Some DND gods

 Hi!
Haven't updated this in quite a while. Been busy w school. But I had the opportunity to start a DND campaign with some of my best friends, and I really like the way the gods turned out.
"But doesn't DND come with gods?" Yeah, but there's no detailed description. I like details.
Dol Arrah is an actual DND god, and that quote is the tiny description given. All gods are called 'gods' regardless of gender.

Arumatta, Old God of Lies
The Seven Faced Man, the Dealer of Wrongs.
Arumatta was a primary source of discord among the gods and mortals alike. He needed no army, but he had one, after killing a minor war god, Liian, made up of warriors made to serve for eternity after fighting losing battles. Arumatta told them his own lies, that they deserved glory, and they could find it with him.
A major power, strongly opposed by the Queen of the gods, Elestia, God of Time. She tried to imprison him, but he escaped to the mortal world, finding a vessel and destroying the mind of his host, becoming the only one in that body. After a campaign of terror with his stolen warriors, he was killed by the first Queen of the united tribes of Selante, Ellysandra Mediga.
It was said you knew when he was near, as all the glass in the area would dissolve into sand, ruining windows, mirrors, eyeglasses, to the point where his enemies always had glass on them, so they could never be surprised.

Elestia, Old God of Time
She Who Would Hold the World In Her Hands.
The only one of the old gods to still be acknowledged in the modern day. She is sort of a mother goddess figure in Selante and Utan. Yucca doesn’t worship her too much.
She is all knowing. She is beyond physical form, although that doesn’t stop people from depicting her, usually with the visage of their wife or daughter or sister, or a prominent woman in the community they hope to endear themselves to. It is said everything she does is just and right, and if you don’t understand it, clearly you are the one with the problem.
In Zati, the capital of Selante, is the last official temple in her name alone. It is said she speaks through the mouths of the priestesses there, and most people accept that as a fact. Indeed, the things those women say is sometimes in an ancient dialect no one speaks, including the one speaking, and the air seems to grow warm like a spring breeze, moving her clothing. They never remember what they have said when the episode ends, and truth-telling spells confirm that if that memory exists, the woman certainly cannot access it.
In place of an Earth Mother, Elestia is said to have come from nothing, and finding that displeasing, created the universe. She created stars and planets, the different planes of existence. She allowed the other gods to form from the energy released when she began the world.
Due to technological advancements, it is known that other planets exist, but there has not been any contact from anything that might live on them. They don’t know if there is life on them at all, but that would make sense, right? Surely they are not the only people to exist.

Dol Arrah, God of Honor and Sunlight
That Light Which Shines On My Face In Times of Darkness
“Dol Arrah is the sun that drives away the darkness. She stands for wisdom in war and for those who fight with honor, pursue justice, and make sacrifices for the greater good.”
A god that rose with the creation of Selante; some say the Queen Ellysandra Mediga was a devout worshiper of Dol Arrah. There are several different groups dedicated to her, and a few temples scattered around Selante, Yucca, and Utan. The Order of the Red Sun is not the biggest or most well known, but it is the most relevant to the campaign.
Dol Arrah is not a traditional sun god, she doesn’t carry or drag the sun across the sky, because she has better things to be doing. The carrying of the sun is left to a minor god, Tet. She is much like a person, in how she appears and how she thinks, and she is very involved in what her followers are doing, always trying to answer their prayers. She can’t always get everyone, but she tries.
Many of her followers are wandering travelers, trying to go where they can help. Sometimes they set up somewhere, build a temple, and tell everyone to come to them for help. And they do help.

Wen Kanasse, God of Creation
That Which Guides My Hands, They Who Build
Wen Kanasse is said to have helped Elestia shape the world into its current state. They are said to have had a hand in helping Jequa, god of Life, make the different races, smoothing their fingers gently over clay and paper and stone and cloth. They are a gentle presence, not quick to anger, but also not quick to answer a call. A feather-light touch is needed.
 Strangely, only among other gods do they bother with a physical form that looks like a person. They come into the world in the form of stars, of ice, of the lines in the rushing river, but might appear in dreams as a humanoid form, sparkling light. But this doesn’t happen often.
Many scholars agree that Wen Kanasse is the child of Elestia and Merinn, her consort, old god of order. In fact, in the past hundred years, Wen Kanasse has become something of a fertility god as well, said to represent the unity of eternity and as the creation god, should be able to help the parents “build” their own child.
A lot of advancements in infrastructure and technology are always given, in part, to Wen Kanasse—indeed many great architects and inventors give credit to them, saying the ideas came to them like the flow of rushing water, gentle over their hands.

Jequa, God of Life
He Who Breathed the Wind Into Itself
Jequa is said to be somewhat of a reclusive god, who nonetheless put himself hard at work building all the different races of people, deciding he did not like the world without them. Wen Kanasse helped, but it was Jequa who breathed in life to them, who placed them so gently upon the earth. He secretly views people as the greatest creation in the whole world, though many gods would argue with him. Nothing would be worth anything in a world without people, he would say, and most animals lack the intelligence to worship, something that keeps the gods in their powerful states.
It is said he often walks among people, trying to learn how to help them be better. He is often the beggar, the disabled, the sick, hoping that there is still good. There always is, but sometimes he worries.
He is the primary fertility god, as parents pray that the child they conceive will be smarter, stronger, than they are.

Nioné, God of Music
She That Sighed the Song Unto the World
Nioné is just as involved in mortal affairs as Dol Arrah, maybe even more. She prefers to exist as something ephemeral, but will don a person’s disguise to walk among the crowds. If you know exactly what to look for, it can be easy, a woman shrouded in the smell of cut wood and flowers, cocking her head to hear something apparently for her alone. Should you talk to her, you will notice her eyes keep changing color. She will give perfect directions to wherever you need to go, have the exactly right suggestion on where to find something. Then as soon as you look away, she will be gone.
Nioné has several children, each with a different god. As follows: Siphonie, minor god of the home, Eeron, minor god of dusk and dawn, Duhalin, minor god of vitality, Kysin, minor god of twilight, and Omir, minor god of honesty. She is a proud mother to all her children.
Her official designation of music is a little misleading, as Nioné also deals a lot with dance, fertility, and growth. She is seen as a companion (but not a lover) to Jequa, helping him find out how to help make people better, as they both traverse the mortal world quite willingly.

Lady Haa, God of the Underworld
She Takes My Hand To Lead Me To the Night
Lady Haa is said to have come, fully formed, from a falling star. She is Lord over the underworld and its denizens, and guides with a just and steady hand. She is particularly venerated by those whose profession leads them close to death, but basically everyone knows her, prays to her at least once a year, in the middle of winter. Her face is always covered with a veil. Some people say her face is locked in the rictus of death, but others say she is too beautiful, and to look upon her would make you stare for so long you would starve.
As far as gods that look humanoid, she gets pretty close, but her limbs are somewhat wrong, like a child drew her and brought the drawing to life.
Lady Haa does not look very favorably on those who kill with no purpose, even though they worship her more than anyone else. Warmongers, immoral mercenaries, many assassin guilds, when they themselves die, they do not meet a welcoming sight. What exactly she shows them is unclear, as the dead do not usually return, and if they do, they are in no state to talk about it.

Texautal, God of Death and War
His Only Offering Is A Knife, He Whose Eyes Glow with Blood
In comparison to the just and gentle Lady Haa, Texautal relishes in bloodshed. He doesn’t often take a humanoid form, preferring to be in the acrid wind, the splatter of blood, the dying breath. Some long time assassins say they can feel his guiding hand sometimes, not unlike the way inventors talk about Wen Kanasse. Like a father teaching the child the right way to nock an arrow, hold a knife. The tenderness alluded to does not match what is known about Texautal, but it is so widely spoken of that most scholars accept it as true.
Texautal does not take a real acolyte often. Those who do become ‘his’ are forever changed, and they say that when they fight, their eyes glow a deep red. His cruelty rarely fully takes them over, but if it does………. Run.
His dominion over war is less defined, as there are other war gods. But make no mistake of his place in it. You can see him in the eyes of generals before a large battle, in the stature of a war council staring at maps, planning their next move. His propensity for death makes him a favorite of those who relish in it.
Texautal requires no prayers. Either he is with you, or he is not.

Jing-an, God of Love, Sex, and Beauty
The Heart Shape In My Eye, The Fingers Coaxing My Sigh Out
Jing-an is perhaps one of the most worshiped gods outside of wartime. They have several gods under them, so to speak, who cover the specifics. They are portrayed most often as a beautiful, naked person with voluptuous breasts and a large phallus, often in a suggestive pose. Many statues of them put precious gems in the eyes, to enhance their beauty, and because they are said to be able to look through any rare stones. You’d think that people would not want a god to watch them have sex. Maybe all these people are into voyeurism.
Either way, there is a festival in Selante dedicated to them, a three day holiday in Audia (spring, month eleven) in which everything closes down, people give excess to the poor, party in the streets, and the majority of the youth spend a lot of time at temples or shrines, asking for good fortune in their pursuits, romantic or sexual. Married couples pray that their marriage stays stable, perhaps ask for a child. Elders of the community will sometimes tell wild stories that may or may not be true about their own previous (or current) sex lives, much to the embarrassment of any relatives in the area.
Jing-an loves interacting with mortals, whether when they pray, or posing as a fortune teller or such, giving love advice. They are easily (along with Manten) the friendliest of the gods, and the most approachable.

Manten, God of Revelry and Alcohol
He Who Raises The Cup
Manten is most often invoked in loud taverns, at over the top house parties, and weddings. He appears always as a humanoid, gruff looking and imposing in stature. The kind of man you would not want to bother, until he turns out to be incredibly friendly and very much the life of the party. Most taverns have some sort of iconography of him, a painting or statue near the bar.
As always happens with party gods, there is a cult of Manten, people who take the revelry a bit too far, going as far to wreck things and hurt people. Scholars argue whether Manten wants this, as he never seems to send messages to stop. He is hard to interpret; even people dedicated to worshiping him sometimes find his messages incomprehensible, as if he tried to contact them while drunk.

Wendri, God of Night and the Dark
He Who Battles Against The Light, That Which Is Always There
When people pray to Wendri, it is because they are scared of the dark. They are scared of what is in it, what may come for them as soon as they close their eyes. He is also the comfort of the darkness, the closeness of a warm blanket wrapped around you. He often works closely with Lady Haa, bringing those who died peaceful deaths to her side. Even when people are afraid, he maintains a gentle presence, trying to guide rather than push.
His brother is Hirari, the god of light.

Hirari, God of Day and Light
He Is Holding Me Still, The Flames That Do Not Burn
Hirari is not as gentle as his brother, Wendri. As darkness has the possibility of being both terrifying and comforting, so does light. He is not in charge of the sun, as that is the minor god Tet. He is instead the dappled light coming through the leaves on the trees, the light from the hallway under your bedroom door.
Despite these lovely images, he does not care one way or the other about mortal lives. He does not care about people blinded by the sun, stuck under clinical light. He is not, in fact, the light at the end of the tunnel.

Equon, God of Tricks
That Which Turns Me To A Fool
Equon is one of the few modern gods that is rarely acknowledged outside his little groups of followers. Scholars study him, sometimes, but otherwise little is known other than his name is used a a curse—“I hope Equon spoils your food! May Equon switch all your shoes!” Things such as that.
His origins are usually what scholars study, as he could be the child of any number of gods, but there is also an argument that his nature is old enough, he could have just appeared.

Tet, Minor God of the Sun
The Chariot
Works under both Hirari and Dol Arrah, carrying the sun across the sky in a chariot. Chariots were never very popular in Selante, so it is generally agreed on that he is not originally a Selanten god, but was adopted by the people later. Chariots were much more common in antiquity in Utan, further south.
However he got to Selante, he is here now. Tet is usually depicted with a fearsome appearance in a humanoid form, to keep any demons and such from stealing the sun {a/n: Love Machine from Summer Wars}. He is a formidable combatant, and may be called upon to help fight the god’s enemies, although there is only one such conflict documented, and it was a very long time ago.
Despite his horrible features, he does have a lover, Kysin, minor god of dusk and dawn. They are always depicted as quite happy together.

Kysin, Minor God of Dusk and Dawn
The Little Motes of Dust
Daughter of Nioné, Kysin acts as a intermediary between Wendri and Hirari. They don’t often fight, but when they do, the outcome can be disastrous for living beings. So Kysin steps in, always there between day and night to keep the peace. She’s very good at it, ready with a cautioning word and a steadying hand.
She is another minor god who has a permanent humanoid form, said to be a somewhat plain looking woman with dark hair; her left eye is yellow and her right eye is dark violet.
Her lover, Tet, minor god of the sun, is said to be quite protective of her, and will get angry if anyone insults her appearance. In scenes showing Kysin interacting with the day and night brothers, Tet can often be seen in the background, waiting by his chariot with his arms crossed. It is not recorded ever happening, but should the brothers ever attack Kysin, he will surely leap to her defense.