((There are many gods and goddesses in this realm. Many are what you would expect, vain, cruel, deceptive, or just downright sadistic. Using mortals and even lesser gods as stepping stools for more power. But there are plenty of mind and genuine ones out there. One of them being Nyx. The Goddess of The Night. She was one of the 5 elder gods. Primodial beings who were some of the first gods and goddesses to ever emerge. Nyx represented the rest and calmness the night brings to mortals. She was kind and gentle, almost motherly to all she came across. And of course, extraordinarily beautiful. Black hair like the night that shimmered like stars. Her dress the same black, spotted with silver sparkles. Her eyes were a striking silver. Her lips full and bright red, contrasting her pale face. She was tall as well, and always seemed to exude an aura of regality. But make no mistake, Nyx also represents the fear and all consuming darkness the night can bring as well. And will not hesitate to remind others about it)) The goddess hums gently to herself. As she stands at the edge of her realm. Weaving new constellations for the mortals to enjoy and discover Nyx: ”Ahh. A visitor” She turned. Her face calm, a small smile on her face Nyx:” what brings to my realm? I don’t get visitors much”