Moroes¶
"Every masterwork costs the smith a piece of himself. Mine bought a heart I can no longer use."
- Titles
- Patron of the Lord of Carbohyrr
- Domains
- Craft, the Forge, Mastery
- Seat
- The Lord of Carbohyrr
- Raised by
- Morphia
- Worshipers
- Blacksmiths, sculptors, jewelers, artisans
- Classes
- Barbarian, Wizard, Warrior, Cleric
Deep in the heart of the Lord of Carbohyrr, the clink of an anvil echoes through the caverns like the ominous bell of a cathedral. That sound is Moroes, and it has not stopped since the world was young.
Description¶
His craftsmanship is said to be second to none. Legends tell that he crafted the very tools used to achieve divinity. But now he is secluded, guided by whispers crawling in his mind, perfecting his skill in solitude, creating legendary magic items that none else can match.
Worship¶
His followers, blacksmiths, sculptors, leatherworkers, and jewelers, seek to create the finest work possible. Being the patron of Carbohyrr makes the city incredibly rich in crafts of every kind.
Relationships¶
A heart of iron
Moroes once loved Morphia deeply, gifting divine tools to her parents in exchange for her hand. When divinity was achieved, the wedding was cancelled. The heartbeat of his anvil, they say, is the only thing that stops the ache. The whispers that now guide him are said to come from the Lady of Horns.