He came to Southrun cleansing people of their diseases and healing them of their infirmities, but he was hemmed in on all sides by throngs of seekers and did not know rest. So he went out onto the sea to seek respite and there he discovered Marida, a princess of the deep who was sunning herself upon a ring of coral.
Umirra was once a courtier of Heimos, the father of gods, a Prince of Erenes. Unlike his patron, Umirra’s strength lay not in might or mastery of war, but in wisdom, healing, and the power of words. He journeyed to Southrun, bringing cures for sickness and relief to the afflicted. Yet so many came to him for healing that he could not find rest.
Seeking solitude, Umirra went out upon the sea, where he encountered Marida, daughter of the Khedive of the Deep. She was radiant, her skin the hue of the sea, her hair the color of salt, clothed in seaweed and pearls. Enchanted by her beauty, Umirra spoke in poetry and gentleness, and Marida in turn led him beneath the waves to her father’s court.
The Khedive, angered at his daughter’s boldness, struck her in wrath. Umirra healed her wounds, and the miracle softened the sea-lord’s fury. He consented to their marriage, and in time Marida bore triplets: Amir, Bhamut, and Sekhat. Yet Marida perished in childbirth, and Umirra, stricken with grief beyond bearing, ended his own life.
The Khedive cast out his grandsons, declaring, “These are children of the land,” and they were given to mortal rulers to raise. But Sekhat, resembling her mother, remained in the deep. Thus were born the great rivalries of Southrun, and the sorrows of its wars.
Though his life ended in grief, Umirra is remembered as a gentle and tragic deity. In Southrun, his name is invoked by healers and physicians, and among poets who speak of love and loss. Seafarers call upon him for protection when voyages lead them into unknown waters. His temples are quiet shrines, often circular, with coral or pearl motifs, places of silence rather than grand ritual.
Over time, some sects reinterpret his self-destruction not as failure but as transcendence: an act of returning his gift of life back to the cosmos. These followers see him as the god of release, invoked at funerals as a comfort to the grieving.
Umirra appears as a olive-skinned slender man. His face is noble but sorrowful, the eyes often depicted downcast, reflecting the grief of his legend.
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