Thurin'Waethi, The Bloody Marshal

Thurin’Waethil

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The Bloody Marshal, She Who Weeps
Worshippers: The jealous and envious, warriors, those who seek vengeance
Minions: Berbalangs, chupacabras, giant bats, vrolikai, vargouilles
Domains: Metal, Protection, Retribution, War
Lower Realm Dominated: Sangalor (The Red Battlefield)
Favored Weapon: Longsword
Favored Energy: Negative
Favored Animal: Vampire bat
Favored Instrument: Flute

Legend
The mercurial demon lord Thurin’waethil has connections with the New Gods, likely the reason for her present connection to Poprhyra’s reality; some say that she is the sister and polar opposite to she who was Aleria, the Love of Life in her mortal existence. Profanely blessed in an evil life, rising quickly through the ranks of demons with an innate knowledge of how to oppose good and right, Thurin’waethil nevertheless took umbrage at being put aside during the NewGods Wars and participated in them as much as she was able to, for spite’s sake. But being drawn into a conflict of ideologies was too convoluted for The Bloody Marshal’s blunt morality- in a complex engagement in the Plane Ethereal she and her personal species-troop of greater demons were trapped and all were annihilated but her, marked and unable to respawn her servants. She remains a Lord, but broods in the Realms Below since the Wars, a simmering force of regret. Thurin’waethil typically appears as a beautiful, pale-skinned woman in massive, spiked armor of dull red. A tear of blood eternally falls from her left eye, sizzling on contact when it falls.

Church
Thurin’waethil has little interest in cults, for her losses are far too fresh for her to care overly much for the adoration of mortals. Those who act in her name enjoy the dark romanticism of her faith, but seldom follow cohesive cells. Martially-minded lands will erect tall, slim towers in lonely places as shrines to contemplate She Who Weeps, and beg for vengeance at any cost. Her beloved bats and other winged biters congregate in their belfries, and please her, as much as she can be pleased now. Discreet disc-and-tear symbols can be found on dented armor in many lands, or drawn lovingly on murdered lovers’ faces, and little can be done about it.

Spell Preparation Ritual
Don a metal helmet (or a bucket, if necessary) and cry the proper hymn to Thurin’waethil, listening to the echoes resound within. Those with martial skill will practice their weapon-forms during this time, avoid moving in time to the hymn. Special helms with closable visors are usually obtained for this purpose.


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