Laranna's GemStone III Lair

Liabo

"Among the Gods of Light are Arkati who typify what mortals most often view as "good," including virtues, good-fortune, strength, growth, and life. These Gods draw their strength most commonly from the faith of their worshippers, although some draw strength from some more abstract source." - excerpt from The Arkati by Stump Stumblebum

The Pantheon of Liabo has been, throughout history, the sect of dieties that we mortals most commonly worship. They are publicly advocated by political figures in Elanthia, as well as social organizations such as Houses and the Order of Voln.

Shrines to almost every Liabo god can be found throughout the lands in easy-to-reach public places, whereas those shrines dedicated to Lornon gods are often hidden and shunned. Symbols, relics and medallions of the Liabo gods can be readily purchased at the local cleric's shop. These emblems can be worn or carried to show your dedication to your chosen diety.

Below is a quick-referance guide to the Gods of Liabo. Click their names to get the thorough description of each.

The Gods of Liabo
Charl God of the Sea, "the Destroyer"
Cholen God of festivals, performing arts, "the Bard"
Eonak Smith of the Gods, husband to Imaera
Imaera Goddess of plants, animals and the earth
Jastev God of phrophecy, visual arts and magicks
Jaston God of Air, birds, Patron of the Four Winds
Kai God of strength, prowess, athletics
Koar King of the Gods
Kuon Patron of herbs and Flowers
Leya Patron of Amazons, martial arts
Lorminstra Goddess of Winter, death and rebirth
Lumnis Goddess of learning and wisdom
Niima Patron of water, sailors, sea life
Oleani Goddess of Spring, love, fertility, femininity
Phoen God of Summer, sun, fatherhood, masculinity
Ronan God of night, sleep, dreams, visions
Tilamaire Patron of music and dance
Tonis God of speed, travel, thieves. Messanger of the Gods
Voln The Liberator of undead, Lesser God

Charl

Seaweed

Quick Referance
Name: Charl / Shaal, "The Destroyer"
Pantheon: Liabo
Title: God of the Sea
Relations: Father of Niima
Rival: N/A
Shrine: Coastal Cliffs, Ice Mule Trace Temple
Symbol: An emerald trident on a field of blue / a silver dolphin on a field of blue
Sphere: Oceans, Storms, Revolution
Manner: Stern, angry, quick-tempered
Appearance: A towering man with a beard of seaweed and algae, blue and grey robes, and wielding a trident. Charl rarely appears except in the sea or the heart of a storm, and only his lower half is a fish's tail.

Summary

God of the sea, father to Niima, he is sometimes called "The Destroyer" because his anger is like the worst sea storms. He doesn't care much for creatures on land, and is rarely seen in his human form - preferring to take the form of a Merman, whale or great dolphin. In human form, he's a burly man with blue-white hair and beard, pale skin and blue eyes which reflect his moody demeanor. He weilds a great trident of greenish alloy set with emerald points. His shrine is located along the Coastal Cliffs.

Related Information

Excerpt from the Lost Scrolls of the Sages

Living apart from his brethren, Charl dwells constantly in the seas of Elanthia, joining the other Gods only when Koar commands. Legend holds that Koar once had to send for Charl six times before he appeared. When Koar demanded to know why he was so disobedient, Charl replied that he was always the most obedient of Koar's servants, but that the waters of the six oceans of the world flowed through his veins, and none could come without the others.

Charl is a dark and violent god, and is renowned for his drastic mood swings. He cares little for the land dwelling races on Elanthia, and is as likely to swat a nearby ship with a storm as he is to let it pass untouched. Because of this he is feared by seamen, and few pray to him for fear they might attract his attention. For the same reason clerics serving Charl, although seldom welcome, rarely come to harm in any place frequented by seamen.

He is also the god of storms of all sorts, and more than one despotic tyrant, overthrown by an angry mob marching under a stormy sky, has sworn that it was Charl's hand that laid him low.

Some clergy contend that Charl is at heart a God of Darkness. Still, there is little doubt that he swears fealty to Koar, and for that reason, if for no other, he is numbered with the Gods of Light.

"Charl's Story"
-a story related Lady Laranna MacRoy Raevhaz

Mapper asks, "What's the story o' Charl, that ye mentioned?"

Laranna says, "Well.. tis a long an' sad one.. " She furrows her brow, probably adding a wrinkle or two in the process and says, "He was once verra jovial an' warm..th' seas flourished in his powers..calm an' plentiful they were. Th' sea was his life.. but alas he was lonely.."

Laranna sighs sadly as Mapper says, "I know the feelin'..." Laranna nods. "So.. one day he d'cided t'take on mortal form as a sailor from a country far east o' Elanthia. On th' docks he wandered..takin in th' sights an' smells o' th' mortal world. When he came upon th' mos' beautiful lass he had e'er seen sellin cockles from a wee battered cart."

Laranna says "So he bought some fro' her.. an' struck up a conversation.. Th' lass, endowed wi' th' gods charms, even in mortal form," Laranna smiles softly, "eventually then fell in love an' were married.. she was soon wi' a bairn..

She sighs and says, "Th' coasts soon began t'b'come o'er run wi' Sea nymph's an other creatures. Th' Merchant Road where she had worked was bein' invaded almos' daily. So..in an effort t'take her t'a safer place.. he bundled up his pregnant mortal wife..an' set sail on a great ship he had built...but... " She sighs sadly, "..in his dedication to th' mortal lass.. he soon forgot his seas. They b'came rough an' choppy.. th' seas we know t'day. They were jealous o' this mortal lass an' th' Gods preoccupation wi' her.."

Laranna softly says, "....an' twas th' seas who took her away from him. Takin' thier ship far far below th' ocean depths. Charl was hurt beyon all b'lief, an shed many a tear... s'pposedly tis why th'ocean is salty"

She continues, "Long he suffered.. an' took it out on sailors an' mortals. Fer he was pained an' knew twas his fault. But he coulna' come t'grips wi' it.."

"Eventually.. he was taken pity upon. Some wee mermaids... Sea elves, distant relatives o' m'kin so tis said..had raises a wee baby. Tha' wee baby was Niima.. Charl an' th' mortal lasses baby daughter"

"These mermaids raised Niima an' when she was nae but 3 feet tall..let her t'th' dolphins.. who are also s'pposed t'be distant kin o' th' elves.. " Laranna adds as a side thought.

"Th' dolphins.. in thier kindhearted ways.. made Charl aware o' his daughter..an' reunited th' family.'" Mapper smiles thoughtfully at her words. .

"E'er since.. Niima has been th' softer side o' Charl.Savin' sailors an th' like from th' seas cruel fate. Th' verra fate tha' took away her mother.

"An', if ye look verra' closely while at Charl's shrine.. ye can seea hint o' th' warmth an' love o' th' god tha' used to be. Fer one o' th' dolphins is said t'be Charl's wife.. th' mother o' Niima. Reborn an' reshaped..t'watch o'er th' sad family."

"An t'this day.. th' dolphins still swim playfully, hopin t'crack a smile an' shed warmth "

"Such is th' tale as I know it," Laranna concludes with a melancholy smile, the same smile echoed on Mapper's face as well.

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Cholen

Quick Referance
Name: Cholen / Keiron "The Bard"
Pantheon: Liabo
Title: God of humor, festivals and preforming arts
Relations: Son of Imaera and Eonak, younger brother of Jastev
Rival: N/A
Shrine: Hall of Arts - IceMule Trace Temple
Symbol: A crimson lute on a field of gold
Sphere: Festivals, Performing Arts, Humor
Manner: Playful, Mocking
Appearance: Arrayed in fine but exaggerated clothing, Cholen's favors a great cloak with patches of every color and shape imaginable. He appears as a tall, slight young man with blue eyes and flowing dark brown hair pulled back into a ponytail.

Summary

God of festivals, and performing arts, "The Bard". He has a beautiful singing voice and is said to play various musical instruments. He's the opposite of his older brother, Jastev, God of visual arts and magic. Cheerful and mischevious, he's called upon to bless wine and aid with recovery from hangovers. He's been known to seduce mortals, sometimes in the form of a woman just for fun. He appears in mortal form as a tall, slight young man with blue eyes and flowing dark brown hair pulled back into a ponytail.

Related Information

Excerpt from the Lost Scrolls of the Sages

Cholen is the God of Festivals and the performing arts. Offspring of Imaera and Eonak, and younger brother to Jastev.

Patron of celebrations and all that goes with them, Cholen is renowned for his bright demeanor, his mastery of music, song, and dance, and of his mischievous nature. All performing skills commonly seen at festivals fall within his domain, and muttered prayers to Cholen are not uncommon among jugglers, actors, and bards who frequently perform at them.

The many comedies whose plots revolve around mistaken identity and cross-gender disguises owe their basis, at least in part, to Cholen's penchant for cross-gender pranks, although his disguises are generally acknowledged as being more complete than most acting troupes could ever manage.

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Eonak

Quick Referance
Name: Eonak / Iorake
Pantheon: Liabo
Title: God of craftsmanship and labor. Smith of the Gods
Relations: Husband to Imaera
Rival: N/A
Shrine: Hall of Arts - IceMule Trace, Lake Eonak, Workshop in the Catacombs
Symbol: A golden anvil on a field of brown.
Sphere: Craftsmanship, Labor, Triumph over Adversity
Manner: Impatient, surly, distracted
Appearance: Eonak is heavily muscled, either a short thirty-something Man or large Dwarf, and wears the leather garments of a blacksmith. His left arm is missing, replaced by a veil iron prosthetic and has black hair and deep brown eyes

Summary

Smith of the gods, husband to Imaera. While strong, he is no match for Kai. He is extremely skilled in his craft however, and has made all the weapons used by the gods of Liabo. Being a master of his work, ever intent on producing the best quality possible, this has made him somewhat of a recluse, keeping to his smithy and avoiding social settings. Appearing thirty-something, burly, with black hair and deep brown eyes, he is an imposing sight which offsets his gentle nature.

Related Information

Excerpt from the Lost Scrolls of the Sages

Eonak is the Artificer of the gods. He is the Consort of Imaera.

Maker of all of the fantastic items used by the gods, Eonak spends most of his time at his forge. He is more at home there than anywhere else, and at times only a decree from Koar or the soft words of Imaera can separate him from it.

Often considered a strange pairing, Imaera and Eonak are each masters of crafting, although their choices of substances is vastly different. Imaera's crafting is of living things, of cycles and seasons and balance.Eonak's crafting is of inanimate things, yet even as Imaera's, his creations must fulfill their purposes, achieve a balance of beauty and utility, and all, even as Imaera's do, contain some part of him that marks them as creations of Eonak's hand.

Eonak personifies success won by hard work rather than natural gifts alone. Legend differ as to how Eonak lost his arm, but all agree that the veil iron arm he spent lifetimes crafting is the greatest piece of craftsmanship ever under taken and serves him better than the original.

[Catacombs, Secret Workshop]
This seems to be a secret workshop of some sort. Weapons in various states of completion are held in locked vises atop a large wooden workbench. Shelves filled with finely made tools line the walls. Against one corner leans a huge broadsword, the hugest you have ever seen. You also see a plain iron cresset in the shape of a trident bolted to the center of the wall and containing a pale, flickering flame and a rectangular depression in one of the walls.

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Imaera

Goddess of plants, animals and earth

Quick Referance
Name: Imaera / Illoura
Pantheon: Liabo
Title: Goddess of Autumn, plants, animals and earth
Relations: Wife of Eonak
Rival: N/A
Shrine: Silver Lake, Hall of Seasons - IceMule Trace Temple
Symbol: A golden sheaf of grain on a field of green / a brown doe on a field of green
Sphere: Autumn, Harvest, Healing, Plants and Animals
Manner: Exuberant
Appearance: A young hazel eyed, auburn haired woman, often elven, dressed in robes of green and brown with leaves and flowers.

Summary

Gentle goddess of plants, animals and the earth. She wears robes of green and brown, and adorns her auburn hair with flowers and leaves - when she isn't in deer form. Her eyes are wide and hazel colored, framed by soft features. She is honored at harvest festivals for her bountiful contributions of our land. Her husband is Eonak the Smith.

Related Information

From the Lost Scrolls of the Sages

Imaera is the Goddess of the Nature and Autumn. While Oleani's realm is cultivation and the fertility of mortals, Imaera's realm is the wilds and unfettered nature. Her consort is Eonak, without who's rocky soil, no plant could grow.

As the Goddess of Life and of growing things, hers are the plants and animals native to the land. Credited with the creation of most of the species on Elanthia, and with several of the human-like races, she is the mistress of shaping flesh, bone, and plant to suit any need. As such her blessing is often sought by those who practice the healing arts.

Imaera is also the Goddess of the Harvest and so of the bounty which the land produces in its cycle of life. While Oleani oversees cultivation and agriculture, the final blessing of Imaera is needed for the spark of life. Because of this she is often honored in autumn festivals.

All of the aspects of Imaera are in direct opposition to the twisting and deformation of life forms practiced by some of the Dark Gods, and of the senseless destruction of life and land that most of their minions undertake as a matter of course.

The elves ascribe to her a brown doe on a field of green and her symbol is a golden sheaf of grain on a field of green when she is worshipped by farmers.

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Jastev

Crystal Ball

Quick Referance
Name: Jastev / Jaysek
Pantheon: Liabo
Title: God of phrophecy, visual arts and magicks
Relations: Older brother of Chalon
Rival: N/A
Shrine: Hall of the Arts - IceMule Trace Temple
Symbol: A black artist's brush on a field of grey / a silver crystal ball on a field of grey
Sphere: Visual Art, Prophecy
Manner: Most often Sad, with fits of Inspiration and Joy
Appearance: A pale man dressed in drab colors. His age varies from the youngest of boys to the oldest of greybeards, but usually seen with sensual hazel eyes and dark brown hair.

Summary

God of visual arts and magic, elder brother to Cholen, God of festivals and performing. He rivals Kai's good looks with his own sensual hazel eyes, dark brown hair, fair skin and lean, handsome frame. He is very serious, sometimes sullen and morbid and wears black or dark grey garments. He is said to have originated many of Elanthia's alphabets and runes.

Related Information

Excerpt from the Lost Scrolls of the Sages

Jastev is the God of Visual Art and Prophecy. He is the only God of Light who's company Charl regularly keeps.

Given to a somber demeanor and periods of depression, Jastev's knowledge of the future is portrayed as a double-edged sword, giving him warning of the consequences of the actions of the Dark Gods and their followers, yet also showing him more than any being would wish to know. It is said that having foreseen the end of the World and of all that he loves causes his darker moods.

His patronization of the visual arts is also attributed to his knowledge of the future, since he encourages the preservation of each moment of beauty, emotion, or tragedy for those who will come after.

Jastev is the patron of mystics and seers, and his blessing is often invoked by practitioners of the arts of foretelling. While Lumnis will provide her followers with knowledge of the skills of fishing, Jastev is not averse to giving the location of the nearest fish.

"Jastev"
by Morgann Stormcrowe, Bard

Jastev, or Jaysek in the old tongue, appears as a slender young man with a pouty, yet somber expression. His hazel eyes and dark brown hair offset his fair skin giving him a striking appearance. He moves with an unconscious grace that makes one think of a perpetual dance whose every move is in absolute harmony with the world around him. Adding all this together his beauty rivals even Kai's, but in a more subtle, sensual, and artistic fashion.

He is the brother of Cholen, the Lord of festivals and performing, and when compared to his twin he seems quite sullen and even melancholy. This is not entirely true though, as his sense of humor is rather dark and somewhat dry. His preferred colors are black and dark gray, and he is usually seen in attire of this color scheme. This only adds to the air of solitude and mystery that surrounds him.

Jastev is the patron of the visual arts and magic, and has been credited with the origination of many of Elanthia's alphabets and runes. He thoroughly enjoys dark poems and ballads, and has been known on rare occasion to pay a visit to those that truly embody their art. He has honed an almost morose sense of irony through the ages, and has developed a talent for picking out such ironies before they happen, sometimes even before Ronan himself notices the portents. A wise man is cautious of this Lord's attention, for his smile may not mean what you think it does. All of this has given him a reputation for being quite somber or even morbid.

Many practitioners of magic pay homage to Jastev, even if they follow another of the Lords. Magic is his realm and his joy, and there are few who even come close to his mastery in this field, though Lumnis and Ronan are not that far behind. Fash'lo'nae is the only one who can match Jastev, and possibly best him, in the area of magic, but the two have not often come into direct conflict with each other...yet.

Jastev can sometimes be found in the company of Ronan, helping to bolster the Dream-master in his efforts to thwart Sheru. Ronan has come to enjoy Jastev's company and dry wit, and together they share a dark sense of humor that most of the other Lords of Liabo usually find baffling or in poor taste. Together these two Lords make a fierce pair, and there are few who could hope to stand long against their combined might.

Followers who serve him especially well have been known, on occasion, to find unique runes. There is never a clue as to the exact use of these runes, in fact many have never been used for fear of wasting them. The ones that have been used have always done something beneficial for the follower, even if it is not always appropriate for the situation. It is known that these rare finds are somehow attuned to the followers family, and are just a rock for anyone else.

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Jaston

Sometimes, Jaston appears as a hawk or eagle

Quick Referance
Name: Jaston / Jaynor
Pantheon: Liabo
Title: God of Air, birds, follower of the Four winds, seasons
Relations: N/A
Rival: N/A
Shrine: N/A
Symbol: A soaring hawk on a field of blue
Sphere: N/A
Manner: Reflective, somber
Appearance: Late teens, long brown hair, hazel eyes and slender build, green breeches and many colored feathered bands about his head arms and wrists

Summary

Follower of the Four winds, patron of the birds. In mortal form he dons green breeches and many colored feathered bands about his head, arms and wrists. He is lighthearted and playful, appearing about to be in his late teens. With long brown hair, hazel eyes and slender build, Jaston is handsome in a boyish way.

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Kai

Shield

Quick Referance
Name: Kai / Cay
Pantheon: Liabo
Title: God of strength, prowess and athletics
Relations: Father of Leya
Rival: V'Tull
Shrine: Hall of the Body - IceMule Trace Temple, Velnalin shrine
Symbol: A silver arm with fist clenched on a field of crimson
Sphere: Strength, Athletic Prowess, Skill at Arms
Manner: Carefree, brave, agressive
Appearance: A young man of epic build, with strong and carefree features. Kai is always dressed in light armor and is never without a weapon of some sort. He appears to be a lean muscular young man with azure eyes and brown curly hair.

Summary

Lord of strength and athletics, none can defeat him in unarmed combat. Considered by many to be the most handsome of the gods, he's a known seducer and has fathered many mortal children, and is the father of Leya. He appears to be a lean muscular young man with azure eyes and brown curly hair. He wears only a short blue tunic off one shoulder, his favorite weapon, a spear.

Related Information

From the Lost Scrolls of the Sages

Kai is the God of physical strength and athletic prowess.

Kai has been beaten once in armed combat by Koar, and fought once to a standstill against V'tull. Beyond these two instances every opponent Kai has faced has fallen before him. Legend holds that in the Ur-Daemon war, Kai slew more of the enemy than any Drake did, despite their awesome might.

Kai's joy of physical combat is such that only Koar's injunctions keep him from constant battle with the Gods of Darkness. As an alternative he often roams Elanthia looking for unsuspecting mortals to toy with in physical 'contests' of one sort or another.

Kai's blessing is often invoked at contests of physical prowess and his clerics name their maces, cast in the same shape, the Fists of Kai.

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-a post by Katerin De-Rue Silverdale

I for one have had a personal encounter with High Master Kai...he came ta me ta teach me a lesson in humility an' ta remind me that I've much ta learn in my quest for perfection in the art of combat. 'Twas a very enlightenin' experience, an' certainly vouches for the fact that the gods an' goddesses of the lands will from time ta time make their presence known should they have ocassion ta.

Facts & Rumors

One of the rituals of The Order of Voln is to fight Kai so that one can show prowess, dedication and endurance.

It is rumored that the statues found about that lands that when rubbed, cast a Powerful spell upon you, are statues created in the likeness of Kai. Examine or look at your statue next time and see what you think.

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Koar

King of Liabo and Lornon

Quick Referance
Name: Koar / Kuor
Pantheon: Liabo
Title: King of the Gods
Relations: Husband of Lumnis, father of Lorminstra and twins Ronan and Phoen
Rival: N/A
Shrine: Hall of the King - IceMule Trace Temple
Symbol: A golden crown, often set on a circle of white.
Sphere: Justice, Loyalty, Law
Manner: Commanding, detached, weary
Appearance: A huge man upon a throne, contemplating fate of all things. Flowing grey hair and beard, shaggy brows, a deeply creased forehead, and weary grey eyes. Koar wears a golden crown and is usually seen in a flowing toga-like garment.

Summary

King of the Gods, Ruler of Liabo, husband to Lumnis, Goddess of wisdom and learning. Almost never intervenes in the affairs of mortals but keeps the other gods, of Liabo at least, more or less in line. He never interferes with Lorminstra, however. He appears as a muscular man of middle years, and has a thick mane of flowing snow-white hair. His eyes are greyish, skin ruddy, and is usually seen in a flowing toga-like garment.

Related Materials

From the Lost Scrolls of the Sages

Koar is the King of the Gods. Once he ruled all the Arkati and he is still the titular head of both the Light and Dark Gods. In practice, however, his direct control is only over the Gods of Light. Not since the fall of the Drakes in the Ur-Daemon War has Koar rallied all the gods too him, and none knows for sure if he could unify the Arkati now, no matter what the cause. Still, it is said that as long as Koar lives, the Gods of Light and Dark will never face each other in open war.

Legend holds that Koar sits on a great throne carved from the stone heart of the world extending up through the tallest mountain in Elanthia. He rarely leaves his throne, and spends most of his time slumbering or brooding. Even when he sleeps, one eye is always slightly open, and while Koar may not intervene in the affairs of gods or mortals often, there is little that escapes his notice.

The sages say that the mountains of Elanthia rise and fall as Koar's brow furrows. One day, it is said, when the Gods of Darkness no longer vex their king, and when mortals no longer wage petty wars, the mountains will sink back into the ground and all the world will be a fertile plain. Earthquakes are attributed to Koar shifting restlessly, and before Koar's brow is smoothed, legend holds he will rise from his throne in wrath, shaking the greatest fortresses to rubble. The prophecy is silent as to who or what will be the object of his ire.

Some common folk believe that Koar is not an Arkati, but actually the last of the Great Drakes. No respected scholar actually believes such nonsense, obviously born of chuckle-headed nostalgia.

Koar's blessing is often invoked during coronation ceremonies, and it is not uncommon for rulers to claim that their particular right to reign bears Koar's approval.

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Kuon

Flower pot

Quick Referance
Name: Kuon / Quen
Pantheon: Liabo
Title: Patron of herbs and flowers
Relations: N/A
Rival: N/A
Shrine: a statue is dedicated to him in the Hearthstone Herb Garden.
Symbol: a gold leaf on a field of brown
Sphere: N/A
Manner: Relaxed, nurturing
Appearance: Twenty-something, a large hulking presence - his shimmering green, amber and brown robes unable to hide his massive shoulders

Summary

Patron of herbs and flowers. He has hazel eyes, light brown hair and appears to be twenty-something, a large hulking presence - his shimmering green, amber and brown robes unable to hide his massive shoulders. Flowers grow spontaneously in his wake and go uncrushed beneath his steps. He is gentle and kind, but has a bad temper once pushed far enough.

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Leya

Quick Referance
Name: Leya / Laia
Pantheon: Liabo
Title: Patron of Amazons and martial arts
Relations: Daughter of Kai
Rival: N/A
Shrine: TBA
Symbol: a shining dagger
Sphere: N/A
Manner: N/A
Appearance: Twenty-something with azure eyes and wavy mahogony hair. She wears a belted tunic over her slender but athletic form and laced up sandals

Summary

Daughter of Kai, master of martial arts, patron of Amazons. She is a superior warrior who appears to be twenty-something with azure eyes and wavy mahogony hair. She wears a belted tunic over her slender but athletic form and laced up sandals upon her feet. She has a cool, confident demeanor and is skilled in many weapons.

Contact: Lady Deavon

Site: Shrine of Leya - Home Page

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Lorminstra

Key

Quick Referance
Name: Lorminstra / Eissa
Pantheon: Liabo
Title: Goddess of Winter, death and rebirth
Relations: Daughter of Koar and Lumnis, sister to twins Ronan and Phoen
Rival: Luukos, Amasalen, Gosaena, Shar
Shrine: Town Temple, Hall of Seasons - IceMule Trace Temple
Symbol: A golden key, or a golden key set upon a gate of black.
Sphere: Death, Rebirth, Winter, Deliverance
Manner: Somber, caring
Appearance: A blonde, woman with grey-blue eyes and of slight build and pale alabaster skin She wears two layers of robes, black over white. At her side dangles a ring of keys, one for every soul.

Summary

Goddess of Winter, Death and Rebirth, sister to Ronan, daughter of Koar and Lumnis - holds the crystal keys to the Gates of Oblivion. She is the one who determines whether a soul should be restored to its mortal body or dwell in the afterlife - unless the soul has been claimed by others and is out of her reach. She wears a flowing black hooded robes over a white gown and carries a staff of crystal. She's blonde, with grey-blue eyes and of slight build. Her pale skin reflects her somber, pensive demeanor. Her shrine is located in the town Temple, where one can donate gems or silver in an attempt to win her favor.

Relative Information

From the Lost Scrolls of the Sages

Lorminstra is the Goddess of Death/Rebirth and Winter, she is the eldest offspring of Koar and Lumnis. Lorminstra is the Goddess of Winter, that annual 'death' of nature which parallels the death and rebirth of souls.

Lorminstra is also the Guardian of Souls, and Keeper of the Ebon Gate. It is her decision whether a soul is allowed to return to Elanthia each time an appeal is made via a ritual of 'Lifegiving', and even Koar will not gainsay her decision.

Lorminstra regards Luukos' enslavement of souls to animate his undead as abominable. She supports her brother, Ronan, in his struggle against Luukos' minions, and also petitions Koar frequently to take direct measures to curb Luukos' activities.

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-a post by Lady Talesina Merridwen

I was blessed greatly by my Goddess Lorminstra, and thought I would share the story. Since early childhood I have had a great fear of the undead, a phobia in fact. Something happened when I was small, that I have repressed, and still do not remember. But the fear and terror is great. I have prayed to Lormistra for some time now. And devoted myself to Her. I have done many hard things for Her, and She has shined Her favour on my some 9 times. I leave gifts for Her often at the altar in the temple, asking for nothing but that She know I love Her. She has often spoken to my heart, and told me that She will help me overcome my fear of the undead so that I may serve her better. But my terror did nothing but grow. Still I believed Her. Today I was praying and She told me today I must start...I must try. I went with shaking body and sick stomach and bought a broadsword. For my ora one would not do. And I purchased some 300 silvers worth of petals. Not alot, but, I did not expect to last long, I knew I would fail Her. I got the broad blessed and again prayed to Her. Almost begging Her to not force me to do this. But She nudged me on. I was terrified, I thought She would remove my fear, but I was even scareder and She was telling me to go anyway. I went to Hearthstone Manor to the steps and spoke to a kind Lord. He gave me some moral support, a tickle, and a few spells to help me. I went forth. I went to the Ghosts, for I knew they were little, and my terror was big enough. And sure enough I was able to stay and release a few of them. I stayed until my blesses ran out. About 7 ghosts worth I think. I was still very scared, but I was so intent on doing what She willed that I was able to. I went back to the town later, and placed the broad on the altar as proof, and a gift to Her, to give to the one She chose to give it to. I ate some food with Her, as a celebratory feast. For I had been able to do it, despite my fear. I am still scared, and have no intention of doing it again unless She commands me. But I have learned that I can conquer my fears with Her help.

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Lumnis

Book of Wisdom

Quick Referance
Name: Lumnis / Valris, "The Wise"
Pantheon: Liabo
Title: Goddess of learning and wisdom
Relations: Wife of Koar, mother of Lorminstra and twins Ronan and Phoen
Rival: Fash'lo'nae
Shrine: Hall of the Mind - IceMule Trace Temple
Symbol: A golden scroll overlaying five conjoined circles, the circles being red, blue, black, green, and white
Sphere: Learning and wisdom - Knowledge
Manner: Serene
Appearance: A mature woman in a gossamer robe of light grey so long that her feet are never seen and the hem is lost in distant mists. Her hair is black with a single shock of gray at her forehead. She is tall and slender with ivory skin, pale grey eyes, and full red lips

Summary

Goddess of learning and wisdom, patron to scholars and masters of thought, "The Wise." Tall and slender, Lumnis's ivory skin compliment her black hair, pale grey eyes, and full red lips. She is serene, scholarly, seemingly aloof in her quiet ways. She wears flowing garments of white or light grey and is the beautiful wife of Koar.

Relative Information

From the Lost Scrolls of the Sages

Lumnis is the Goddess of Wisdom and Knowledge, and the Wife of Koar. She is not considered the "Queen" of the Gods, however. She gives counsel willingly, even to the Dark Gods, but never commands.

Lumnis' power lies in her understanding of the interrelationships of the Spheres of Knowledge and her intuitive grasp of their intricacies. Able to accomplish feats that leave even Koar amazed, she wields her knowledge with the style of an artist.

She is worshipped by scholars and practitioners of the arcane arts who explore the boundaries of their knowledge with a wonder and respect of the powers they discover. Her wisdom is also sought by fortune-tellers and all in need of guidance.

She regards Fash'lo'nae's approach to knowledge as ultimately self-destructive and unconscionable. Her disapproval of knowledge for personal gain or power is such that she has been attributed with the sudden disappearance of several notably power-hungry magic users over the centuries.

Lumnis' symbol is a golden scroll overlaying five conjoined circles, the circles being red, blue, black, green, and white - symbolizing her mastery of the Spheres of Knowledge.

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-a post by Lady Laranna MacRoy-Raevhaz, Wizard

As far as worshipping Lumnis; Each person has their own unique way o' showing thier support and beliefs in the gods. To me, Lumnis's temple is everywhere and anywhere, as she is the goddess of learning and knowledge. To learn, one must experience.. and experience can't really be contained in one place o' time. The temple o' Lumnis is the mind..the abililty to open ourselves up to be as ubiased as possible and learn, absorb and retain what has been offered to us - to learn. There, that is where we pay her most homage.

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Niima

Dolphin

Quick Referance
Name: Niima / Neela
Pantheon: Liabo
Title: Patron of water, sailors, sea life
Relations: Daughter of Charl
Rival: N/A
Shrine: Charl's shrine - Coastal Cliffs
Symbol: A grey dolphin on a field of blue
Sphere: N/A
Manner: Playful, flirtatious
Appearance: Looks somewhat spritely, with very pale skin, blue eyes, and pale blonde hair. Often appears as in dolphin form.

Summary

Mistress of the water, patroness of sailors, daughter of Charl. She acts as Charl's conscience and moderates his temper. She rescues shipwrecked sailors, but tends to save the young and handsome ones first. She looks somewhat spritely, with very pale skin, blue eyes, and pale blonde hair. A blue-green gown clings to her slender form though she appears to no more than a young girl.

Related Information

See Charl.

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Oleani

Quick Referance
Name: Oleani / Oriana
Pantheon: Liabo
Title: Goddess of Spring, love and fertility, femininity
Relations: Consort of Phoen, mother of Tonis
Rival: Ivas
Shrine: Hall of Seasons - IceMule Trace Temple
Symbol: A red heart with a budding flower growing from it
Sphere: Love, Fertility, Spring
Manner: Armorus, nurturing
Appearance: Oleani appears in many forms, but always as a woman of maddening beauty with violet, gold-flecked eyes and long golden blonde hair, very feminine and voluptious with lightly tanned skin.

Summary

Goddess of love and fertility, and things feminine. Wife of Phoen, and the most beautiful of all the goddesses of Liabo with violet, gold-flecked eyes and long golden blonde hair. She is very feminine and voluptious with lightly tanned skin. She wears a tunic or gown of shimmering white trimmed with gold. Sometimes her tunic is a sheer, revealing garment, showing her playful, lusty side. Often called upon to aid in wedding ceremonies, she grants small blessings of fertility and undying love upon the newly-wedded couple.

Related Materials

From the Lost Scrolls of the Sages

Oleani is the Goddess of Love, Fertility, and Spring. Her consort is Phoen, the Sun God. Called upon to bless weddings and birthings, Oleani represents the many aspects of Love. Her interests range from the romantic aspects of a 'respectable and proper courtship' to the sensual magnetism which may spark an illicit love affair - from the tragedy of a lover's untimely death to the joy of a new birth.

In most lands she is honored in the early spring when a celebration of new love and a ritual requesting her blessing on the fields are combined into a single holiday.

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Phoen

Quick Referance
Name: Phoen / Phaon
Pantheon: Liabo
Title: God of the sun and summer, things masculine
Relations: Consort of Oleani, father of Tonis, son of Koar and Lumnis, brother of Lorminstra, twin of Ronan
Rival: Zelia
Shrine: Hall of Seasons - IceMule Trace Temple
Symbol: A golden sunburst on a field of blue
Sphere: Sun, Summer, Fatherhood
Manner: Confident, to the point of egotism
Appearance: Phoen's features are almost identical to Ronan's, but his hair is a flowing golden, shining so brightly as to blind mortals. His eyes are a deep amber and his clothes are golden.

Summary

God of the sun, summer, and things masculine. Father of Tonis and consort of Oleani, though their relationship is a bit - looser than traditional. His eyes are a deep amber, hair flowing golden blonde. He wears only a short tunic of white cloth trimmed with gold over his tall muscular frame. Well-meaninged, Phoen tends to be often over-confident and egotistical. Representing the masculine side of fertility, he sires numberless children of Elanthia.

Related Materials

From the Lost Scrolls of the Sages

Phoen is the God of the Sun and Summer. Phoen is Consort to Oleani. He is often considered the god of 'fatherhood', given his relationship with Oleani (the goddess of fertility) and as God of the Sun he represents the masculine side of fertility. The Sun God personifies manly power, to the point that he is often egotistical. There is more than one fable of Phoen causing harm rather than good through careless use of his great power.

The warmth and light associated with the sun, as well as the fact that they are life-nurturing qualities place Phoen in direct opposition to the Dark Gods However, more often it is the Dark Gods regarding him as such that leads to conflict, rather than his desire to oppose them. He may also face them simply as a staunch ally of Oleani's.

 

"Phoen and Zelia"
-a tale retold by Lady Laranna MacRoy Raevhaz, Wizard

The great moon Liabo had already started to wane in the night sky in aquiescence to the arrival of the sun when I had decided to take a break from my studies. Wearily, I left the library and complexities of spell structure behind and headed towards Helga's for a much needed nightcap. After brushing off an invitation for a late night rendezvous from Sleepy and grim nod from Helga herself, I ordered an ale from a barmaid and found myself a seat in the rear of the tavern. Just as I settled down, my ears caught a soft and melodius voice coming from behind me. Turning and peering past a rather large human that was slumped over his grog in a state of drunkeness, I saw one of the eldest elven women I've seen. She sat hunched over, bedecked in a pale blue shawl and weatherworn tunic, her face lined and wrinkled as none I'd ever seen. But despite her aged appearance, the voice that flowed from her was ageless with enticement and allure. Tugging my chair, I moved closer to the circle of tavern patrons that surrounded her, already taken in and captured in the tale she began to weave.

The bard had me hooked, so fully enamoured by her rich voice I can only hope to relate the mythical tale as well as she had woven for us. Her voice lilted musically as told the tale, timeless and sage with it's tone. My ale, as was the drinks of the others, forgotten as the story began to unfold...

"My children, long over the years have myths been handed down from generation to generation, each embracing the tale with warmth and enthusiasm. Sometimes from a mother to her child in crib, other times over a mug of cider like I am now relating to you. In each telling the spinner merely supplies the material from which your imagination must grasp and take hold of, painting with words what you, my dears, must see as the whole portrait, a portrait that comes alive with robust colors. It is now that I will begin to paint the empty canvas and bring a spark to this tale..."

"It was a time before any mortal had known, a time before life was given breath by the gods upon our world. Long before the age of Ice, ages and eras so far from our lives today. Our planet was but a tiny ball of clay, still fresh and moist for the artistry of the gods to shape what we are, though the thought had not even occured to them yet. At that time there was no division of Pantheon's, but rather an uneasy collectiveness between the gods as a whole. Sadly.. the events of this story would help lead to the undoing of their tense, but still upheld, sence of peace."

"Kuor was recognized even then as the unofficial ruler of them all, much to many of the soon to be Lornon gods dismay and anger. Some of these gods, such as Luukos, desired his power so greatly that they blantanly and boldly countered Kuor on numerous occasions. Many a'time these disagreements led to great brawls where the stars and heavens themselves would tremble and darken in fear of the power of their rage. During this period suspicion and mistrust began to creep in, taking hold and festering within thier souls. Covertly, alliances began to form and friends turned foe, though many remained neutral, or were just to self absorbed to take a stand for either side."

"So heavily were the gods embroiled in the politics or thier own matters, they were slow to realize that there had been a love blooming between two of gods from each side."

"Phoen and Zelia had found themselves falling hard for each other, for they fit together, literally, as well as night and day. Phoen was the sun to Zelia's moon, and together there passion kindled the hot fires of the sun and brought chills to the cool night's moon."

"Phoen was a romantic lot, much in the way of Cholen who often wrote beautiful lyrics to Phoen's musings about Zelia. Phoen was truly smitten and would tantalize her with feats of prowess and his talents with the cosmos. Zelia was blissfully taken with him, her grey eyes always bright and lumniscent when she was in his presence. He complimented her on her luxurious silvery hair and statuesque frame, her tinkling laugh, and her adventurous disposition. She in turn admired his massive strength, amber eyes and his virile manhood, doting upon his every wish and whim."

"Kuor, as you may have guessed, was not happy with this arangement. He openly condemned thier relationship, to which the opposing gods quickly took up against him, as yet another issue to debate about. Quickly, this became heated controversy between the competing gods, and they soon forgot the actual point of the problem, rather making it another excuse from which to battle about. This saddened the lovers and brought them even closer together, which of course made Kuor and Luukos blame each other for."

"Time had come for action, as the gods were almost to the point of an all out war, when Kuor had a plan. Calling Ronan, a master of dreams, he told him of his plan. Unknowingly, Luukos too had a plan which would greatly affect the doings of Kuor."

"Zelia was resting, as all creatures must do be they mortal or god, when Ronan began his handiwork. Casting his will, he bent and shaped the images of the resting Zelias mind to fill with scenes of Pheon in the arms of another, loving and copulating, then of him condeming her and casting her away. So tortured was she from these nightmares that the moons trembeled with her anxiety and fear. When she finally awoke, not a trace of Ronan was to be found, but rather another visitor."

"Ivas was one of the most beautiful goddesses of them all. Voluptious and seductive, she had a way about her that almost no male or female god could resist. At that time she was smiling and friendly, offering solace and kinship to Zelia, claiming she was on her side. But, despite all her reassurances to Zelia's hesitation, Ivas would casually slip malignant hints of mistrust and jealousy into Zelia's heart. Although she reaffirmed her offers of help to the outcast lovers, Zelia waved Ivas away to futher ponder on the meaning of the dream and the hints Ivas spoke of."

"In the meantime Luukos had set his plot in motion, a plot so very like Kuor's it was ironic. Sheru had begun to visit Phoen's dreams nightly in the form of the beautiful Ivas. Now children, as I had said before, Ivas had a way about her that made any mortal or immortal unable to refuse her. But..oh, how stoic was Phoen! For three nights he was able to refuse Ivas's tempting seductions, though he awoke each morning with raging frustration. It was the fourth day, the day after Ivas spoke to Zelia, when he could not control his desires any longer."

"Zelia and Pheon were rather uneasy with each other. Zelia, with her mistrust and jealousy tried her best to relax and enjoy her love as she had been able to before. But the small seed of insecurity and jealousy had taken grasp, growing and suffocating any of the love Zelia had felt for him with the petty feelings. Her suspicions were further fed by the uneasiness Pheon displayed around Zelia, as his guilt for such dreams and desires for another woman disturbed him, leaving him with feelings of guilt. But still, he was intrigued and the fire of desire was stoked beyond snuffing."

"That day they were particularly uncomfortable around each other, though neither of them wanted to admit thier feelings, nor speak freely of them in an attempt to work through it. They snapped at each other continueously, their tempers barely held in check as the smallest of faults triggered dire results. In a fit of silence, hurt, and anger, the two parted that night..."

To eventually be continued . . .

 

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Kypell, Cleric of Phoen

All through da day da Sun's light and warmth arcs across da lands,
and da common folk wonder 'oo is da Sun's guidin' 'and.
One mus' look no further den Phoen da God o' da Sun,
fer it is 'e 'oo shines da Sun's light and warmth on everyone.

When a couple takes a walk on a warm summer's day,
and in da fields da children are at play.
Da people o' da lands revel in such thins',
and once again it is Phoen 'oo we should thank fer such blessins'.

As a proud papa looks at 'is family,
and feels a great pride which 'e knows no man can take away.
'oo does dis man turn to fer guidance when der are problems and misdeeds?
'e turns to Phoen fer 'e is da God o' Fadder'ood and 'e 'elps dose fadders in need.

When a soldier fights in a long 'arsh war.
one surely thinks dat it is only Kai's blessin' dat dis fiter prays fer.
While Kai gives da soldier strength and skill at arms,
it is da soldier's prayers to Phoen which gives 'im da confidence ta fight against all odds.

'is power controls da life nourishin' Sun,
and da warm days o' Summer which brin' great joy ta everyone.
'is confidence is da stuff o' legend and da 'elp 'e gives ta fadders is never second guessed.
O great Phoen, we thank ya fer da wonderful blessins' dat ya give us all.

And dis 'ere is somethin' one o' da scribes o' Wehnimers did fer me.
'e put it in ta much better Common den ah could ever write.

All through the day the Sun's light and warmth arcs across the lands,
and the common folk wonder who is the Sun's guiding hand.
One must look no further then Phoen the God of the Sun,
for it is he who shines the Sun's light and warmth on everyone

When a couple takes a walk on a warm summer's day,
and in the fields the children are at play.
The people of the lands revel in such things,
and once again it is Phoen who we should thank for such blessings.

As a proud papa looks at his family,
and feels a great pride which he knows no man can take away.
Who does this man turn to for guidance when der are problems and misdeeds?
He turns to Phoen for he is the God of Fatherhood and he helps those fathers in need.

When a soldier fights in a long harsh war,
one surely thinks dat it is only Kai's blessing that this fighter prays for.
While Kai gives the soldier strength and skill at arms,
it is the soldiers prayers to Phoen which gives him the confidence to fight against all odds.

His power controls the life nourishing Sun,
and the warm days of Summer which bring great joy to everyone.
His confidence is the stuff of legend and the help he gives to fathers is never second guessed.
O great Phoen, we thank you for the wonderful blessins' that you give us.

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Ronan

Quick Referance
Name: Ronan / Reann
Pantheon: Liabo
Title: God of the night, sleep, dreams and visions
Relations: Brother of Lorminstra, twin of Phoen, son of Koar and Lumnis
Rival: Sheru, any associated with undead
Shrine: Hall of the Mind - IceMule Trace Temple, Shore of Dreams
Symbol: A black sword with a silver edge on a field of black
Sphere: Night, Dreams
Manner: Sleepy, sardonic
Appearance: A gaunt man with heavy-lidded hypnotic eyes and a mysterious smile. His eyes are without whites, being entirely black save a faint grey swirl. He is tall and slender with fair skin and dresses only in black - even the steel of his weapons are black.

Summary

God of the night, master of dreams and visions, brother of Lorminstra, twin of Phoen, "Dream-master". He is always fighting against Lornon, especially the god Sheru, his counterpart. Though he cannot be corrupted, he is weary. He is tall and slender with fair skin, black hair, and dark, hypnotic eyes. He favors only black cloth garments and his symbol is a black sword with a silver edge on a field of black. Though weary, he's alert and has a sardonic, wry sense of humor, and can sometimes be seen with Jastev.

Relative Information

From the Lost Scrolls of the Sages

Ronan is the God of Night, he is master of sleep and of dreams and guardian against those who would violate the peaceful respite of that other world. Ronan is perhaps the most active foe of the Dark Gods.

Ronan is the darker twin of Phoen, and it is said that the two, being night and day, cannot come together in the same place.

Given their avoidance of light and their use of darkness as a cloak to cover their activities, Ronan finds the Dark Gods trespassing in his realm quite regularly. Ronan and Sheru are in constant conflict since they both regard the night and sleep as their rightful territories. Luukos also mounts a constant assault on Ronan's realm with those who have failed to die cleanly and are now subject to his curse.

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-a post by Vission Kartaz

Take a moment to hear my words...ye will be enlightened

My Lord , the Dream-Master, master of insight and vision, Ronon does have a shrine in the lands. Many of those who work with Lord Voln to free the undead have visited his shrine to dream. In that dream they must answer a simple riddle.

Why am I telling ye all this?... My Lord may have a shrine in the lands, but to truelly visit him, worship him and serve him, ye must relinquish all ye know of the lands and embrace him in his own domain....

So if ye see me meditating... or concentrating deeply on something... I am simply furthering my quest to seek his realm... and to finally prove myself to him.

The servant of Ronan and questor of all unseen....

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Tilamaire

Quick Referance
Name: Tilamaire / Talaraine
Pantheon: Liabo
Title: Patron of music and dance
Relations: Servant of Cholen
Rival: Ivas
Shrine: N/A
Symbol: A black music note on a field of grey
Sphere: Movement, Music
Manner: Carefree, exuberant
Appearance: Young, tawny hair, wide eyes, full lips.

Summary

Patron of music and dance. Servant of Cholen, he frequently travels in the guise of a wandering minstrel to seek out new musical talents. Upon finding one worthy of his time, he offers to stay and tutor them, greatly increasing their skill and often bestowing magical abilities. Though he's generally light-hearted, he's a deadly foe when confronted with his enemy Ivas.

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Tonis

 

Quick Referance
Name: Tonis / Teris "The Messanger"
Pantheon: Liabo
Title: God of speed, travel, thieves. Messanger of the Gods
Relations: Son of Phoen and Oleani, servant of Koar
Rival: N/A
Shrine: Hall of the Body - IceMule Trace Temple
Symbol: A golden pegasus on a field of blue.
Sphere: Speed, Travel, Thieves
Manner: Hyperactive, childlike
Appearance: A lithe young man dressed in a simple tunic and carrying a messenger's pouch across one shoulder. Often seen as a beautiful youth.

Summary

Son of Oleani and Phoen, messanger of the gods, he appears as a beautiful androgynous youth in his middle teens. Clad in a short diaphanous tunic and always bare-footed, Tonis is can run faster than any living creature. He carries a short staff which records the messages to be delivered and occasionally rides upon his magical shield (like a skateboard). With curly blonde hair, light brown eyes and slender build, his lightly tanned skin flushes with his childlike hyperactivity. He's rarely been encountered by mortals.

Related Information

Excerpt from the Lost Scrolls of the Sages

Tonis is the Messenger of the gods. Offspring of Phoen and Oleani.

He is renowned for his speed, and for the shape he commonly chooses when on an errand. Even more frequently than his 'human' form, Tonis takes on the form of a golden pegasus whose hooves strike flames from the sky.

Tonis is also worshipped by thieves. Myths of his speed and daring spur his worshippers on to perform similar feats, and it is the skill and daring of their acts that motivates them more than the trinkets they take. In battle, Tonis can slay an army in a few moments by rushing among them and snatching the breath from their mouths.

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Voln

Quick Referance
Name: Voln / Vult, "The Liberator"
Pantheon: Liabo
Title: "Liberator" of the undead, Lesser God
Relations: Servant of Lorminstra
Rival: Shar, Luukos
Shrine: Voln Monastary, Hall of the Holy Struggle - IceMule Trace Temple
Symbol: A white shield on a field of black
Sphere: Battle against Undead
Manner: Grim, sometimes snide
Appearance: Voln always appears ready for battle in full armor of black chainmail topped by a white surcoat and carrying a white shield. Appears about 25, has flowing sable hair striking blue eyes

Summary

"The Liberator", wanders Elanthia slaying undead creatures and breaking the curse that keeps them from Lorminstra. He appears about 25, has flowing sable hair striking blue eyes, and is usually found wearing black chain armor with a white surcoat.. He's handsome but unapproachable with his grim, sometimes snide demeanor.

Related Information

Excerpt from the Lost Scrolls of the Sages

While not directly a servant of Lorminstra, Voln does owe much to her and shares her hatred of Luukos. Tales suggest that Voln's very existence is a result of Lorminstra's constant entreaties to Koar for some direct action to counter the spreading curse of Luukos' undead. Most tales attribute Voln's paternal lineage to Koar and a mortal woman. His upbringing, in a land where he witnessed loved ones lost to Luukos' curse, shaped him with an undying hatred of the undead and provided a lifelong mission.

Now fully cognizant of his own immortal nature, Voln has pledged himself to the release of every soul enslaved by Luukos.

Contact: The grizzled warrior
Public Advocate(s): The Order of Voln

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