The Brood Mother

Once a lesser goddess of fertility that now is little more than a nightmarish husk of her former glory.

The ever-present wailing grows ever louder as the Children falls from their mother's womb. The shape of entangled limbs eyes you hungerly, the second phase has begun!

God relics, items far beyond what any human may even dream to recreate. All imbued with the power of their affiliated god, all treasures beyond measure.