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[center][b][u][h2]Tekret Et Heret[/h2][/u][/b][/center]
[center][i]Conceptual[/i][/center]

[center][u][h3]Domain:[/h3][/u][/center]

[center][b]Order[/b][/center]

Order is structure.  It is what arises when laws are laid down, when anarchy is banished and leaders rise to guide a disparate people towards a common goal.  It is the foundation of civilizations, families, and simple lives.  For who can live a life where nothing can be relied upon?  Order provides consistency in ideals, knowledge, and in the world itself.  Every rule written, every house built, field tilled, or agreement made contributes to the advancement of Order. Tekret embraces this and, in furthering order, seeks to ensure that there exist things which can always be relied upon, things which any and all can fall back on in tumultuous times.

[center][u][h3]Portfolio:[/h3][/u][/center]

[center][b]Contracts[/b][/center]

A contract is any agreement, verbal or written, made between two entities, whether they be gods, kings, peasants, or rather clever monsters.  While one contract, say a promise to pay back a friend for a meal, may be less significant or meaningful than another, like a peace treaty between nations, all fall under Tekret’s power and sway.  Every agreement and oath is a prayer to Tekret, who hears them all.  Of course, not even Tekret cannot enforce every contract made the world over, nor would they want to. However, Tekret is more than capable of enforcing [i]some[/i].  Any contract explicitly made in Tekret’s name alerts the deity, who will more often than not imbue such contracts with a deep magic, such that breaking them would result in serious consequences.  Additionally, the more serious the contract in the mind of the participants, made in Tekret’s name or not, the more likely it is to be monitored by the God of Contracts or one of their agents.  In general, breaking any grave oath or promise is a foolish endeavour as one can never be sure they have not unwittingly caught the attention of a god.  Finally, if one tends to break their word habitually, even over trivial matters, they will find punishment is not far away, for Tekret abhors such abuses and considers them to be nothing less than a personal insult.  Those who make a name of breaking their oaths time and time again will eventually develop a black stain on their hands, one that cannot be washed away.  This stain will spread for every contract the afflicted breaks, and shrink only if they fastidiously keep to their promises and agreements.  If the stain grows large enough to touch the heart of its bearer they will be overcome with a terrible wasting sickness that will only grow worse as the stain continues to spread, and if one perishes to the disease?  Tekret will be waiting for their soul.

[center][u][h3]Realm:[/h3][/u][/center]

[center][b]The Archives[/b][/center]


To enter Tekret’s realm is no easy feat, perhaps due to what it contains.  Thousands of shimmering amber and granite palaces set under a golden sky hold the records of every contract ever made, filed away by who made them of course.  The palaces in which these records are ensconced are narrowly packed, with small canals, bridges, and green courtyards separating them.  The palaces stretch out in every direction.  In fact, if one is paying attention when they look up in the Archives they may notice that the sky itself is but more of these repositories.  This is because the Archives are set into a massive hollow sphere, one whose size is ever changing as more mortals are born and more contracts made.

At the center of that hollow sphere is a great light, illuminating the realm, and within that light is the vault.  The vault is a deeply significant and magical place, and while it may expand as needed like the rest of Tekret Et Heret’s realm it is reserved only for the most sacred contracts, those made among gods or by Tekret themselves.  It is jealously guarded, and all those who approach it without permission are provided no protection from the searing heat of its light.  In fact, entry to the vault, or even the Archives themselves, is a task which may only be accomplished by force or… Agreement.  The very contracts that govern who may enter the Archive are, indeed, within the Archive itself.

[center][u][h3]Persona:[/h3][/u][/center]

What is a person, but for what they believe and strive for?  For Tekret, that belief is that things have a natural order, that there is a place and a time for everyone and everything that is or ever will be.  Moreover, that order doesn’t imply stagnation, an endless monotony where every outcome is planned and decided, rather Tekret strives to create an order where all have something to rely on even as they venture into an often chaotic and unpredictable world.  

Even so, that faith in order has made Tekret slow to embrace new ideas or change their mind.  Not cripplingly so, for Tekret is hardly so inflexible as to reject the simple notion of evolution and change, but enough that some of their peers find Tekret less than ideal company.  Still, though the other divines may not always have time for Tekret’s peculiarities, the God of Contracts will always have time for them.  Tekret cares deeply for the welfare of the other gods, and indeed for all life.

It is no surprise then, that Tekret has adopted an almost paternalistic attitude towards mortals.  The structure in life that Tekret seeks to create is not its own end for the god, rather they see it as the best way for mortals to live well and thrive.  For this reason Tekret is among the more empathetic of the divines, willing to picture themselves in the shoes of lowly mortals and consider their situations.  This is most obvious in how Tekret acts towards those who break their oaths and agreements.  Unlike Joab-Balamm Tekret cares less for punishment and more for correction.  In all they do Tekret seeks to help, or cajole, those who they have every reason to hate into living what Tekret sees as better lives.

Of course, Tekret is not the god of tolerance or love.  There is always a line.  All structures must have foundations.  When a mortal, or even a god, crosses the line Tekret is unyielding in their response.  Compromise is almost always preferable to force, but the God of Contracts is well aware that no rule or oath can survive without power to enforce it, and when that time comes Tekret is unlikely to hesitate.

[center][u][h3]Forms:[/h3][/u][/center]


[center][b]Base Form:[/b][/center]

In their base form Tekret is a blank canvas, a featureless white humanoid devoid of any identifying qualities.  In this form Tekret can assume basic features, shift to appear masculine or feminine, have long hair or none at all, but no colour will never touch the god of contracts in their most simple appearance.  Every agreement starts somewhere, and the God of Contracts manifests in a manner as simple as a blank page. 

[center][b]Domain Form:[/b][/center] 

What is Order, but a place to call home?  A place where one will always be welcome, a foundation upon which a life may be built.  In the form of Order Tekret manifests as an open field centered on a still pond.  A solitary Crane seems to stand on that water, and any who venture into the field to meet it will feel peace in knowing that they will always be welcome.  Should the Crane, suspended on water as it is, ever begin to move the field and pond will move with it, forever keeping the bird at their center.

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[center][b]Kesheret:[/b][/center] 

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There are many things that Tekret Et Heret will never know the joy of experiencing.  The role of a God is not to live in the world, but to shape it so that those who do may live better.  Order and its progress is a greater purpose than any beings desires, even a God’s.  These are easy things to say.  

The truth is that Tekret, though loathe to admit it, is a greedy god.  This is the genesis of Kesheret, a woman created so that her God may know the world through her, may live through her.  Of course, as befits her position, Tekret may occasionally request she perform one task or another, but this is the exception, not the rule.  For Kesheret was born to live, to enjoy the world her God set about creating, not to be an agent of that effort.

Ignorant of many things, but always looking to learn, Kesheret is perhaps the greatest mistake the God of Contracts ever made.  She is also the mistake Tekret will never regret making.
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