[hider=Pelegath: Lord of Rot][center][h1][color=598527]PELEGATH[/color][/h1]

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[b][color=598527]LORD OF ROT, THE PUTRID ONE, THE RECLAIMER, SAINT OF FARMERS[/color][/b][/center]

[color=598527][u][b]  CREATIONS [/b][/u][/color]
https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/171516-pelegaths-creations/ooc#post-4641680

[color=598527][u][b]  Dᴏᴍᴀɪɴ & Pᴏʀᴛꜰᴏʟɪᴏ [/b][/u][/color]
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Death is feared, respected and often considered with a poetic beauty. What few poems and epics address is the aftermath of Death's touch, what happens to the vessel left behind. The point beyond the soul's reaping is where Pelegath, god of decay takes up the torch. Many think of decay in a less than flattering light. Words like decay, putrefaction and rot conjure feelings of disgust. Few see beauty in a fallen tree being slowly consumed by fungi and crawling things in the dirt until it becomes putrid sludge, but Pelegath sees nigh unmatched elegance in such things. Decay may not be fragrant or have wonderful colors but what could be more poetic than the living reclaiming the dead to create new life?

Decay is a process that occurs all around but remains largely abhorred or simply forgotten despite its importance. If the dead did not wither into soil, where then would plants take root? If a carcass remained where it lay, what then would return its tangible form to creation? The rotting of slain beasts feeds the grass around them and this grass will feed new beasts, new life. Pelegath is not merely a bringer of ruin he is a being of cleansing, rebirth and renewal.

Pelegath has the power to cause matter to decay and degrade with touch or by will if the matter in question is close enough. His portfolio is decay, but only in the physical sense. Things such as moral or mental decay fall outside his jurisdiction while a rotting corpse may well be his handiwork.

The Lord of Rot is revered by crop farmers as his handiwork helps replenish the fertility of the soil they depend on for their livelihood. Most crop farmers have a shrine to Pelegath on their property or have access to one.
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[color=598527][u][b]  Aʟɪɢɴᴍᴇɴᴛ [/b][/u][/color]
[indent]Neutral Good[/indent]

[color=598527][u][b]  Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ  [/b][/u][/color]
[indent]Despite the unpleasantness associated with his work, Pelegath is a kind and merciful god who generously uses his power for the benefit of those who do not manage to invoke his wrath. In fact, The Putrid One thoroughly enjoys speaking with mortals that can stand the horrible reek that emanates from him but many people unacquainted with him are usually, understandably, uneasy at the sight of him.
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He is slow to anger and quick to forgive, especially when those who raised his ire make concerted effort to atone. Virtually the only act a mortal is capable of that would truly anger him are meddling in necromancy and undeath which he sees as affronts to the natural order.  Such magics can be used to avoid Death and therefore him far longer than any non-divine being should. Though his anger rarely surfaces, it is nothing to be trifled with.
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Though a bringer of destruction, Pelegath has no love for needless destruction. Rot prepares the way for new life and creation. There is intent beyond carnage.[/indent]

[color=598527][u][b]  Appearance [/b][/u][/color]
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Pelegath’s exact form is ever changing with parts growing and rotting off him in a never ending cycle. At times he appears in a form with a patchwork of rotted skin spotted with maggots squirming within his flesh and other times his form is mostly bones with scraps of rotted meat clinging to his frame. No mater what form he takes, flies swarm him wherever he appears and mold clings to him as tightly as the stench of death that hangs in the air about him. Despite the fluidity of his shape, there are a few constants about his form such as the presence of antlers of various composition and states of decay. Most every form he takes has antlers in some capacity.

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[color=598527][u][b]  Mᴜsɪᴄᴀʟ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ  [/b][/u][/color]
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