Chernabog

God of misfortune

Profile

Classification	Prir
Aliases	The soul leech
Domains	Misfortune, Despair, Corruption
Favoured	Beggars, some orcs, the vengful
Alignment	Chaotic Evil
Holy Symbol	A black metallic triangle with a dead tree through it
Known forms	A human beggar

Overview

mong all the Prir and twisted divines that haunt Skazka’s mythic past, Chernabog is the shadow cast by hope itself. Once a forsaken mortal, cursed by fate or Kaos itself, he became god not by ascension, but through corruption, hatred, and the mockery of divine pity. Chernabog is misfortune made incarnate: cold, inevitable, and patient.

Influence

Misfortune: Wherever luck turns bitter and triumphs collapse, Chernabog walks unseen.
Despair: Not raw destruction, but carefully sown ruin—turning hope to ash and bonds to blades.
Corruption: He is not the chaos of Kaos, but its precision; a seed of rot planted in systems and souls.
Creation of Monsters: From his rage, he forged the orcs—brutal reflections of his own exile.

Symbols

The Blighted Eye: A cracked, blackened eye weeping ash—seen etched on cursed altars, hidden in desperate places.
Withered Tree: Once lush, now hollow and lifeless. Often carved where misfortune lingers long.
The Eclipse Halo: A black circle around a pale disc—an eternal reminder of his birth beneath a dying sun.

Tenets

Honor decay—the end is sacred law, not failure.
Power is a pact; keep it to the letter or be hollowed.
Cull the unworthy—excise the rot so what remains endures.

Rites

The Mask of Ruin: Said to be worn by Chernabog when walking among mortals. It bears no eyes, only a faint smile. It is now a symbol worn by priests of this deity.
Ashblade: A sword carried by his earliest orc warlords, forged from volcanic glass and regret. It breaks not bodies, but loyalty. Said to be used to ordain priests in to the ranks of Chernabog.
The Thousand Whispers: A forbidden prayer spoken only by those who have lost everything. The prayer does not ask for aid — it asks for vengeance through entropy.

Avatars

Takes the form of a beggar to get close to people without being noticed.

Lore

On a far off world, Chernabog shaped the first orc from stone, ash, and raw will. He did not gift them purpose — he gave them anger. Their hearts burn with echoes of Chernabog’s first scream.