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and then i found a circle of people RP as different brands.

shit

i am bested

Ay-EL

Titles

River Walker 

the man in the hat

The soaked man

the Celestial rouge 

AdjectiveThe drown

HomeThe Seas

AlignmentChaotic neutral

Portfolio

Trickery

luck
madness
sailing

Sailors, mercenary, theves, gamblers

Grippli, mermaids, cactaurs, most sea life

Cleric AlignmentsCG NN CN CE

Domains Water, charm, trickery
, Madness, Luck

Subdomainsflotsam, insanity, Deception,  Lust, Thievery

Favored WeaponImprovised weapon

The worshipers of Ay-El are a varied lot: Gamblers letting it all ride, fishermen unsure if they will come back w/ the big catch or not come back at all, or anyone who knows that life is pandemonium. known to take a the form of a man drenched in water and mettle in the affers of mortals, Ay-El is a flippant god who acts seemingly at random, just as likely to shower his followers w/ gifts and and he is to sink the very earth under their feet.

there is no formal church/clergy: the river walker often personally empowers individuals who please him and press them into service as his agents (his clerics typicality aren’t told what they did to gain this power or really any clear instruction). this leads to a some people who are looking to pay it forward and others who just lash out against esblishment

he has never raised up an avatar, choosing instead to step on the mortal plane   

In the beginning when the gods came together He claimed the sea as his domain, and used this dawning age to great sea life as he was fascinated w/ the fluid, unpredictable nature of the sea. he set about populating the seas w/ all manner of strange life, supplementing the existing flora and fauna w/ all manner of strange sea life: squids, pufferfish, electric eels all were all beginning. from there he set about making the great sea monsters that make the seas a foreboding places for inexperienced seamen.  but he grew jealous of  of all the commotion that was going on in wilmos  so he took a long walk in land and drag the seas w/ him, much to the chagrin of everything living in the way

there are countless tales of what he did in the time betwixt then and they rarely make sense and constantly contradict, the most famous of which was is excursion to the shifting sands of the wilmos great desert where he began courting the cactar people he was fascinated w/ the plantmen and wooed them w/ his silvery tongue and gifts of water, he gave them the secites to mix hard sand (something not quite adobe and not quite cement) which was made them sought after builders who’s desert settlements dot the landscape. they are constantly serching for water and treat it as a holy sacrament. they take there time, work w/ care and prize wit

His first attempt at creating amphibious life was the mermen, a hardy race who scrape out a living in the north sea, they can go onland but they fins prevent them from  excelling. he tiered of them quickly and he abandoned them, they are tougher for it, they formed the black shell an order dedicated to watching out for the people (as their god sure isn’t) they have a survive oriented culture as they have to battle the odd fauna that ay-el has also tired of. there have been many attempt to win the favor of their creator  including an ill fated siege of the volcano roots to the north 

His chosen people are the grippli, a colorful race of small and the completed version of his vision of an amphibious race but he gave them pride by stealing the colors of the river flowers which led to infighting and strong tribalism. they have scraped out a territory  due in large part to the signature weapon, GUNS! ( given through a little love form their patron) the are they sole producers of black sand, a volatile compound that is a closely guarded secret.they are nible little fuckers who are quick to fighter and are on the whole on big on law and order