GODS


Afflux
Aasterinian
Astilabor
Bahamut
Boccob
Chronepsis
Corellon Larethian
Doresain
Ehlonna
Erythnul
Evening Glory
Falazure
Fharlanghn
Garl Glittergold
Garyx
Gruumsh
Heironeus
Hextor
Hlal
Ilsensine
Io
Kord
Kurtulmak
Lendys
Lolth
Moradin
Nerull
Obad-Hai
Olidammara
Orcus
Pelor
St. Cuthbert
Tamara
Tiamat
Vecna
Wee Jas
Yondalla
Zuoken


Afflux

Lesser Diety

Bloodfather, the Unsatisfied Questioner, the Bloodspiller

Portfolio:

Inquiry, necromancy, death

Alignment:

Neutral Evil

Domains:

Knowledge, Evil, Deathbound, Undeath

Favored Weapon:

Short sword

Symbol:

Scarlet droplet

Worshipers:

Necromancers, evil wizards, inquisitors, torturers

Home Plane:

Carceri

The unquenchable Afflux seeks knowledge of blood, body, and mind. Afflux never flinches from sacriflcing the living to understand what made them once alive. He is the lord of interrogation, torture, and execution, as well as the knowledge gained thereby. He appears as a hairless, bloodsoaked man of pale flesh and supernaturally bloodshot eyes. He wears a great coat of blood that constantly drips and flows but never runs dry. His home plane is Carceri, and his symbol is a scarlet droplet.

Necromancers, evil wizards, inquisitors, and torturers revere Afflux. All followers of Afflux see members of good-aligned faiths, especially those that claim to offer knowledge, as their enemies. Among the evil deities, Afflux has no special foes, and his followers may sometimes enter alliances of convenience with other evil churches when their goals intersect.

Afflux teaches that every creature has a secret, no matter how mundane, and the best way to spill that secret is along with the creature’s blood. To search eternally for knowledge is a noble quest, but the best place to search is in the tissues of the living, dead, and undead, since the secrets of sentience and animation mask the real secret of ultimate understanding.

Sometimes evil wizards come to at least revere, if not worship, Afflux. Certainly his name is known among necromancers, whose grisly researches are so similar to Afflux’s prescribed methods. Torturers and others who delight in the physical pain visited on others pay the Unsatisfied Questioner frequent homage.

The prayers offered up to Afflux resemble the sounds of the victims put on the rack by the god’s ordained torturers. Each scream is a mantra, and a night of pain is a solemn mass.

Afflux has few temples. Any necromancer’s lab where the methods of the Bloodspiller are utilized can become a shrine to Afflux if the space is hallowed in his name. Rites: When a victim succumbs too quickly to pain, it is customary for the presiding cleric to wound himself in Afflux’s name (if the cleric is living), to offer some additional pain as recompense.

Afflux generally sends a wheep as a herald. His planar allies are ravids, night hags, and nightwings.

Aasterinian

Demigod

Messenger of Io

Portfolio:

Learning, invention, pleasure

Alignment:

Chaotic Neutral

Domains:

Chaos, Charm, Dragon, Illusion, Luck, Trade , Travel, Trickery

Favored Weapon:

Scimitar or Claw

Symbol:

Grinning dragon’s head

Worshipers:

Chaotic dragons, free thinkers

Home Plane:

Outlands

Aasterinian is a cheeky deity who enjoys learning through play, invention, and pleasure. She is Io’s messenger, a Huge brass dragon who enjoys disturbing the status quo.

Aasterinian is flighty and quick-witted. She encourages her followers to think for themselves, rather than relying on the word of others. The worst crime, in Aasterinian’s eyes, is not trusting in yourself and your own devices.

Aasterinian’s clerics are typically wanderers who travel in disguise or secrecy. Temples to the goddess are rare in the extreme, though simple shrines dot the landscape—quiet, hidden places where worshipers can rest peacefully on their travels. Her followers enjoy friendly relations with those of Garl Glittergold, Fharlanghn, Olidammara, and similar deities.

Astilabor

Lesser Deity

The Acquisitor, Hoardmistress

Portfolio:

Acquisitiveness, status, wealth

Alignment:

True Neutral

Domains:

Cavern, Dragon, Metal, Protection, Wealth

Favored Weapon:

Scimitar or Claw

Symbol:

A twelve-faceted gem

Worshipers:

Dragons, those who seek wealth

Home Plane:

Outlands

Astilabor represents the natural draconic desire to acquire treasure and power. She dislikes the naked greed displayed by Tiamat and her followers.

Astilabor values wealth and power, but without any stigma of greed. She instills in dragonkind the innate need for collecting and protecting the hoard. She claims that she cannot abide thievery of any kind from her worshipers, but often turns a blind eye if such acts are performed in the name of building one’s hoard.

Astilabor accepts only clerics with a neutral aspect to their alignments, the better to remain pure to the goal of acquiring and protecting the hoard. Her clerics prefer not to get involved in conflicts between dragons, but often reward those whose hoards become large and valuable.

Astilabor is revered by dragons of all types and alignments, but actively worshiped by few. Most at least scratch out her symbol as a protective ward over their hoards. Astilabor’s worshipers are friendly toward those of Moradin and Garl Glittergold (since those gods respect the value of a gem or coin as much as anyone), but they distrust followers of Olidammara, whom they believe to be thieves at heart.

Bahamut

Lesser Diety

The Platinum Dragon, King of the Good Dragons, Master of the North Wind

Portfolio:

Good dragons, wind

Alignment:

Lawful Good

Domains:

Air, Cold, Good, Luck, Nobility, Protection, Storm

Favored Weapon:

Claw

Symbol:

Star above a milky nebula

Worshipers:

Good dragons, anyone seeking protection from evil dragons

Home Plane:

Celestia

Bahamut (bah-hahm-ut) is revered in many locales. Though all good dragons pay homage to Bahamut, gold, silver, and brass dragons hold him in particularly high regard. Other dragons, even evil ones (except perhaps his archrival Tiamat), respect Bahamut for his wisdom and power.

In his natural form, Bahamut is a long, sinuous dragon covered in silver-white scales that sparkle and gleam even in the dimmest light. Bahamut’s catlike eyes are deep blue, as azure as a midsummer sky, some say. Others insist that Bahamut’s eyes are a frosty indigo, like the heart of a glacier. Perhaps the two accounts merely reflect the Platinum Dragon’s shifting moods.

Bahamut is stern and very disapproving of evil. He brooks no excuses for evil acts. In spite of this, he is among the most compassionate beings in the multiverse. He has limitless empathy for the downtrodden, the dispossessed, and the helpless. He urges his followers to promote the cause of good, but prefers to let beings fight their own battles when they can. To Bahamut, it is better to offer information, healing, or a (temporary) safe refuge rather than to take other’s burdens upon oneself.

Bahamut is served by seven great gold wyrms that often accompany him or one of his avatars.

Bahamut has few clerics and even fewer temples. He accepts only good clerics. Clerics of Bahamut, be they dragons, half-dragons, or other beings attracted to Bahamut’s philosophy, strive to take constant, but subtle action on behalf of good, intervening wherever they are needed but striving to do as little harm in the process as possible.

Many gold, silver, and brass dragons maintain simple shrines to Bahamut in their lairs, usually nothing more elaborate than Bahamut’s symbol scribed on a wall.

Boccob

Greater Diety

The Uncaring, Lord of All Magics, Archmage of the Deities

Portfolio:

Magic, arcane knowledge, balance and foresight

Alignment:

True Neutral

Domains:

Knowledge, Magic, Mind, Oracle, Planning, Trickery

Favored Weapon:

Quarterstaff

Symbol:

Eye balanced on a pedestal inside a pentagon

Worshipers:

Wizards, sorcerers, illusionists, philosophers, sages

Home Plane:

The Outlands

The deity of magic, Boccob (bock-obb), appears as a handsome man of indeterminate age clad in loose purple garments. Shimmering golden runes that move and change cover his attire. He has few followers, but this fact does not seem to concern him in the least.

Boccob is a distant deity who promotes no special agenda, except proclaiming magic the most important force in the world—more vital than good, evil, law, or chaos. Most of his clerics observe strict neutrality. One missal advises Boccob’s followers to seek balance above good, evil, law, or chaos and to push back encroachments of good or evil.

This steadfast moderation in political, ethical, and philosophical affairs earns Boccob and his followers few friends. Nevertheless, Boccob’s worshipers are respected for their knowledge and magical prowess, and their advice is valued (if not always completely trusted).

Boccob’s clerics favor purple garments with gold trim; many are cleric/wizards or cleric/sorcerers. Most remain aloof from worldly affairs and devote themselves to magical research and to formulating prophecies. They share their knowledge of the future only sparingly, lest someone get the upper hand and upset the balance. Boccob’s clergy actively creates magic items, which they usually sell to anyone with the cash to buy them. During war, Boccob’s clerics happily sell magic items to all sides. Many of Boccob’s clerics keep busy rooting out bits of magical lore, recovering lost magic items, and investigating mysteries. They adamantly oppose any attempt to destroy a magic item or any magical place.

Boccob’s temples are usually located in urban areas. The are always well fortified to withstand outside interference, and they house extensive libraries. Most are also well equipped with various scrying devices. The clergy use them to spot infiltrators and keep an eye on the surrounding area.

Visitors to a temple of Boccob usually get a cool greeting at best and are never truly welcomed unless they have some unusual magic item to offer for examination or money to spend on spells, magic items, or information.

Chronepsis

Lesser Deity

The Silent, The Watcher

Portfolio:

Fate, death, judgment

Alignment:

True Neutral

Domains:

Death, Dragon, Fate, Knowledge, Planning, Time

Favored Weapon:

Scythe (claw)

Symbol:

An unblinking draconic eye

Worshipers:

Dragons, those who would observe

Home Plane:

Outlands

Chronepsis is neutral—silent, unconcerned, and dispassionate. He is the draconic deity of fate, death, and judgment. His form is colorless and without luster, marking him as an outsider to the struggles of the chromatic and metallic dragons.

Chronepsis is a passionless observer of the world. He passes judgment on all dragons when they die, deciding where their souls go in the afterlife. Unlike Lendys, Chronepsis is uninterested in justice: he merely observes what is and is not. He is also singularly uninvolved in the activities of the living, and strives to remain so. It is said that only a cataclysm of world-shaking proportions could rouse Chronepsis from his disinterest.

Chronepsis has very few active worshipers and even fewer clerics, since most dragons don’t possess the balanced outlook to avoid interfering in the events they observe. The followers of Chronepsis count other faiths neither as allies nor enemies. Of the other deities, only Boccob the Uncaring shares a similar outlook, but neither deity cares enough to forge an alliance.

Corellon Larethian

Greater Diety

Creator of the Elves, The Protector, Protector and Preserver of Life, Ruler of All Elves

Portfolio:

Elves, magic, music, arts, and war

Alignment:

Chaotic Good

Domains:

Chaos, Community, Good, Protection, War

Favored Weapon:

Longsword

Symbol:

Silver crescent moon

Worshipers:

Elves half-elves, bards

Home Plane:

Arborea

The deity of elves, Corellon Larethian (core-eh-lon lah-reth-ee-yen), usually appears as an androgynous elf clad in a sky-blue cloak and armed with a longbow and longsword. He also wears a large, circular amulet that bears his crescent moon symbol. He has a lithe and swift look about him, and his movements are both swift and graceful.

Corellon Larethian is the creator and protector of the elven race. He governs those things held in highest esteem among elves, such as magic, music, arts, crafts, poetry, and warfare. Gruumsh, the deity of orcs, is his nemesis, and it is because of Corellon’s battle prowess that Gruumsh is called “One-Eye.”

Corellon concerns himself with all aspects of elven welfare. He also remains alert to any taint of evil among the elves, and he seeks to stamp out any evil influence the moment it appears. Corellon played a leading role in the schism that ultimately resulted in the banishment of the drow underground.

Corellon spurs his people toward self-reliance, vigilance against danger, and appreciation of the world’s beauty. It is Corellon’s influence that leads elves to study magic and swordplay for the duration of their long lives, to serve as guardians and caretakers of the forests, and to appreciate aesthetic pleasures in spite of their warrior heritage.

Corellon’s clerics often wear blue cloaks. They serve as leaders, teachers, diplomats, and generals in elven communities. They train others in the arts of combat and magic while honing their own skills, and they serve as mediators in any disputes that may arise from the elves’ independent lifestyle. They usually seek to maintain cordial relations with other good, sylvan creatures.

Corellon’s temples can be located anywhere elves live, usually in sylvan woodlands. Though always beautiful and designed to blend in with the surrounding landscape, they are invariably both sturdy and defensible. They are often placed on hilltops, river crossings, and other locations of strategic significance. Living plants or trees are always included in a temple of Corellon, either as decoration as part of the structure.

Doresain

Demigod

King of the Ghouls

Portfolio:

Necromancy, ghouls

Alignment:

Chaotic Evil

Domains:

Chaos, Evil, Hunger

Favored Weapon:

Scimitar

Symbol:

Ghoul skull

Worshipers:

Ghouls

Home Plane:

Abyss

The insatiably hungry Doresain appeals to all creatures whose hunger can never be appeased. The deity looks like an especially thin and wasted ghoul. He has eyes ablaze with a sickly green ghoul-light, and his feet are hooflike. In contrast with Doresain’s wasted body, he wears an elegant white cloak of supple man-flesh over pale leather armor studded with tiny skulls. Ghouls are the primary worshipers of Doresain, and his symbol is a ghoul skull.

Though the King of the Ghouls is a powerful entity himself and controls his own layer of the Abyss, he was once a vassal of Orcus. Later, Yeenoghu’s gnoll host invaded, and the King of the Ghouls was forced to swear fealty and pay homage to Yeenoghu. Yeenoghu subsequently lost control of the King’s layer, and more recently, Yeenoghu has lost the ability to command the King.

The King of the Ghouls teaches that to exist is to eat. A fully experienced existence requires the consumption of prey, preferable sentient. Flesh for sacrifice is dear to the King. When life is quenched under tearing teeth and quivering lips, the eater can finally feel true happiness, at least for a time.

Doresain sometimes makes an appearance when incautious necromancers meddle with the Negative Energy Plane. Taking such meddling as an invitation, the King appears and forcibly converts all those present to ghouls, often thereby creating new worshipers for himself. While many ghouls are ignorant and godless, those that find religion invariably discover the King of the Ghouls. Creatures other than ghouls that come to worship the King do so with the knowledge that they will be “drawn into the fold” sooner rather than later.

All ghouls pay homage to the King. Ghoul lore hearkens back to a land sacred to ghouls called the White Kingdom. Though ghouls bound to the mortal plane sometimes create lesser versions of what they believe the White Kingdom to be, it is accepted that the true incarnation of the White Kingdom can be found on the layer of the Abyss where the King rules.

Sharing the sweet flesh of a victim among several ghouls is informally called “passing it around the horn,” and serves as a common rite in remembrance of Doresain. Each gluttonous act of consumption is, in its way, a prayer to Doresain, even if the eater doesn’t know it.

Temples to the King of the Ghouls are found only underground. Small shrines can sometimes be found in underground mausoleums or at the catacomb’s center, but fully functioning temples are erected only in the deepest subterranean realms, surrounded by a community of ghouls the size of a small city (at least).

Doresain often sends a gravetouched ghoul 13th-level barbarian as his herald. His planar allies are gravetouched ghoul succubus demons, gravetouched ghoul erinyes devils, and gravetouched ghoul ice devils. Doresain has the power to add the gravetouched ghoul template (see page 103) to creatures to which the template is normally not applicable.

Ehlonna

Intermediate Diety

Ehlonna of the Forests, Goddess of the Woodlands

Portfolio:

Forests, woodlands, flora & fauna, and fertility

Alignment:

Neutral Good

Domains:

Animal, Celerity, Good, Plant, Sun

Favored Weapon:

Longbow

Symbol:

Rearing unicorn

Worshipers:

Elves, gnomes, half-elves, halflings, rangers, druids, hunters, farmers

Home Plane:

Beastlands

Ehlonna (eh-loan-nuh) sometimes appears as a raven-haired human and sometimes as an elf with golden tresses. Her garb varies, ranging from the serviceable clothing of a forester or ranger to the delicate gown of an elven princess, but it is always pale green. Ehlonna watches over all good people who live in the forest, love the woodlands, or make their livelihood there.

Ehlonna watches over all good people who live in the forest, love the woodlands, or make their livelihood there. She likewise protects forests and woodlands from destruction or overuse.

Ehlonna exhorts her followers to live in harmony with their woodland homes, taking only what they need. The bounty of the forest, Ehlonna teaches, is a gift to be cherished and appreciated, not a treasure to be coveted or looted.

Ehlonna’s clerics usually choose serviceable attire of forest green. They live in forests and keep on friendly terms with the local rangers, druids, elves, and fey. They keep guard against encroachments by evil folk, loggers, and others who would exploit and ruin any woodland. When confronting anyone who would despoil a forest, they tend to be gentle but firm, at least at first. If the invaders persist, Ehlonna’s clerics can be ruthless in driving them out. Many of Ehlonna’s clerics take it upon themselves to teach woodcraft, plant trees, or both.

Woodland temples to Ehlonna are often open-air affairs with only trees for a roof. Small shrines to her are occasionally found in forest villages.

Erythnul

Intermediate Diety

The Many

Portfolio:

Hate, envy, malice, panic, ugliness, and slaughter

Alignment:

Chaotic Evil

Domains:

Chaos, Evil, Madness, Trickery, War

Favored Weapon:

Morningstar

Symbol:

A half-demon, half-boar mask

Worshipers:

Barbarians, fighters, rogues, looters, outlaws

Home Plane:

Pandemonium

The deity of slaughter, Erythnul (eh-rith-null), is a terrible sight to behold. He usually appears as a human with knotted muscles and a blocky frame. His skin is mottled and ruddy, almost as though blood oozes from his pores. In battle, his features change between human, gnoll, bugbear, ogre, and troll. This mutable form is reflected in his title, The Many. He wields a two-handed morningstar in battle. This weapon has a perforated stone head that makes frightening sounds whenever Erythnul swings it.

Erythnul is a brutal deity who delights in panic and slaughter. In civilized lands, his followers (including evil fighters, barbarians, and rogues) form small, criminal cults. In savage lands, evil barbarians, gnolls, bugbears, ogres, and trolls commonly worship him.

Erythnul admonishes his followers to shed blood for its own sake, to covet what is not theirs, and to destroy anyone who would deny them anything. He further urges them to bring ugliness and strife to pleasant locales.

To take something away from someone else—especially from a rival—is an exalted act in Erythnul’s eyes. Foes who cannot be killed should be maimed, and that which cannot be stolen should be destroyed.

Erythnul’s clerics favor rust red or bloodstained garments. They are cruel, sadistic, and hateful. They maintain a low profile in most civilized lands. In savage areas, members of the priesthood are known as bullies and murderous tyrants. They love to deface beautiful things and to disfigure attractive people.

Anyplace where great bloodshed or a spectacular act of cruelty has occurred is considered a holy site and an excellent place for a temple dedicated to Erythnul. In the countryside, Erythnul’s followers build squat, unsightly fortresses in places where battles, ambushes or massacres have occurred. In urban areas, Erythnul’s temples are usually hidden in seedy sections of cities, preferably on sites where horrible crimes have happened.

Evening Glory

Lesser Deity

The Deathless Beauty, the Eternal Lover

Portfolio:

Love, beauty, immortality through undeath

Alignment:

True Neutral

Domains:

Charm, Magic, Protection

Favored Weapon:

Dagger

Symbol:

A hand, pierced through the palm with a heart-shaped hole

Worshipers:

Immortality seekers, lovers, undead

Evening Glory teaches that love need not ever die. Instead, love may go on indefinitely, if the body’s remains are properly preserved. The deity of love at any price, Evening Glory appears as an exquisitely preserved woman with ice-white (almost translucent) flesh and platinumwhite, neck-length hair. She has eyes of baby blue, with lips, fingernails, and toenails the same color. She is flawless, despite (or because of) her necrotic chill. Disdaining simple nudity, the Deathless Beauty prefers extravagant, backless gowns. A heart-shaped, oddly alluring hole completely pierces the palm of each of her bloodless hands. Evening Glory’s symbol is an open hand, pierced through the palm with a heartshaped hole.

The Eternal Lover appeals strongly to immortality seekers, lovers, and undead. Still, anyone who has loved and lost, or knows love and fears its end, is a potential worshiper of Evening Glory. Most who worship her are undead, or soon become undead after worshiping her for a time. Many of her followers would rather welcome the followers of other faiths, but it is hard to welcome members of faiths that believe undeath must be eradicated.

Evening Glory teaches that desire is all that matters, and the desire for the love of another should never be allowed to fail through the depredations of age. Those whose love transcends life should seek life everlasting through the grace of undeath. The perfect preservation may freeze love forever. While the resurrection of tragically slain lovers may do for some, nothing can stay old age’s imperious final call—nothing but the embrace of undeath.

The training a cleric must undergo to become fully vested by Evening Glory is a secret cloaked in love and affection. The clerics of Evening Glory are mainly proselytizers, preaching about the continuance of love (and, through this, the continuance of existence after death).

All prayers to Evening Glory extol her unchanging perfection, a beauty frozen at its height by the balm of death. Temples to the Eternal Lover can show up anywhere, though when the authorities realize the true nature of the worship to this god, with its undead component, those temples are usually banned.

The rites of Evening Glory are many, but the mere recitation of a love poem inspired by the goddess is considered a daily obligation by her followers.

Evening Glory usually sends a female lich as her herald. Planar allies are Medium, Large, and Huge fire elementals.

Falazure

Lesser Deity

The Night Dragon

Portfolio:

Decay, undeath, exhaustion

Alignment:

Neutral evil

Domains:

Darkness, Death, Dragon, Evil, Undeath

Favored Weapon:

Scimitar or Claw

Symbol:

Draconic skull

Worshipers:

Evil dragons, necromancers, undead

Home Plane:

Hades

The terrifying Night Dragon, Falazure, is neutral evil. He is the lord of energy draining, undeath, decay, and exhaustion. Some claim he has a decaying skeletal form, but others believe that he looks like a decrepit black dragon whose flesh is pulled tight over his bones.

Falazure teaches that even a dragon’s long life span need not be the limit to a dragon’s existence. Beyond the world of the living is another realm, one of undeath eternal. It is generally accepted that Falazure created (or had a hand in the creation of) the first undead dragons, such as dracoliches, vampiric dragons, and ghostly dragons. Among the draconic gods, perhaps only Bahamut and Tiamat have more nondragon worshipers than Falazure. Many necromancers of all races revere the Night Dragon, as well as intelligent undead such as liches and, especially, dracoliches.

Temples to Falazure are always deep beneath the earth, cloaked in darkness and far from the sun and fresh air of the surface world. The followers of Falazure count all members of good-aligned faiths as their enemies. They may occasionally ally with the forces of Nerull, but such instances are rare.

Fharlanghn

Intermediate Diety

Dweller on the Horizon

Portfolio:

Horizons, distance, travel, and roads

Alignment:

True Neutral

Domains:

Celerity, Luck, Protection, Travel, Weather

Favored Weapon:

Quarterstaff

Symbol:

Disk bearing a curved line with an upturned crescent above

Worshipers:

Bards, travelers, merchants

Home Plane:

Material Plane

Fharlanghn (far-lahng-un), the deity of roads, appears as an elderly, weatherbeaten man with deeply wrinkled skin and sparkling eyes. He wears nondescript clothing, usually of leather and unbleached linen. His garments are always travel-stained. He roams the roads and paths of the Material Plane, greeting fellow travelers politely. Fharlanghn is always glad to converse, but not at any great length.

Fharlanghn is the patron of all who travel long distances, no matter what path they follow or how they’re getting there.

Fharlanghn insists that people need to move around and experience new things. The state of world is not fixed, and you never know when you might need a new perspective or even a new home. Look to the horizon for inspiration.

Fharlanghn’s clerics travel the world, always seeking out new things. They favor simple clothing of brown or faded green. They bless caravans (and sometimes guide them), explore new territories, scout for armies and settlers, and record long travelogues describing journeys beyond the horizon. They also serve as translators and diplomats. Many serve as surveyors or engineers and help build roads, bridges, and ports. Still others are involved in the manufacture of traveling gear, everything from shoes to sailing ships. No matter what their activities, Fharlanghn’s clerics move around frequently, and a character who visits a shrine or temple more than once is likely to meet a different group of clerics there each time.

Fharlanghn’s wayside shrines are common on well-used roads. His temples usually double as rest stops for travelers in need of shelter or protection.

Garl Glittergold

Greater Diety

The Joker, The Watchful Protector, The Priceless Gem, The Sparkling Wit

Portfolio:

Gnomes, humor, and gemcutting

Alignment:

Neutral Good

Domains:

Community, Creation, Good, Protection, Trickery

Favored Weapon:

Battleaxe

Symbol:

A nugget of gold

Worshipers:

Gnomes, illusionists, jewelers, practical jokers

Home Plane:

Bytopia

The deity of gnomes, Garl Glittergold (garl gliht-er-gold), appears as a handsome, golden-skinned gnome with glittering gemstones for eyes. He is well dressed, usually in a silk jacket with long tails and silk hose. He always wears lots of gold jewelry and accoutrements. Garl Glittergold discovered the gnomes and led them into the world. Since then, he has been their protector. He is renowned for the jokes and pranks he pulls on other deities, though not all his victims laugh off his jests. Garl once collapsed the cavern of Kurtulmak, the deity of the kobolds. Since then, the two deities have been sworn enemies.

Garl promotes a doctrine of practicality tempered with humor. Ignorance and complacency are dangerous, warns Garl, and he urges his people to explore not only the world around them but new ways of doing things. Garl also emphasizes brains over brawn, and he teaches that befuddling or embarrassing a foe can be just as complete a victory as slaying or capturing that foe.

Garl’s clerics serve as guardians and teachers in gnome communities. They maintain careful vigilance against hostile races (particularly kobolds), and they instruct the young using a mixture of earthy practicality spiced with humor. This approach, they say, keeps the young entertained and makes their learning all the better.

Garl’s clerics also keep extensive archives of illusion spells (usually in the form of spellbooks and scrolls), practical jokes, trap designs, and stories. The longer and more outlandish the tale, the better, say the clerics, though not everyone agrees. Like their patron, Garl’s clerics favor gold jewelry.

Garl’s clerics build few temples, preferring instead to place modest shrines and chapels wherever gnome dwell or congregate. These sanctuaries are always built so they are easy to secure against hostile forces, and the clerics fill them with beautiful things. The shrines also usually include at least one trap designed to plague unwelcome visitors. These devices are seldom fatal and often whimsical.

Garyx

Lesser Deity

Firelord, All-Destroyer, Cleanser of Worlds

Portfolio:

Fire, destruction, renewal

Alignment:

Chaotic evil

Domains:

Chaos, Destruction, Dragon, Evil, Fire, Renewal

Favored Weapon:

Sickle or Claw

Symbol:

Reptilian eye superimposed over a flame

Worshipers:

Dragons, sorcerers, warlords, some druids

Home Plane:

Pandemonium

Garyx the All-Destroyer symbolizes the sheer power and destructive force of dragonkind. Some argue that Garyx is actually insane, as a result of his long occupation of the Windswept Depths of Pandemonium. He appears much like a great wyrm red dragon.

Garyx teaches by example, periodically traveling to the Material Plane to wreak unholy swaths of destruction across the landscape. Those who revere him follow this example, using their power to bring ruin and devastation.

Garyx pays little or no attention to his clerics and worshipers, but they care not. They believe that he grants them the power to perform acts of destruction, and that is enough. Perhaps curiously, some druids also revere the renewal aspect of Garyx, knowing that some devastation is always necessary for rejuvenation to occur. Some within the Cult of Ashardalon believe that the great wyrm is actually an avatar of the god Garyx.

Few temples to Garyx are known to exist, though his worshipers often carve his symbol near their handiwork. Garyx shares traits in common with Kord and Erythnul, but has no interest in alliances.

Gruumsh

Greater Diety

One-Eye, He-Who-Never-Sleeps

Portfolio:

Orcs, war, and territory

Alignment:

Chaotic Evil

Domains:

Chaos, Evil, Domination, Strength, War

Favored Weapon:

Spear

Symbol:

Empty eyesocket

Worshipers:

Orcs, half orcs

Home Plane:

Acheron

Gruumsh (groomsh), deity of orcs, is chaotic evil. He appears as a hulking orc in black full plate armor. He has one unblinking central eye. He harbors a special hatred for Corellon Larethian, Moradin, and their followers. In ages past, Corellon Larethian put out Gruumsh’s left eye in a fight. Some orc clerics dispute this tale, claiming that the elven deity stole the eye because he could not beat Gruumsh in a fair fight.

Gruumsh demands that his followers be strong, that they cull the weak from their numbers, and that they take all the territory Gruumsh thinks is rightfully theirs (which is almost everything). He tolerates no sign of friendliness from his people. Unceasing warfare is his creed, though Gruumsh does not object to simple colonization if that can be arranged.

Gruumsh dislikes everything that is not an orc or of orcish make, and he feels particularly spiteful toward elves (over the matter of his eye). He feels equal malice toward dwarves, who contested with the orcs for control of the mountains and won; a state of affairs Gruumsh regards as strictly temporary

Gruumsh’s clerics strive to become the war leaders of their communities or the key advisors to those leaders. They also see to the culling of the weak and unfit. They usually wear fighting gear.

A temple or shrine to Gruumsh lies at the heart of nearly every orc community. They tend to be oppressive places full of acrid smoke and the stench of blood. Temples and larger shrines invariably have holding cells where sacrifices to Gruumsh are kept, and many feature gladiatorial areas as well.

Heironeus

Intermediate Diety

The Invincible

Portfolio:

Chivalry, justice, honor, war, daring, and valor

Alignment:

Lawful Good

Domains:

Courage, Destiny, Glory, Good, Inquisition, Law, Nobility, War

Favored Weapon:

Longsword

Symbol:

Fist holding a lightning bolt

Worshipers:

Paladins, fighters, monks, judges, constables

Home Plane:

Celestia

The deity of valor, Heironeous (high-roe-nee-us), appears as a tall human male with coppery skin, auburn hair, and amber eyes. He wears a suit of exquisite chain mail and carries a longsword. He wages war against evil of all sorts, especially his half-brother and nemesis, Hextor.

Heironeous expects his followers to uphold the highest ideals of chivalry and justice and to treat adversity as a challenge to be met and overcome, just as evil should be overcome. The world is a dangerous place where those who fight for justice and who protect the weak and the innocent face a never-ending series of challenges. He exhorts his followers to act honorably at all times, and to uphold the virtues of justice and chivalry with deeds, not just words. Those who face danger with certainty and calm will prevail against evil, Heironeous advises.

The religious hierarchy of Heironeous is organized like a military order. It has a clear chain of command, lines of supply, and wellstocked armories.

Clerics of Heironeous fight against worshipers of Hextor whenever they can and spend the rest of their time protecting the civilized lands from the threats of evil. Older clerics work as judges, strategists, and military instructors. The church as a whole is very militant, always championing some cause or embarking on a crusade to against evil or injustice. Though some find their high ideals and intense devotion to their cause a little intimidating, the church of Heironeous is widely admired. This admiration comes mostly because the followers of Heironeous battle genuine evils, usually with little thought of monetary reward. “Glory is the reward for defeating evil, while virtue is the reward for upholding the tenets of Heironeous,” say the clerics.

Heironeous’s clerics also oppose clerics of Hextor wherever and whenever they can.

Temples to Heironeous always have a slightly militaristic look to them. In unsettled areas, they double as fortresses. Even in settled or urban areas they usually contain open, grassy courtyards where soldiers can train.

Hextor

Intermediate Diety

Champion of Evil, Herald of Hell, Scourge

Portfolio:

War, discord, massacres, conflict, fitness, and tyranny

Alignment:

Lawful Evil

Domains:

Destruction, Domination, Evil, Law, Tyranny, War

Favored Weapon:

Flail

Symbol:

Fist holding six red arrows

Worshipers:

Fighters, monks, conquerors, tyrants

Home Plane:

Acheron

The deity of tyranny, Hextor (heks-tore), sometimes appears as a handsome man with dark hair and light skin (and he is often depicted as such in his role as a deity of fitness). Most often he takes the form of a gray-skinned, horrible six-armed humanoid. In this form, he uses a different weapon in each arm and wears iron scale armor with many skull decorations.

Hextor is the archfoe of Heironeous, his half brother and fellow war deity.

Hextor seeks to conquer or destroy any that oppose him. He tells his followers that the world is a dark and bloody place where the strong rule the weak, and power is the only reward worth anything. The cruel and unrelenting pursuit of one’s goals is the only reliable path to success. Order must be forged out of chaos and law out of anarchy. Tyranny brings order out of chaos. Dissenters must be oppressed or destroyed lest anarchy reign.

Hextor’s sect is not as secretive as other dark religions. Temples of Hextor operate openly in many cities, and clerics wear black clothing adorned with skulls or gray faces.

Hextor’s clerics constantly plan or lead attacks on rebels and dogooders. They revile good-hearted rulers and governments that nurture personal freedoms, and they are forever scheming to weaken or overthrow regimes that seem likely targets for conquest. When not actually fighting or plotting, they train themselves in the arts of war. Many serve as generals, military advisors, or enforcers to aggressive rulers or iron-fisted tyrants.

Hextor’s clerics also oppose clerics of Heironeous wherever and whenever they can.

Temples to Hextor are always forbidding fortresses, built to impress the common folk with Hextor’s power. Many of his temples are constructed on sites that have seen many great battles because of their strategic value.

Hlal

Lesser Deity

The Jester, The Keeper of Tales

Portfolio:

Humor, storytelling, inspiration

Alignment:

Chaotic good

Domains:

Chaos, Dragon, Good, Rune, Trickery

Favored Weapon:

Shortsword or Claw

Symbol:

An open book

Worshipers:

Dragons, bards, performers

Home Plane:

Arborea

Hlal is a sleek, copper-colored dragon with a ready grin and a happy glint in her eye. Of the dragon gods, she is the most friendly to nondragons (even Aasterinian enjoys a reputation of playful danger).

Hlal enjoys sharing stories and songs with those who appreciate such things, regardless of the listener’s race or background. She has little use for tyrants—even well-meaning ones—and even less patience for cruelty or bullying. She teaches that one must be free of restraint, whether real or psychological, in order to freely express one’s opinions.

Hlal’s clerics are often multiclass cleric/bards, using music, poetry, and tall tales to spread the faith. Places of worship to Hlal are usually simple shrines, which can be packed up and moved to the next town or dragon lair at a moment’s notice. The followers of Hlal share much in common with those of Olidammara, and many characters pay homage to both deities simultaneously. Both Hextor and Vecna are among her chief enemies, because of their portfolios.

Ilsensine

Greater Diety

The Great Brain

Portfolio:

Mental dominion, magic

Alignment:

Lawful Evil

Domains:

Evil, Law, Knowledge, Magic, Mind

Favored Weapon:

Tentacle or Unarmed Strike

Symbol:

Brain with two tentacles protruding from it

Worshipers:

Illithids

Home Plane:

Outlands

Ilsensine is the god of the mind flayers and the patron of all who enslave others’ thoughts. It appears as a massive, disembodied brain with an emerald glow and countless tentacles stretching off into the darkness. Ilsensine demands that mind flayers enslave and consume the “cattle” (other races) that surround them. Its clerics provide a measure of healing to mind flayer communities, and they are often slavemasters, controlling both the living (with psionics) and the undead (with spells and negative energy channeling). Ilsensine’s favored weapon is the tentacle (or an unarmed strike for followers who aren’t mind flayers).

Ilsensine promises power and dominion to all who follow it, so sometimes creatures other than mind flayers (especially evil psions) will form cults dedicated to the deity. Ilsensine’s clerics are rare enough that each novitiate learns in a one-on-one apprenticeship with a senior cleric. A would-be cleric is often treated as little better than a thrall until he proves himself, learning to cast divine spells by imitating his master.

Ilsensine’s clerics often handle a mind flayer community’s thrall-slaves, and they are also useful for dealing with the undead. Followers of Ilsensine act as medics for mind flayer hunting parties, sneak onto the surface world to acquire unusual slaves, and match wits against powerful githyanki and githzerai psions. Ilsensine’s followers pray to her telepathically, holding their tentacles utterly still as a means of showing respect.

Temples to Ilsensine are generally small, nondescript shrines in an out-of-the-way corner of a mind flayer community. Because most mind flayers would rather join with the community’s elder brain than serve Ilsensine in the afterlife, religion isn’t central to mind flayer culture. When a particularly tasty brain is consumed, it’s customary to pray to Ilsensine and use leftover brain ichor to trace Ilsensine’s symbol (a brain with two tentacles) on a nearby surface.

Ilsensine generally sends a thought slayer as its herald. Its planar allies are succubus demons, cerebriliths, and marilith demons.

Io

Intermediate Deity

The Concordant Dragon, The Great Eternal Wheel, Swallower of Shades, The Ninefold Dragon, Creator of Dragonkind

Portfolio:

Dragonkind

Alignment:

True Neutral

Domains:

Dragon, Knowledge, Magic, Spell, Strength, Travel, Wealth

Favored Weapon:

Scimitar or Claw

Symbol:

A multicolored metallic disk

Worshipers:

Dragons

Home Plane:

Outlands

Io the Ninefold Dragon is neutral, for he encompasses all alignments within his aspects. He can (and does) appear as any dragon type, from the smallest pseudodragon to the largest great wyrm.

Io cares only for his “children,” the dragons, and their continued existence in the world. In some cases, this means taking the side of the dragons against other races. In other situations, Io may actually help nondragons fight against a dragon who would otherwise jeopardize the ongoing survivability of the species as a whole.

He prefers to remain uninvolved in conflicts between dragons, though if such a conflict threatens to escalate he may step in (either personally or by dispatching Aasterinian or some other servitor).

Io has even fewer clerics or shrines than most of the other draconic deities, since his outlook is so broad and allencompassing. Still, even the most devoted cleric of Bahamut, Tiamat, or any other dragon deity pays at least a modicum of homage to the Ninefold Dragon. He also occasionally finds clerics or adepts among the reptilian races, such as kobolds and troglodytes.

Io counts no other faiths as his enemies, knowing the value of neutrality in outlook. Even those of greatly varying alignment can find common cause under the banner of the Ninefold Dragon.

Kord

Intermediate Diety

The Brawler

Portfolio:

Athletics, sports, brawling, strength, and courage

Alignment:

Chaotic Good

Domains:

Chaos, Competition, Good, Luck, Strength

Favored Weapon:

Greatsword

Symbol:

A star of spears and maces

Worshipers:

Barbarians, fighters, rogues, athletes

Home Plane:

Ysgard

Kord (kohrd), deity of strength, appears as a hugely muscular man with long red hair and beard, wearing white dragonhide gauntlets, blue boots, and fighting girdle of red leather. A hedonistic being, he is known for tackling physical challenges of all sorts just for the fun of it. He is also reputed to have dallied with beautiful humans, elves, or even giants, and tales are told of the great heroes that are born of such liaisons. He fights with his intelligent dragon-slaying greatsword Kelmar, and when wounded he often enters an intense blood rage.

Kord loves physical challenges and contests, and he promotes nonlethal sports as a method for resolving disputes among his followers. His teachings say that the strong and fit should lead the weaker, and that bravery is the greatest quality anyone can have, ruler and citizen alike. Everyone should scorn cowardice, says Kord.

Kord’s clerics are expected to be leaders. They value strength but not domination. They train people to become stronger, organize athletic tournaments, and participate in challenging physical activities. Doubting their fitness is a grave insult, and they go to great lengths to prove their physical abilities (although they realize the difference between difficult and suicidal challenges). They favor attire in red and white.

Kord’s temples tend to be spacious and airy. They always include at least one gymnasium and usually extensive baths. They invariably have adjoining fields for athletic competitions.

Kurtulmak

Intermediate Diety

Gnomesmasher, The Watcher

Portfolio:

Kobolds, trapmaking, mining, war

Alignment:

Lawful Evil

Domains:

Evil, Law, Luck, Trickery

Favored Weapon:

Spear

Symbol:

Gnome skull

Worshipers:

Kobolds

Home Plane:

Baator

Kurtulmak (kurt-uhl-mak), the deity of kobolds, appears as a particularly large kobold. He is about 5 feet tall, with scaly skin mottled black and green. His ratlike tail is long and tipped with a wicked stinger.

Kurtulmak taught the kobolds the arts of mining, ambushing, and trapmaking. Garl Glittergold, deity of the gnomes, once collapsed Kurtulmak’s cavernous home as a joke. The event wounded Kurtulmak’s pride on two fronts, as he considered himself both an expert trickster and a miner without equal. Since then Kurtulmak has hated Garl and all gnomes. Kurtulmak hates being bettered by any means, especially by some frivolous method such as an illusion or a practical joke. He carries grudges and has a huge chip on his small shoulder.

Kurtulmak is a savage deity who is always attentive to events on the Material Plane and eager to secure any advantage for his people. He teaches the kobolds that fair fights are for fools or for the unlucky. It is better to flee and fight again than to be defeated, and no fight is truly over if even one kobold lives. Revenge is sweet, says Kurtulmak, even if it takes years to arrange. Kurtulmak also teaches his people that a quick wit, a good plan, and a well-laid ambush are far better than a strong sword arm.

Kurtulmak’s clerics lead war and raiding parties, see to tribal defense (especially the construction of traps), and oversee each tribe’s mining operations. Others lead expeditions to explore new areas and probe dwarf and gnome settlements for weaknesses the kobolds can exploit.

No kobold community is complete without a temple or shrine to Kurtulmak. They are usually dug out of solid rock and accessed through narrow, twisting passages guarded by traps. Inside, a temple to Kurtulmak is cramped and usually decorated with piles of gnome skulls.

Lendys

Lesser Deity

Scale of Justice, The Balancer, Weigher of Lives

Portfolio:

Balance, justice

Alignment:

Lawful neutral

Domains:

Destruction, Dragon, Law, Protection, Retribution

Favored Weapon:

Symbol:

Sword balanced on a needle’s point

Worshipers:

Dragons

Home Plane:

Mechanus

Unlike Chronepsis, who judges the life of a dragon only after its death, Lendys metes out justice during a dragon’s life. His scales are a tarnished silver, some say because he cares more about judging others than tending to himself.

Lendys is the arbiter of dragonkind, serving as judge, jury, and executioner alike. When a dragon has committed an injustice against dragonkind, Lendys (or one of his trio of great wyrm silver dragons) is dispatched to deal out appropriate justice. Punishments are severe, and appeals unheard of.

The clerics and paladins of Lendys are justice-bringers as well, often serving as arbiters for local communities. In some cases, towns even rely on the local draconic worshiper of Lendys to parse out justice.

Clerics of Lendys get along well with worshipers of St. Cuthbert, and poorly with those who follow a chaotic deity such as Kord, Olidammara, or Erythnul.

Lolth

Intermediate Diety

Queen of the Drow, The Spider Goddess, Queen of the Demonweb Pits

Portfolio:

Drow, spiders, evil, darkness

Alignment:

Chaotic Evil

Domains:

Chaos, Destruction, Evil, Trickery

Favored Weapon:

Whip

Symbol:

Black spider with the head of a drow female

Worshipers:

Drow

Home Plane:

The Abyss

Lolth (lohlth) appears as either a tall, beautiful female drow or as a black spider with a female drow’s head. She maintains a ruthless, tyrannical reign over the drow, ruling through a combination of fear and the promise of power.

It was Lolth who first spread evil among the elves, and it was she who led the drow to break away from the rest of elven society and to dwell underground. Drow scoff at any attempt to suggest that they were banished from the surface. Nevertheless, Lolth has sworn vengeance against Corellon Larethian and his people.

Lolth constantly turns one drow against another. She claims to do this to cull out the weak and to make the race strong, but she is a cruel and capricious deity who enjoys watching others suffer. She is careful to prevent open or widespread strife among the drow. She does not tolerate campaigns of harassment or attrition among groups of drow, but she does sanction well-planned, swift, and overwhelming attacks.

Lolth expects her people to be shrewd, calculating, and aware of the dangers and opportunities around them. She has no use for sentiment, weakness, or love. She expects her people to rule the entire Underdark (the realm beneath the surface of the earth), eliminating foes that are weak enough to be destroyed and biding their time before attacking other opponents. She also expects them to eventually invade and conquer the surface, not to colonize it but to defeat Corellon Larethian and the surface elves.

Lolth rules her people through her clerics, who are exclusively female and organized into noble houses made up of clerics related by blood. The oldest clerics rule the house, with younger clerics following in order by age. Each house also includes noncleric drow related by blood or marriage. The clerics serve as absolute rulers in Lolth’s name. They are the leaders, police, juries, and executioners of drow society.

Nearly every drow home has at least a small shrine to Lolth, even if it is just a spider statue or modest altar. Larger temples to Lolth are usually laid out in the shape of a spider. They serve as meeting places, sacrificial sites, and centers of entertainment for high-ranking drow.

Moradin

Greater Diety

The Soul Forger, Dwarffather, The All-Father, The Creator

Portfolio:

Dwarves, creation, smithing, engineering, war

Alignment:

Lawful Good

Domains:

Creation, Earth, Good, Law, Protection

Favored Weapon:

Warhammer

Symbol:

Hammer and anvil

Worshipers:

Dwarves, metal-workers

Home Plane:

Celestia

The deity of dwarves, Moradin (moar-uh-din), usually appears as a stern-faced male dwarf with a powerful build. His upper body is particularly robust, with a barrel chest, wide shoulders, and arms corded with big muscles. He has flowing black hair and a beard to match, and he always wears full plate armor. He carries a shield and a warhammer. Moradin forged the first dwarves out of metal and gems and breathed life into them.

Moradin is an adamant defender of the dwarven people he created and of the principles of law and good. He teaches the value of making goods that last, of loyalty to clan, leader, and people, and of meeting adversity with stoicism and tenacity. He tolerates no taint of evil among the dwarves; it was he who drove the derro and duergar out of the dwarven community. It is Moradin’s influence that leads the dwarves toward excellence in craftwork and staunch defense of what is theirs.

Clerics of Moradin are charged with maintaining and advancing the dwarven race in all walks of life. They perform a wide range of public ceremonies (marriages, blessing new ventures, crowning monarchs, and the like). They also educate the young, arrange communal defenses, and sponsor expeditions to settle new lands. They also keep detailed genealogies and historical archives.

Every temple or shrine of Moradin includes an anvil and a forge that the clerics keep perpetually burning. The anvil can be a simple decoration or part of a working smithy, but it often serves as the temple altar.

Nerull

Greater Diety

The Reaper, The Foe of All Good, Hater of Life, Bringer of Darkness, King of All Gloom, Reaper of Flesh

Portfolio:

Death, darkness, murder and the underworld

Alignment:

Neutral Evil

Domains:

Death, Evil, Fate, Pestilence, Trickery

Favored Weapon:

Scythe

Symbol:

Skull and scythe

Worshipers:

Necromancers, assassins, rogues, murderers

Home Plane:

Carceri

The deity of death, Nerull (nare-ull), is widely known and widely feared. His gaunt form resembles a mummified, nearly skeletal corpse with rusty red skin, thick blackish-green hair, a cowled cloak of rusty black, and eyes, teeth, and nails like poisonous verdigris. His black staff, Lifecutter, forms a scythelike blade of red force that slays anyone it touches.

Nerull is the patron of those who seek the greatest evil for their own enjoyment or gain.

All are equal in Nerull’s cold realm. Every living thing is an affront to the Reaper, and every death brings a dark spark of joy to his long-dead heart. Those that pray to Nerull to appease him only attract his attention and their own doom. Those that kill in his name shall be rewarded (or so Nerull promises).

Clerics of Nerull are secretive and solitary, since few sane people tolerate their presence. Except in the most evil lands, Nerull has no organized churches. With no overall hierarchy, individual churches work against each other at times. Still, the Reaper is feared across the lands. His clerics wear rust-red garb when not in disguise. Nerull’s clerics commit murders as offerings to their deity. If their actions are discovered, they move on to new hunting grounds. Some take up the wandering life and put on innocent faces as they move from town to town, murdering a few people and then moving on.

Temples to Nerull are always hidden, even in lands where the Reaper is honored. They usually are located underground, often as parts of catacomb complexes. Most temples are stocked with undead creatures and others that spread or celebrate death, such as hags, fiends, and vargouilles.

Obad-Hai

Intermediate Diety

The Shalm

Portfolio:

Nature, freedom, hunting, and beasts

Alignment:

True Neutral

Domains:

Air, Animal, Earth, Fate, Fire, Plant, Water, Weather,

Favored Weapon:

Quarterstaff

Symbol:

Mask of oak leaves and acorns

Worshipers:

Barbarians, rangers, druids, hunters

Home Plane:

Outlands

Obad-Hai (oh-bod-high), deity of nature, is most often shown as a lean and weathered man of indeterminately old age, dressed in brown or russet and looking like a hermit, although nonhuman communities depict him as one of their own race. Because Obad-Hai strictly adheres to neutrality, he is a rival of Ehlonna. Obad-Hai plays a shalm (a double-reed woodwind musical instrument, also spelled “shawm”) and takes his title from this instrument. He also carries a staff.

Obad-Hai rules nature and the wilderness, and he is a friend to all who live in harmony with the natural world. He expects his followers to live in harmony with nature in all its variety. Those who destroy or otherwise harm nature deserve swift vengeance in an appropriate manner, says Obad-Hai. Those who are one with nature, however, have little to fear, although the well-meaning but foolish are sometimes brought down by a danger they could not avoid or divert.

Obad-Hai teaches that the wilds can sometimes be ugly, dangerous, or terrible, but that these things are a part of nature and should be respected as much as those that are beautiful, harmless, or wonderful, for these characterizations mark a newcomer’s perspective.

Clerics of Obad-Hai have no hierarchy. They treat all those of their order as equals. They wear russet-colored clothing and maintain hidden woodland shrines that are usually located far from civilization. They keep to the wilderness and to themselves, rarely getting involved in society.

A wide variety of peoples serve as Obad-Hai’s clerics, including humans, gnomes, halflings, and sylvan fey. They serve as protectors of nature, acting as the agents of retribution when their protection is insufficient or too late.

Temples to Obad-Hai can be located nearly anywhere but are usually located amid groves of oak trees.

Olidammara

Intermediate Diety

The Laughing Rogue

Portfolio:

Music, revels, wine, rogues, humor, and tricks

Alignment:

Chaotic Neutral

Domains:

Celerity, City, Chaos, Luck Mind, Trickery

Favored Weapon:

Rapier

Symbol:

Laughing mask

Worshipers:

Rogues, bards, actors, vintners

Home Plane:

Ysgard

The deity of rogues, Olidammara (oh-lih-duh-mar-uh), most often appears as a brown-haired man of rakish appearance, olive skin, and merry eyes, but he often goes incognito. Olidammara delights in wine, women, and song. He is a vagabond, a prankster, and a master of disguise. His temples are few, but many people are willing to raise a glass in his honor.

Olidammara loves upsetting anyone who seems too attached to an ordered life and a predictable routine. He urges his followers to bend every effort toward mastering the art of music. He also teaches that life is meant to be happy and entertaining, and the best jokes need a target to hang them on. The tables can turn on any trickster, and Olidammara’s followers should accept the laugh and appreciate the trick when it happens to them. Wine, Olidammara says, is one of the joys of life, and the only thing better than making wine is drinking it. Avoid misery, temperance, and solemnity, for they are the greatest poisons to the soul.

Olidammara’s religion is loosely organized, but his clerics are numerous. They usually work among urban folk or wander the countryside. Olidammara’s clerics often have a second occupation, such as minstrels, brewers, or jacks-of-all-trades. Thus, they can be found almost anywhere doing or wearing anything.

Temples dedicated solely to Olidammara are few. But as his followers say, there is a temple of Olidammara anywhere there is wine, song, and laughter, Most formal temples of Olidammara are hidden, because they usually double as hideouts for thieves. Many drinking establishments include at least small shrines to Olidammara.

Orcus

Demon Lord

Demon Prince of the Undead, Tenebrous

Portfolio:

Undeath, revenge

Alignment:

Chaotic Evil

Domains:

Chaos, Evil, Death, Darkness

Favored Weapon:

Mace

Symbol:

Skull-headed rod

Worshipers:

Demons, necromancers, and the undead

Home Plane:

Abyss

Orcus is a massive, bloated demon prince—bloated on spite, bile, and contempt. Once complacent, his wars against Demogorgon and Graz’zt waning, he was murdered and deposed. But then Orcus rose from the dead as an undead demon and took the name Tenebrous, hiding in the shadows, waiting to take his revenge. Now he has reinstated himself in his former position and taken up residence in Naratyr, his terrible fortress-city in the Abyss on Thanatos (the layer he rules). Once again, he finds himself in a struggle for dominance with many of the other demon lords. He is no longer content to grow old and fat feeding on larvae in his castle. Orcus lives in the Abyss. His symbol is a skull-headed rod.

Orcus appeals most to demons, necromancers, and the undead. While not an actual god quite yet, Orcus is worshiped as a god more often than any of the other demon princes. Although Demogorgon might actually be more powerful, Orcus is closer to ascending to true godhood. The cult of Orcus is widespread among other groups as well, with a more significant following among humanoids than most demon princes. In particular, orcs, half-orcs, ogres, and giants revere Orcus, as well as corrupt and despicable humans.

Orcus is, in many ways, a contradictory figure. He does not delight in his charges, the undead, and has not taken up the selfproclaimed mantle of “Prince of the Undead” out of devotion or allegiance. If anything, the demon lord despises the undead—he has little but contempt for them and uses them without thought or consideration. Of course, Orcus despises the living as well. He hates everything and everyone, often being almost overwhelmed with revulsion and loathing. He craves only personal power and the spread of misery and destruction for all others.

Orcus isn’t one for orderly training or organization, so neither are his priests. Thus, training consists of little more than a grisly oath, the introduction to the mythology of Orcus, and a hearty strike with a skullheaded rod to complete the process. Orcus has set his worshipers the task of increasing the level of his own worship across all lands, killing those who resist—including the followers of other evil deities, especially Nerull. Typical quests include attacking a rival Nerull-cultist compound, raiding a church of Pelor to destroy its sacred items, and building or opening portals or gates from the Abyss to the Material Plane. The most common refrain in a prayer to Orcus is a confirmatory phrase at the end of a declaration, something like “. . . or let Orcus strike me dead and steal my eternal soul.”

Despite his status as a demon prince rather than a true god, Orcus has inspired the creation of temples all over the planes. Those that worship him gain clerical power as if worshiping a true deity, though they clearly gain that power from some more universal source (perhaps from the Negative Energy Plane itself). His temples are usually hidden, while his worshipers function as secret societies living in otherwise normal communities. Other temples, however, are terrible strongholds full of undead, where wicked lords commit atrocities and wage wars in the demon prince’s name. Sometimes an entire orc tribe devotes itself to the Prince of the Undead, but these individuals are shunned even by other orcs.

Bloody conflict is the method that Orcus’s followers use to rise in the ranks. Sometimes this activity is formalized, as when underlings challenge upper-echelon clerics according to the Rite of Challenge. Of course, this usually results in the underlings’ death before the Rite of Challenge can properly occur. In fact, the Rite of Challenge may just be a way for high-level clerics to identify troublemakers and weed them from the flock.

A balor is Orcus’s favorite choice for herald. Planar allies include howlers, glabrezu demons, and nalfeshnee demons.

Pelor

Greater Diety

The Shining One

Portfolio:

Sun, light, strength and healing

Alignment:

Neutral Good

Domains:

Glory, Good, Healing, Nobility, Strength, Sun

Favored Weapon:

Mace

Symbol:

Sun face

Worshipers:

Bards, rangers, druids, healers, commoners

Home Plane:

Elysium

Pelor (pay-lore), deity of the sun, is depicted as an older man in white, with wild hair and a beard of shining gold. Pelor is the creator of many good things, a supporter of those in need, and an adversary of all that is evil. He is the most commonly worshiped deity among ordinary humans, and his priests are well received wherever they go.

Though widely revered as a peaceful and gentle deity who alleviates suffering, Pelor also has more martial aspects. He brings his wrath to bear on darkness and evil, and he invigorates and heals those who champion the cause of good.

Pelor teaches that the energy of life originates from the sun. This light brings strength to the weak and health to the injured, while destroying darkness and evil. He urges his followers to challenge the forces of corruption aggressively, but also to remember that just as staring at the sun can cause blindness of the eyes, relentless attention to the destruction of negative forces can blind the heart to the true essentials of life: kindness, mercy, and compassion.

Pelor’s clerics favor yellow garb. They are usually kindly people with backbones of steel. They are primarily nurturers and protectors, but when the time comes to bear arms they are not afraid to do so. They use their powers to heal, nourish, and otherwise aid the needy, while practicing the skills needed to protect their charges should they be threatened. Many clerics of Pelor leave their pastoral duties and go to explore far lands in an effort to drive off harmful beings and spread their deity’s gifts to all who need them.

Temples to Pelor tend to be tall, airy, and blindingly white. They are usually placed so the sun shines into most of their rooms throughout the day. They often feature open, sunny courtyards as well. Pelor’s temples are always kept scrupulously clean, and many of them of have wings that house hospitals.

St. Cuthbert

Intermediate Diety

St. Cuthbert of the Cudgel

Portfolio:

Common sense, wisdom, zeal, honesty, truth, and discipline

Alignment:

Lawful Neutral

Domains:

Destruction, Domination, Law, Protection, Strength

Favored Weapon:

Mace

Symbol:

Ruby-studded starburst

Worshipers:

Fighters, monks, judges, constables

Home Plane:

Arcadia

The deity of retribution, St. Cuthbert (saint cuhth-burt), takes many forms. He often masquerades as a common yokel or whitehaired, mustached man in plate mail. He usually carries his famous mace.

St. Cuthbert exacts revenge and just punishment on those who transgress the law. Becauseevil creatures more commonly and flagrantly violate laws than good creatures do, St. Cuthbert favors good over evil, though he is not good himself. He may have once been a mortal man (as his worshipers claim), but if so it was long ago and from an unknown branch of humanity.

The words of St. Cuthbert are wise, practical, and sensible. Among his followers, the Word of the Cudgel is law, and his followers take pains to spread the word so that may all may benefit from St. Cuthbert’s wisdom. Weakness in faith and acting against the Saint’s teachings are intolerable, especially in believers. St. Cuthbert exhorts his followers to make increasing efforts to bring unbelievers into the fold. Honesty, truthfulness, practicality, and reasonability are the highest virtues, says St. Cuthbert.

Clerics of the Cudgel are stern folk who speak their minds plainly. They do not suffer fools and disapprove of those who backslide in faith. They train in the arts of war and keep themselves physically fit. Many serve as constables, detectives, judges, and bounty hunters.

Temples of St. Cuthbert are always solid and imposing. Their entrances or facades invariably feature inscriptions of quotations attributed to the Cudgel. These can be inspirational, such as:“Chaos and evil prevail where good folk do nothing.” Or even threatening, such as: “Obstinacy brings lumps to the heads of the unfaithful.”

Tamara

Lesser Deity

Her Beneficence, Her Mercy

Portfolio:

Life, light, mercy

Alignment:

Neutral good

Domains:

Dragon, Family, Good, Healing, Strength, Sun

Favored Weapon:

Scimitar or Claw

Symbol:

Seven-pointed star on field of black

Worshipers:

Good dragons, healers, those desiring mercy

Home Plane:

Elysium

Tamara is the kindest and most benevolent of the draconic deities. Some mistake this quality for weakness, though such beings don’t make the same error twice. She appears as a luminously beautiful silver dragon, her eyes shining with the brightness of the sun itself.

Tamara believes in mercy, both in life and in death. Not only does she heal the sick and tend the injured, she delivers a merciful end to those dragons nearing the end of their natural lives. She fiercely detests those who artificially prolong the life of a dragon, particularly when it is against that dragon’s will.

Tamara’s clerics are healers, but also deliverers of death to those who try to escape it. They prefer to destroy any undead they encounter, particularly draconic undead (such as dracoliches).

Though a peaceful and merciful faith, the worshipers of Tamara do not hesitate to stand against evil or tyranny. Tamara counts Pelor among her staunchest allies and Falazure, Hextor, Nerull, and Erythnul among her enemies.

Tiamat

Lesser Diety

The Chromatic Dragon, Queen of the Evil Dragons

Portfolio:

Evil dragons, conquest

Alignment:

Lawful Evil

Domains:

Destruction, Dragon, Evil, Greed, Hatred, Law, Skalykind, Tyranny, Trickery

Favored Weapon:

Heavy pick or Claw

Symbol:

Five-headed dragon

Worshipers:

Evil dragons, conquerors

Home Plane:

Baator

Tiamat (tee-ah-mat), like her archrival, Bahamut, is revered as a deity in many locales. All evil dragons pay homage to Tiamat; green and blue dragonsacknowledge her sovereignty the most readily. Good dragons have a healthy respect for Tiamat, though they usually avoid mentioning her or even thinking about her.

In her natural form, Tiamat is a thick-bodied dragon with five heads and a wyvern’s tail. Each head is a different color: white, black, green, blue, and red. Her massive body is striped in those colors.

Tiamat has many consorts, include great wyrm dragons of the white, black, green, blue, and red types.

Tiamat concerns herself with spreading evil, defeating good, and propagating evil dragons. She enjoys razing the occasional village, city, or country, but only as a diversion from her subtle, worldspanning plots. She is the villain who lurks in the shadows. Her presence is felt but seldom seen.

Tiamat constantly seeks to extend the power and dominion of evil dragons over the land, particularly when her subjects find themselves embroiled in territorial disputes with good dragons. Tiamat also unfailingly demands reverence, homage, and tribute from her subjects.

Like Bahamut, Tiamat has few clerics and even fewer temples. She accepts only evil clerics. Tiamat’s clerics, like Tiamat herself, seek to place the world under the domination of evil dragons.

Though most evil dragons honor Tiamat, few keep shrines dedicated to her in their lairs because they don’t want Tiamat’s greedy eyes gazing at their treasure hoards. Instead, they dedicate vast, gloomy caverns to their deity and keep them stocked with treasure and sacrifices.

Vecna

Lesser Diety

The Maimed Lord, The Whispered One, The Master of All That Is Secret and Hidden

Portfolio:

Destructive and evil secrets

Alignment:

Neutral Evil

Domains:

Destiny, Evil, Knowledge, Madness, Magic, Planning, Tyranny,

Favored Weapon:

Dagger

Symbol:

Left hand clutching an eyeball

Worshipers:

Wizards, sorcerers, conspirators

Home Plane:

Material Plane

Vecna (veck-nuh), deity of secrets, was once a mortal king who became a lich. He usually appears as a lich who is missing his left hand and left eye. He lost his hand and eye in a fight with his traitorous lieutenant, Kas. Vecna rules that which is not meant to be known and that which people wish to keep secret.

Vecna plots the destruction of the other deities so that he may take the world for himself.

According to Vecna, there exists a secret that can destroy any being, no matter how powerful that being is. In the middle of every heart hides a seed of darkness kept hidden from all but the self. Finding that secret evil and exploiting it is the key to undoing one’s enemies. Strength and power, says Vecna, come from knowing and controlling what others do not. He also admonishes his followers never to reveal all that they know.

Vecna’s clerics subvert governments, seduce good folk to evil, and plot the eventual control of the world. Naturally, these plans mean that their lives are forfeit if they are discovered, and they are very secretive to prevent this. They can be found in any part of the world, spreading evil or looking for documents or items that date back to their master’s ancient empire. Of particular interest are their master’s relics (his hand and eye), which have once againbeen lost. Black and red are their favored colors.

Vecna’s priesthood is made up of isolated cells of cultists who seek dark, arcane secrets to further their evil schemes. Temples to Vecna serve as bases and safe houses for his clerics. They are always well hidden and warded against unauthorized entry. They usually also include vast archivesof information, secrets that Vecna’s clerics have uncovered over the centuries.

Wee Jas

Greater Diety

The Witch Goddess, The Ruby Sorceress, The Stern Lady, Death’s Guardian

Portfolio:

Magic, death, vanity, and law

Alignment:

Lawful Neutral

Domains:

Death, Domination, Law, Magic, Mind, Planning, Tyranny

Favored Weapon:

Dagger

Symbol:

Red skull wreathed in flame

Worshipers:

Necromancers, wizards

Home Plane:

Acheron

Wee Jas (wee jass), deity of death and magic, is most often portrayed as a stunning woman dressed in a beautiful gown, wearing some piece of jewelry with a skull motif. Wee Jas is a demanding deity who expects obedience from her followers. She respects Boccob, but the two do not have an alliance.

Wee Jas promotes using spells and magic items (though many of her followers insist she favors the creation of such things).

Wee Jas tells her followers that magic is the key to all things. Wee Jas promises that understanding, personal power, security, order, and control over fate come with the study of magic. She admonishes her followers to respect those who came before, because they left their knowledge and died to make room for them. She reminds them that death is inevitable, but she promises that their learning and memory will be honored by those who come after.

Wee Jas’s priesthood has a strict h

ierarchy. Her clerics are known for their discipline and obedience to their superiors. Clerics of Wee Jas arbitrate disputes, give advice on magic, investigate magical curiosities, create magic items, and administer funerals. Clerics of lower level are expected to defer to ones of higher level at all times. They wear black or gray robes.

Temples to Wee Jas are few and far between, but she counts many powerful sorcerers and wizards (especially necromancers) among her worshipers. Most of her temples are located in or near graveyards or catacombs, and they always contain crypts where powerful wizards are buried. They also contain extensive libraries of arcane lore and large collections of items that once belonged to great wizards from past eras.

Yondalla

Greater Diety

The Protector and Provider, The Nurturing Matriarch, The Blessed One

Portfolio:

Halflings, protection, fertility

Alignment:

Lawful Good

Domains:

Community, Courage, Creation, Good, Law, Protection

Favored Weapon:

Short sword

Symbol:

Shield bearing cornucopia

Worshipers:

Halflings, explorers, pioneers

Home Plane:

Celestia

The deity of halflings, Yondalla (yon-dah-lah), appears as a strong female halfling, with a proud bearing. She dresses in green, yellow, and brown, and always carries a shield. Yondalla is the creator and protector of the halfling race.

Yondalla espouses harmony within the halfling race and stalwart defense against its enemies. She urges her people to work with others but to remain true to their halfling heritage. Most halflings heed this advice, which allows them to form close-knit enclaves where halflings are welcomed, even when they have settled in areas where other creatures predominate. Yondalla also teaches that opportunities are there to be seized, which leads most halflings to be both adaptable and somewhat opportunistic. Yondalla brooks no evil among halflings, but she does not despise any halfling. Rather, she seeks to guide halflings who have lost their way back to their homes and friends.

Clerics of Yondalla are concerned with all areas of halfling life, except for thievery. (Thievery arises among halflings, the clerics say, from a too-liberal interpretation of Yondalla’s advice about seizing opportunities.) Yondalla’s clerics officiate at weddings and funerals, bless crops and new ventures, and lay plans for community defense.

Temples dedicated to Yondalla are often set amid bountiful gardens or farm fields. They always contain storehouses stuffed with food and other necessities, They also contain armories and fortified sections where local halflings can safely ride out natural disasters or enemy attack.

Zuoken

Demigod

Master of Da'Shon and Edel, Servant of the Lady, the Survivor

Portfolio:

Monks, mental powers.

Alignment:

True Neutral

Domains:

Knowledge, Mind, Strength, War

Favored Weapon:

Nunchaku

Symbol:

Striking Fist

Worshipers:

Monks, Psions

Home Plane:

Prime Material

Once a human martial artist, Zuoken attained such mental and physical perfection that he ascended into godhood several centuries ago. His clerics watch over psionic creatures, safeguarding them from harm and offering psionic training to all who show aptitude. Zuoken encourages his followers to be disciplined, serene masters of their minds and bodies. His symbol is a striking fist, and his favored weapon is the nunchaku.

Zuoken’s followers study his harmonious philosophies at the foot of a master, often in a monastery far from civilization. Training consists of long dialogues between master and students, punctuated by rigorous practice sessions and physical conditioning. Zuoken sends his followers into the world to improve themselves and advance the cause of psionics. Typical missions include rescuing a psionic family from superstitious villagers, hunting down a mind flayer assassin with a taste for psion brains, and finding a longlost psionic artifact known as the Orb of Gerendelik.

Prayers to Zuoken are short and poetic, and many use strange sentence structure, mixing up the words in a way confusing to nonbelievers. A common beginning to a prayer is “Zuoken, me to the pinnacle take . . .” Zuoken’s monasteries are generally far from civilization, but because they serve as psionic training centers, their locations are not secret. Many temples are guarded by an order of monks, the Fists of Zuoken, who are drawn by the demigod’s serene philosophy.

The followers of Zuoken make a point of meditating at every full moon, because it is said that Zuoken himself ascended to godhood by climbing a silvery staircase to the moon. Zuoken generally sends a thought slayer as his herald. His planar allies are rasts, couatls, and Huge elementals of any kind.