#namira

[tikattu]

after a whole year of avoiding this task, i have finally drawn jyggalag, the only daedric prince my redesign project was missing! the gang's all here!! i also updated vaermina's and sheogorath's colors a little.

[artwins]

commission for incredible @ewegenia 🖤

[miraenart]

Shrine of Namira. Prints here!

[liches-covered-in-lich]

Do you think pet insurance applies to champions?

[o54680]

Namira redesign

[ale-tie]

Namira, the goddess of decay, artistic rendition

There is another one coming, stay tuned

[msgrime]

Namira, The Hunger

Namira looked back on the suddenly silent figure. Wheedle knelt in the mud at her feet, open hands raised in supplication.

"It would seem you have completed your apprenticeship to me after all," Namira declared. "I shall grant your request."

Wheedle was overjoyed.

"I grant you the power of disease. You may choose to be afflicted with any disease you choose, changing them at will, so long as it has visible symptoms. However, you must always bear at least one.

"I grant you the power of pity. You may evoke pity in anyone that sees you.

"Finally, I grant you the power of disregard. You may cause others to disregard your presence."

Wheedle was aghast. These were not boons from which a fortune could be made. They were curses, each awful in its own right, but together they were unthinkable.

"How am I to make my fortune and forge a name for myself with these terrible gifts?"

"As you begged at my feet for 33 days and 33 nights, so shall you now beg for your fortune in the cities of men. Your name will become legendary among the beggars of Tamriel. The story of Wheedle, the Prince of Beggars, shall be handed down throughout the generations.

It was as Namira predicted. Wheedle was an irresistible beggar. None could see the wretch without desperately wanting to toss a coin at the huddled form. However, Wheedle also discovered that the power of disregard gave great access to the secrets of the realms. People unknowingly said important things where Wheedle could hear them. Wheedle grew to know the comings and goings of every citizen in the city.

To this day, it is said that if you really want to know something, go ask the beggars. They have eyes and ears throughout the cities. They know all the little secrets of the daily lives of its citizens.

-Beggar Prince, The story of Wheedle and their gifts from the Daedric Lord Namira

[falmerbrook]

I think there is some overlooked potential in a Hircine-Peryite-Namira grouping or just a sect worshipping those three specifically.

The hunt/food-chain, disease, and decomposition. The natural processes you can't escape Trio. Important parts of the natural order that your average person would rather ignore or avoid Trio.