Orani

Orani, the Goddess of Darkness, was once a mortal wizard whose ambition burned as dark as the shadow magic she wielded. Her pursuit of godhood was driven by a relentless desire for knowledge, her aspirations unfettered by the concepts of hard work or honor that guided her contemporaries. Orani's path to divinity was one she was willing to pave with any deeds necessary, no matter how sinister or sacrilegious they might be.

She found an ally—or more accurately, a means to an end—in Madinough, the deity revered as Mother, guardian and weaver of the shadow weave. This arcane tapestry was a secret lattice of magic that existed parallel to the known weave, however its guardian left it unbound by the limitations that confined traditional spellcasting to a mere nine levels of power. Within its umbral strands, spells of up to the thirteenth level could be conceived and cast, a tempting arsenal for one as power-hungry as Orani

Bestowed with the title "The Shadow Seer," Orani became the herald of Mother and her shadowy dominion. Yet, her fealty was a facade, her reverence a ruse. The Shadow Seer's loyalty was just a plot to usurp the very goddess she pretended to serve. With cunning and forbidden magic, Orani ensnared Madinough in an elaborate trap, a ploy that culminated in the unthinkable: the murder of a goddess and the theft of her divine essence.

But power, as Orani would learn, is a fickle and capricious master. She never attained the heights of omnipotence that Madinough had held. When Orani fell, struck down by the Betas, it was Madinough's indomitable will that tore through death's veil, reclaiming her life and authority as if clawing back from the abyss.

Orani's legacy, however, was not solely one of betrayal and ambition. In her mortal life, she was lauded as one of the most formidable wizards ever to have existed, a pioneer of the arcane. She did not invent shadow magic, but it was through her hands that its potential was fully realized and its practice spread across the material plane. Her contributions to the art of magic were profound, giving rise to new spells and arcane practices that would outlive her name. Her influence wove through the ages like shadows at dusk—subtle, pervasive, and inextricably part of the fabric of magical lore.