Clytaemnestra, goddess of vengeance

About Clytaemnestra, goddess of vengeance and the Order

Few things speak to mortals like Vengeance: the hearts She sets aflame burn with a passion deeper than anything else. The strength and determination to deliver Retribution two or ten fold the injury suffered is the purest joy Man may feel.

In Her maternal lap, all wounds are healed. In Her hands, the mind is formed as clay by a potter, made supple and clear, ingenious and focused. Man hath no sharper appetite than Vengeance gives.

But be warned! Her favour is lost as quickly as gained, for the world of Vengeance is one that brooks no failure; failure is the homestead of the defeated and Vengeance seeks only victory. Her furious wrath, unfailingly devastating, is felt by all mortals who dare cross Her nave, caring not of good or evil or neutral. She is as time or darkness or light or the stars in the sky, everywhere.

Life would no spice have without Vengeance to start and to end a quarrel; Life would no brilliance have without Her to stoke Man's creativity and to resurrect Phoenix-like when Death should surely come.

Her Children are miraculous, zealous, blazing with hearts refined in the Forge of Vengeance. They strive fearless for the seemingly impossible and with the same fervour demonstrate Her faith sans religion -- a faith in oneself to be better, to be best, to be nonpareil.

When all else falls away and becomes void, Vengeance towers over the nothingness victorious, powerful, burning, eternal.