Faiths of Sublanarya: Brigid and The Storm Bros., Nimb & Strata

It is important to remember that the New Gods are all members of an extended family. Sometimes, in order for a new god or gods to be born, unusual pairings occur. In the case of the parentage of the storm brothers, Nimb and Strata, this begins with their mother Pyra, the goddess and embodiment of elemental fire.

Pyra is not only the goddess of fire; she is "The Burning Heart", a patron goddess of the relationship between the euphoric epiphany of creation as well as the visceral pleasure in destruction and she takes interest in all master artists, craftsmen, inventors and tacticians. While most gods found the Wyrd Wars a troubling time, Pyra reveled in the explosive bursts of empires and their explosive demise. She takes pleasure in destruction of wonders and their masters because, in her view, it provides fuel for new creations and creators. And so she fell in love with a destroyer of unparalleled cunning and brutality: Mal Dorig.

Mal Dorig worshiped Pyra and each time he overcame a brilliant defense, each time he conquered the unconquerable and each time he burnt a city to the ground, unbeknownst to the dread conqueror, she found herself becoming more and more interested in the mortal. Eventually, she visited him and showed her appreciation for him by making him her champion and concubine. Who could deny the passionate advances of the goddess of passion? He was her prince and she was his queen.

But Pyra is a fickle goddess. When Mal-Dorig lay siege to the city state of Korin, he met his end at the hands of King Gurda, and Pyra abandoned his side and believed him dead. Shortly thereafter, she gave birth to twin sons of Mal Dorig: Nimb and Strata.

The first-born Nimb was quiet, quick-of-wit and even quicker-of-foot-and-spear. He was an impressive god to behold, his visage striking, and his skill with weaponry unmatched. In his martial ability, he took after his father, the dread conqueror. None of the gods would wish to do battle against Nimb, save his brother, who usually came second in these bouts.

Nimb's brother, the second-born Strata, was a boisterous, loud and good-humored god known for his powerful bellows and jovial laughter. He was known to entertain the gods with his musical talents, performing on his massive drums, and putting on a show. A bit clumsy and even goofy, Strata enjoyed revelry nearly as much as matching his mettle against his brother.

Their contests entertained the gods greatly and found favor among all their aunts and uncles. Yet, despite being born of such a prominent goddess, the two had yet to claim any domains or birthrights by the time they had reached maturity. They asked the gods which domains they should take:

Aurelion and Yolo bid Strata to take up music. Tyr could only see Nimb as another warrior god. But it was there mother that instructed them to seek out their sister Brigid the Smith. She told them that they were obviously born to rule the storm together: Nimb would be the Lord of Lightning, which strikes fast and first, and Strata the Thunder Lord, who comes second but shakes the very bones of the earth. She told them that in order to claim their birthrights they would need to seek out a storm titan, Qumolong, who had forced Brigid to forge him a staff that could control the storms. She did as he asked in order to escape his clutches but he was unable to handle the power. He had gone mad and now roamed the mountains of Mimia, striking down all that crossed his path. Brigid told them that if they defeated Qumolong they would command his power and that she would gladly make lightning bolts for them from the metal in the staff.

The two brothers set out for Mimia, the homeland of the giants, and quickly set to battle against Qumolong. They set upon him in turns but were cast down quickly before the might of the storm tyrant. Nimb was fast but not fast enough to dodge lightning nor strong enough to withstand its destructive power. Strata was strong enough to withstand the blows but not be countered by the tyrant's swings. It seemed lost until the two were possessed by a strange idea.

Nimb and Strata somehow combined their essences into one being Indra. As fast as lightning and strong as thunder, the fused god easily overwhelmed the Storm Tyrant, snapping the staff in twain and casting him down the side of the Shattered Mountains, where he fell dead in a crater at the bottom that has since become known as Qumolong Valley.

The two separated and took the broken staff to Brigid who, from that day on, would forge lightning and thunder for her brothers. It is their storms that bring rain and wind along with their lightning and thunder that is said to be the two quarreling with the gifts from their sister Brigid. Her prowess as the master craftsman of the gods increased from this new duty but the previous accolades of Pyra's daughter Brigid the Smith are not to be understated either:

Brigid was born of a tryst between Pyra and the patron god of the fey human shape-shifting Tuathans, King Dagda. She was an eccentric girl with incredible gifts depending on her mood that made her seem like three daughters in one: Brigid the Healer was a caring but methodical sort who could diagnose and cure any ailment, Brigid the Poet was a tempestuous artists who swung between melancholic beauty and manic energy in her crafting, and finally, most famously, Brigid the Smith, an unrivaled genius and craftsmen who could make admantine armor as light as a feather and swords that could cut through darkness.

While Brigid is often called the "Wielder of the Sacred Flame" by doctors and "The Beloved Muse" by poets, it is by engineers, inventors and smiths that Brigid is most often admired and called upon for a blessing upon their works.  Unfortunately, while her skill so often has aided the gods, such as in creating the tether that binds Fenrir, it has also caused woe, such as the creation of the Tower of Rowa, in which young Yolo was trapped. Villains as often as heroes sought Brigid out and, even if she refused to make their magical items, she was often coerced into it. Sometimes she managed to build weaknesses into the items, such as the staff driving Qumolong to madness, but other times she was forced to create evil like the armor the armor that gave Mal-Dorig his divinity.

It was her success at making her brothers the Lord of Lightning and Thunder that inspired Darkheart to kidnap her to the Nine Hells and force her to build his armor. And with that armor, Mal-Dorig nearly conquered all of heaven and Narya. And yet, ultimately, it was her lightning and thunder bolts wielded by the brothers that defeated him. Only time will tell whether Brigid the Smith's works will be used for good or evil.

NIMB THE LORD OF LIGHTNING AND STRATA THE THUNDER LORD

Title(s)

The Storm Brothers, The Tempest Twins, Blue and Red, The Quarrelers,

Pantheon(s)

New Gods

Power Level

Intermediate Deity

Alignment

Chaotic Good

Symbol

Red and blue lightning bolts

Portfolio

Storms, war, combat, contest, music

Domains

Tempest

Worshipers

Warriors, bards, sailors, twins and athletes

Favored Weapon

Nimb: The Spear and Bow
Strata: The Warhammer and Bow

BRIGID

Title(s)

The Smith, The Poet, The Healer, The Wielder of the Sacred Flame, The Beloved Muse

Pantheon(s)

New Gods

Power Level

Intermediate Deity

Alignment

Lawful Neutral

Symbol

A flaming anvil

Portfolio

Poetry, music, medicine, crafting, magic items

Domains

Forge, Light

Worshipers

Smiths, poets, engineers, inventors, artists, doctors, nurses,

Favored Weapon

The hammer

Faiths of Sublanarya: Mal-Dorig the Dread Conqueror

Among the gods, there are mortals who rose to prominence and challenge the dynasty of Grimnir Blue-Cloak for dominion of Narya itself. The story of one such god, a god whose name and story inspires ambition, cruelty and tyranny, began in the Wyrd Wars of the First Epoch.

Not much is known from the first epoch, as much of the history and lore were lost and the gods that reigned are either dead or do not linger on the memory of it, but the final era is known to have been a time of endless war. Empires rose and fell, conquering and destroying each other, mortals became gods and even immortal gods met their demise, the landscape was torn apart by magic and the bones of men littered the and, eventually, human civilization was left in cinders. The greatest conqueror was Mal-Dorig.

Mal-Dorig was born a slave of an old serpent empire that once covered southern Sublanarya.

His people, the Mal, were enslaved long before he was born and trained as foot soldiers for the reptillian's endless conquest. The reptillians usually preferred their slaves docile and transformed, but Mal-Dorig's people were valued for their ferocity and cleverness and were resistant to transformation. Mal-Dorig was the result of generations of breeding to create the perfect warrior but the yuan-ti created their own end. Mal-Dorig noticed his masters, naturally cold and calculating, had become fat, decadent and lazy, and, when a slave of Mal-Dorig's caliber notices that those who wield the whip and lash have grown weak they make their move. The serpents were recovering from the celebration of Mal-Dorig's latest victory when he led the Mal to raze the imperial capital and slay their old masters.

Mal-Dorig then led his army of slaves, of the Mal and all the others freed from the serpents, across the realm. He conquered most of Sublanarya and beyond, freeing slaves from their inhuman monsters but also enslaving/slaying all who resisted, razing cities to the ground. Many temples and libraries were annihilated.  It was the latter act that destroyed many records of this age. In place of the worship of the old gods and histories, great monuments were built to the conqueror. His arrogance grew and his designs on the world did too. He gathered power, conquering enemies, and sought to conquer the world. Eventually, he came to blows against enemies he could not surmount and was wounded in battle. He lay dying on the battlefield and feared an end to his conquest.

That was when he was visited by the worse half of the trickster god Puck, his beautiful and terrible shadow, Darkheart. Darkheart schemed, endlessly, to defeat the gods and bring about the end of the world. It was to this end that he helped Mal-Dorig to achieve godhood and to repay him as a general in some divine war to come or in the end-times.

He led Mal-Dorig to a dark forge in the bleakness of Hades, where he had taken Brigid the Smith hostage, forcing her to pour her talents into building a helm and suit of armor the likes of which the world had never seen. It was made from the void shadows itself. Mal-Dorig donned the armor and was changed. His cruelty, malice, cunning and strength multiplied.

He became a god.

With monuments already built in his name and legions of warriors at his beck and call, his return was given divine recognition by his armies and they followed him without question. His armies redoubled their efforts and the last of his enemies fell before him. It seemed none could touch the conqueror as his army swelled with new followers, picking up demons, devils, giants, elementals and all evil beings who wished to follow his conquest over the forces of good. Thanks to the armor built by Brigid the Smith, it seemed that Mal-Dorig was unstoppable, and his forces overwhelmed countless heroes and gods alike. He was unstoppable.

Eventually, Mal-Dorig led his army to the gates of heaven itself and laid siege to the home of the gods. It seemed all was lost but, even in darkest times, there is hope. A light in the dark. For as Mal-Dorig and Darkheart concerned themselves with conquering Heaven, they left their dark forge in the underworld unguarded.

A young hero, Zyghardt, mentored by the hero god and the godling sons of the fire goddess Pyrra, Strata and Nimb, made their way to the dark forge. There they freed Brigid the Smith, the sister of the twins, and she set to making weapons that could harm Mal-Dorig. For her brothers, she finally crafted for them great bolts of lightning to smite their foe and the brothers became the new masters of the storm. And, for the young hero, Brigid the Smith forged a sword called "Dawnbreaker".

The storm twins first set out against Mal-Dorig. Nimb threw lightning bolt after lightning bolt and Strata shook the dark Armin with his thunderous voice. Their onslaught set the army into disarray and forced Mal-Dorig to enter the fray. He tore the brothers down from the sky and would have slain them a moment later if not for the intervention of the Zyghardt wielding Dawnbreaker.

The hero swung his blade, the light reflected from it shining in Mal-Dorig's eyes, causing him to stagger back for a moment before turning his attentions to the hero. The two fought, brutally, before Mal-Dorig knocked Zyghardt to the ground, placing his foot upon him, and demanding his submission. He offered the hero a place in his court after he conquered heaven.

In defiance, Zyghardt struck Mal-Dorig's foot, piercing his armor, even as the dread lord crushed him beneath his boot. Mal-Dorig was crippled by the blade, his armor pierced, and for a moment he was vulnerable. The brothers renewed their attack and their blows tore his armor apart.

The battle recommenced for seven days and seven nights, but eventually the forces of good won the day and the Mal-Dorig was defeated.

Before they could take him prisoner, Darkheart whisked the injured villain away and Mal-Dorig vowed that the next time he lay siege to heaven that it would fall.

As long as there are those wishing to rule their world, Mal-Dorig will inspire cults and temples across Narya. They pray to him for guile to outsmart their rivals and strength to defeat/conquer their enemies.

Faiths of Sublanarya: Tyr Grimjaw the One-Handed God and the Fenrir the Wolf, Devourer of the Sun

Long ago, perhaps in the Age of Wonders or perhaps before, Tyr Grimjaw was a mortal man.

This was in a Narya incomparable to the world today: demons and devils walked in out of the world as if through a curtain, the gods fought alongside men in wars against villainous threats and magic was a song taught to all. In these dangerous times, it is said that great heroes rose to meet the danger and, among these heroes, the Wolf Clan was renowned for their courage. They faced off against armies of giants, angled great sea serpents out of the seas, and faced off against the Old Ones without blinking an eye. Their leader was man named Tyr. He was not just an impressive warrior and commander of men, he was known to be a merciful and even-handed judge who demanded appropriate adjudication in all things. His seriousness is what earned him the title of "Tyr Grimjaw".

Eventually, their paths crossed with the gods themselves and Grimnir Blue-Cloak himself. The god came to them in his guise as an old man, accompanied by his son Puck as a lame and dull boy, on the eve of a blizzard. Grimnir offered counsel and guidance of an elder in exchange for shelter against the cold and a good meal for him and his lame son, and while another Wolf Clan member would've chased the beggars off, Tyr was magnanimous. Grimnir spoke cryptically, as he tried to give them aid in a coming battle against the Old Ones, and the other Wolf Clan members scoffed. But Tyr was grateful. Tyr Grimjaw took Grimnir's advice and, on the next battle, though many of his clansmen lay dead, he was victorious. Grimnir was so impressed by the courage, wisdom and strength of Tyr Grimjaw that he made him his blood brother from that day forward.

But the son of Grimnir was jealous of his father's new compatriot. Puck Darkheart, also known as Robin Goodfellow, was known for his trickery. It is said he had some hand in the theft of fire by Prometheus. He might have overlooked Tyr Grimjaw but, when his father began comparing the grave and serious leader to his son's frivolous behavior, he decided to try to put the god in his place. Puck gathered up all of the bodies of the deceased Wolf Clan and brought them to the Witch of the Ironwood. Using her dark magics she created from their broken bodies a great wolf called Fenrir and set the wolf upon the world.

Fenrir was said to be such a great beast that even the gods feared him.

The wolf was so fast that none could outrun him and his senses so keen that none could. His howls shook mountains and instilled fear in even the Old Ones. He hunted giants, tearing down the walls of their fortresses, and savaging their armies. He preyed upon dragons, tearing off their wings, and feasting upon them scales and all. His ceaseless hunger was only topped by his pride and cruelty, taking pleasure in instilling fear in all, as he challenged mortal and god alike to dare cross his path. After all, it was easier if his meals came to him.

The gods tried traps, they tried great chains and spells, and even tried to trick him into leaving the world but the child of Puck Darkheart and the Witch of the Ironwood was impervious to all their attempts to stop him. He took pleasure in escaping their traps, breaking their chains and runes, and using brute strength to return from whatever realm they attempted to banish him.

Eventually, Grimnir and Brigid the Smith worked together to create a simple scheme. Brigid fashioned a golden ribbon Gleipnir. Brigid herself, along with Grimnir and Tyr, invited the great wolf to a feast in his honor. They told him they would induct him into godhood, admitting their defeat, and pledged to cease their attempts to stop him. Vainly, the great wolf came, gloating and smiling, speaking with the voices of all the fallen he had devoured, as he fed and drunk into a stupor. It was then that Brigid presented the ribbon to Grimnir as he latest triumph. She claimed that it may look like a pretty thing but, in fact, it was stronger than any chain. In fact, it was so strong, only Fenrir could break it. The wolf could sense some trickery as the gods suggested they test it on their powerful guest. She explained she had tested all manner of magic and weapon it and all had failed. When Fenrir feigned disinterest, she teased "if Lord Fenrir is afraid of my pretty ribbon, why should we be afraid of Lord Fenrir?"

The wolf agreed to let them bind him in it but that, in good faith, one of them must agree to place their hand in his maw. They all knew this meant sacrificing their hand. It was the goodly mortal Tyr Grimjaw that stepped forward and offered his hand. The beast took it in his maw and allowed them bind him. He laughed, biting off Tyr's hand and tried to leap forward to finish him, but instead tumbled. The binds worked and, with Grimnir and the other's work, they were able to protect the world from the beast. They banished him and, for his sacrifice, Tyr was granted godhood.

This is the tale of Tyr Grimjaw become the One-Handed God and of one crime of Puck Darkheart.

It is said that, when the world ends, Fenrir will escape his binds and devour the sun, ending the world, before he and Grimnir will slay each other. It is said that Fenrir's son, Garm, will be the one to kill Tyr Grimjaw.