Tales from the Road Less Traveled
Gods and Other Beings
|Symbol||A Disk Representing the Rising Sun|
|Portfolio||Spring, dawn, birth, renewal|
|Domains||All, Astral, Charm, Creation, Elemental, Healing, Plant, Sun, Weather|
|Favored Weapon||Morning Star|
Lathander (pronounced lah-THAN-der), whose title is The Morninglord, was the neutral good aspect of Amaunator, worshiped in earlier days as a deity of creativity, dawn, renewal, birth, athletics, spring, self-perfection, vitality and youth. He favored those who dispelled the undead and blessed those who planted new life. Lathander was also the god called upon to bless birth and fertility related ceremonies.
Moradin, pronounced (mor-uh-din), is the chief deity in the dwarven pantheon. A harsh but fair judge, he is strength and force of will embodied. Moradin inspire dwarven inventions and constantly seeks to improve that race, encouraging their good nature, intelligence, and harmonious existence with other good races while battling their pride and isolationist tendencies. Moradin’s holy day is on the crescent moon and he is worshiped at forges and hearths.
|Title(s)||Tulu, Clulu, Clooloo, Cthulu, Cthullu, C’thulhu, Cighulu, Cathulu, C’thlu, Kathulu, Kutulu, Kthulhu, Q’thulu, K’tulu, Kthulhut, Kutu, Kulhu, Kutunluu, Ktulu, Cathulu, Cuitiliú, Thu Thu and in many other ways. It is often preceded by the epithet Great, Dead, or Dread.|
|Portfolio||Horror, Insanity, Madness, Pain, Terror|
|Domains||Destruction, Evil, Madness, Water|
Cthulhu (pronounced KAH-THOO-LOO) is the Great Old One, Himself, living in death-like slumber at the bottom of the sea. He waits in His home of R’lyeh until the day when the stars are right. No mortal can dare describe in any accuracy what Cthulhu and the other Old Ones look like, but one cultist, Old Castro, came close: Although all of them describe him as resembling a corpulent mind flayer with far more tentacles, and wings that stretch for nearly a thousand feet, while he himself stands at least five hundred feet tall.
“They were not composed altogether of flesh and blood. They had shape…but that shape was not made of matter. When the stars were right, They could plunge from world to world through the sky; but when the stars were wrong, They could not live. But although They no longer lived, They would never really die. They all lay in stone houses in Their great city of R’lyeh, preserved by the spells of mighty Cthulhu for a glorious resurrection when the stars and the earth might once more be ready for Them.”
Vecna the Maimed lord described Cthulhu several times in the book of vile darkness an excerpt of such being “It would be a mistake to call Cthulhu evil, for he is beyond such petty concepts, he has mastered magic, psionics, divinity, and technology in such a way that lesser beings are incapable of understanding.”
None can truly understand the minds of the Old Ones, much less Cthulhu, Himself. All humans can comprehend is that, right now, He desires His freedom from His prison-home, R’lyeh. He possesses a vast empire across the multiverse, and his work can be found wherever a far realm exists. From Oerth, to Faerun, to Eberron. From the scheming pits of Baator, to the Fields of Arborea. From the order of mechanus, to the chaos of limbo. Cthulhu’s touch is everywhere. Thus one can expect he could very possibly wish to expand his dominion.
Clergy and Temples
Many wonder why people bother worshiping Cthulhu for they believe that He will destroy all human-kind regardless of where they stand. Despite this, those who worship Him do so in the hope that they will be spared once He awakens. Old Castro again has something to say on the matter.
“Some force from outside must serve to liberate their bodies. The spells that preserved Them intact likewise prevented them from making an initial move.”
Whatever the cause, there are a few groups of worshipers hidden throughout the world. There are, however, few clerics of Cthulhu because He doesn’t bother giving mortals any of His divine power, leaving His clerics without spells or other class features, just like an ex-cleric would be. Praying to Cthulhu also doesn’t seem to serve a purpose; indeed, any action taken for or against Him have no real result. As such, most people find Cthulhu worship a pointless venture, but that doesn’t stop those who do, mainly because they’re already insane…However it has been found that recently all his worshippers do in fact gain spells, but they do not come from Cthulhu, they come from his servants Father Dagon and Mother Hydra, who are themselves demigods in power.
|Title(s)||One-Eye, He Who Never Sleeps, the One-Eyed God, He Who Watches|
|Symbol||An unblinking eye|
|Portfolio||Orcs, conquest, strength, survival, territory|
|Domains||Cavern, Chaos, Evil, Hatred, Orc, Strength, War|
Gruumsh appears as a powerful orc with one eye. A figure of fury and driven cruelty, Gruumsh rules his pantheon with brute power. He is envisioned with one eye by all who named him a god and was a deity mainly worshipped by orcs and orogs.
Gruumsh’s divine realm is the Iron Fortress in Nishrek. In the standard cosmology represented by the Greyhawk and Planescape campaign settings, Nishrek is a part of Acheron, while in the Forgotten Realms cosmology this is a plane of its own. Gruumsh shares his home in the Iron Fortress with his son Bahgtru and his lieutenant Ilneval.
Nishrek was once a dimension in the Astral Sea, until Gruumsh used all of his power to throw his entire realm (literally) at Chernoggar in an attempt to defeat Bane and become sole God of War. The two dimensions fused together after the impact, and the two Gods have been in an eternal state of war ever since. Gruumsh lives in Chernoggar now, in a tower of skulls in the middle of what was once Nishrek. It is rumored, but never proven, that other Gods helped Gruumsh when he threw Nishrek at Chernoggar in an attempt to defeat, or at least distract, Bane to prevent the Black Lord from invading other realms.
As orcs that are not clerics or adepts are forbidden to speak his name, Gruumsh is also known as “One-Eye,” “The One-Eyed God,” “He-Who-Never-Sleeps,” and “He-Who-Watches.”
Clergy and Temples
Gruumsh’s priests wear dark red vestments, war helms, and black plate mail. His sacred animal is the giant rat. His holy day is the new moon, and he is worshipped in orcish lairs. A sacrifice of blood is made to him monthly.
Zargon was the original ruler of the Nine Hells.