Domains: The trackless forest, immediate justice, balance-as-physical-practice.
Era of ascension: Great Expansion. Cohort: current. Vaerivra arose among the Caerene in the deep forests of Iyaklomori Grera, when the practice of arboreal isolation and the practice of summary judgment hardened into a single discipline whose patron is the canopy itself.
Worshipped by: The Caerene, in the canopy-paths and the council-trees of the Green Wilds; the Nemo, who pray to her as ghosts of what they tried to become; and the Gamori in jungle adjacencies, who recognize the patron's law in their own canopy though they keep her under a name only they use. (The worships edge is authored downstream on the worshipper, not here.)
Her living temple moves with the Caerene. There was never a built shrine; the trackless forest itself is the rite, and the rite is wherever the Caerene walk it. For most of her existence that forest was Iyaklomori Grera, where she first arose. The Caerene ranged it then. When the fae treaty bound the forest under terms, the Caerene withdrew rather than live under them, and the patron followed the people instead of the ground. Iyaklomori is now a temple emptied of its rite, walked by the Ythari, who never knew her name. The rite continues in the Green Wilds. A Caerene who walks the canopy without leaving sign is praying; a Caerene who finds an intruder there is the patron's hand. The cultural inflection is "no second chances," and the Caerene mean this literally: theological law and judicial law are the same law, administered by the same patron through whichever Caerene happens to be present. A trespasser warned once has been warned by mercy, not by the patron, and Caerene who extend warnings tend to be the young, who are corrected by their elders or by the forest's outcomes. The patron does not warn. She watches the second step.
The Nemo are the slot's grimmest inheritance. They were Caerene once, who pursued forest-oneness past the point at which the body could return, and what remained of them is now neither alive nor wholly bound to any plane. The Nemo still pray to Vaerivra. They pray, the Caerene say, the way ghosts pray — without the body to perform the rite the patron rewards, and so without ever receiving the answer the prayer was meant to ask. The Caerene priests acknowledge this in the same year-end recitation they use to mark their own dead: a list of names that includes the Nemo, who are not dead but cannot come back, and the patron who continues to listen because the listening is also the law.
The Gamori share is older than the Caerene know. The Gamori jungle is canopy and matriarchal council; the patron's law of immediate balance reads the same there, though the prayer goes by a Gamori name and the council-tree is a different species. The Caerene do not recognize the share and would resent it if pressed. The Gamori do not press. The patron's account, insofar as the priests can read it, is that the forest is one forest under different skies and the rite is the rite.