dressed in the breath of three Moons. After her came a Lord, dressed in the Glory of three moons. Together they settled with the Folk of the Moons, and together they learnt the Art of the Magi. Another century passed, and the three families of the three Moons were known throughout all the worlds for their peace and their skills with the sword and their knowledge of magc. One century after, countless others became part of the folk of the moons, and so the twelve eldest decided to spread across the world the three moons. Twelve families were made, and each moved in a different direction. The first family, the family of Seylahmn the elder, followed the First Moon, the Moon of Ehlannah. He and his family arrived int he Forest of Dreams, and settled there. The second family. The family of Urynn the Weaver, followed the Red Star, the Star of Arralynn. He and his family arrived in the Plains of Glory, and settled there. The third family, the family of Issillah the Calm, followed the Cold Winds, the Winds of Caeldorr.She and her family arrived in the Peaks of Echo, and settled there. The fourth family, the family of Aire the Shadow, followed the Iron Stream, the Stream of Rarun. She and her family arrived on the Islands of Hope, and settled there. Suthur the Silent went to the Forest of Streams. Ulnah the Seeking went to the Plains of Frost. Aeriah the Forgiving went to the Peaks of Courage. Illnim the Wise went to the Isles of Winds. Kranak the Mighty went to the Hills of Danger. Yuriah the Blind went to the Swamps of Forgetting. Broron the Swift went to the Coast of the Lost. Tarae the Scholar went to the Sands of Challenge. The twelve families of the Folk of Three Moons was from then on spread across their entire world. Three days and three nights they praised what had led them, and three days and three nights they praised the moons that had leant them strength. Twelve days long they then built their huts and houses and twelve days long they searched fr water and searched grass for their beasts and herbs for themselves, and built theit walls. And on the day after there was not a single moon in the skies, and all rested and slept. Yet after a century more, the twelve families began war on each other. One blamed the next and the next blamed the other, until words were of no more use. Blades began to bleed and the secrets of the magi were misused to kill brother and son. The three moons watched the people, and in sorrow, one by one, they left the world, taking strength and courage from the people. Weak and mourning, each of the families declared peace, wishing back the moons that had given them strength. They vowed never again to use the secrets of the Magi, and never again to rise a blade. They vowed to teach their children and vowed to never again step in to battle or War. Only then did the moons return, one by one. A maiden appeared, the Maiden of Ehlannah, and spoke of returning strength and hope, and so it was. A year then passed, and a maiden appeared, the maiden of Evannah, and spoke that the blades be not only tools of death, but also of art, and that the art was not false, and so it was. A year then passed, and a maiden appeared, the maiden of Errannah, and spoke of the glory and return of the Magi, of the use and might of the secret art, and so it was. One century after, the Folk of three Moons was one large family, spread across the whole of their worlds, and once again thy were known in all worlds for their peace and art in blade and magic. The three moons smiled upon the people in full beauty, one by one.
(As is noted upon the preserved Scrolls of the ancient Folk of Moons)
Once upon a time, there were three Goddesses. They all were sisters and all were of same Age. One had dark skin, was tall, fierce and strong. One had long, black heir and could sing as a thousand sirens. One had deep purple eyes, was calm but agile, and could dance as only a goddess could. One day, the first goddess looked from her home down to the earthen mortal world. She spoke: 'I will go down and let them see my strength.' and she went down and a red moon appeared, the red moon of courage. The goddess wandered the world and met a warrior, and they fell in love and they were together until he died. Then she returned home and let her moon shine to eternally give the people courage. One day, the second goddess looked from her home down to the earthen mortal world. She spoke: 'I will go down and let them hear my beauty.' and she went down and a moon appeared, the blue moon of hope. The goddess wandered the world and met a poet, and they fell in love and they were together until he died. Then she returned home and let her moon shine to eternally give hope. One day, the third goddess looked from her home down to the arthen mortal world. She spoke: ' I will go down and let them feel my skill.' and she went down and a moon appeared, the purple moon of peace. The goddess wandered the world and met a mage, and they fell in love and they were together until he died. Then she returned home and let her moon shine eternally to give the people peace. All three goddesses watched the people, and their daughters and sons and granddaughters and grandsons, and longer and longer down the bloodline that descended from the three, until their great great grandchildren begun to war each other. The first goddess spoke: 'Raise the blade and you will no longer see my blessing.' but they rose their blades and the blood dripped and in sorrow, the first goddess left the world. The second goddess spoke: 'Sharpen your tongue and you will no longer hear my blessing.' but they sharpened their tongues and shattered souls and in sorrow, the second goddess left the world. The third goddess spoke: 'Summon your gift and you will no longer feel my blessing.' but they summoned their gift and the heaves roared and in sorrow, the the goddess left the world. Without strength and courage,without beauty and home, without skill and calm peace, the people saw their errors. They destroyed their blades and spoke of forgiveness and banned the Godsblood from their veins. Then the goddesses returned and they spoke: 'Each weapon you bear is but a tool for many a cause. Use the lade to protect, the voice to sing and the gift to heal. And the people did as the goddesses said and the moons shone again brightly. A long time later, when the goddesses were no longer young and no longer saw need for their presence, they wished to send down a messenger for their leave. The first goddess spoke: 'It shall be as I, courageous and strong, so it may face the dangers of the mortal realms.' The second goddess spoke: 'It shall be as I, of beauty and never losing hope and to be looked upon by the people. The third goddess spoke: 'It shall be as I, skilled and calm, that it may find its way throughout the mortal world. And so the three goddesses made a child, and that child was sent down to the mortal earth until it was taken in by the people who thought that this unknown child was a prophet and a warrior and a blessed sage, and the child became all that the goddesses wished it to be. Then the final day came and the goddesses walked upon the mortal world and approached the mortal child that no longer needed their aid and guidance. The goddesses smiled upon the child and spoke: 'You taught the people and have leaned from them. You have grown to wisdom and courage, to beauty and grace, to power and calm. You were once our messenger, but now we see that you have become far more. We will leave this night and leave you this world. You will be a grand mother to it as we were mothers to it, and you will protect and love the people as we have protected and loved.' And so they made the child a goddess, just as they were goddesses, and then they left the world forever.