Vhisaur, The King of Games
Risen God of Games, Competition, Excellence, and Rarity
...it was a dark and dreary night at the Parlor when it happened. The kind of night that makes even hard-boiled men tense and pensive - like they're waiting for somethin'. The kind of night where death could be lookin' in your window and you'd never know. The parlor's never been a stranger to odd visitors, I admit - but this visitor in particular stood head and shoulders above the rest. The kinda man who entered a room and brought everything to a stop for a second or two. You know the ones. Well, this time, it was a head-turner of the worst kind - thought my eyes was playin' tricks on me at first, but it was real; a genuine devil in the flesh. Skin as red as fresh blood, eyes the color of smoldering embers - tattered wings made of blackened leather, stretched too tightly over thin bones. I tasted brimstone and ash when I saw him - and a desire deeper than I ever experienced. Deeper than the 'lust' kind - the kind of desire a man has when he hasn't drank in two weeks and sees a lake on the horizon, 'cept in the shape of a man. That kind of desire. The King of Games seemed unaffected. Kept on smokin' like a forest fire, unflinching. 'Lord of the Nine', he said - 'You honor my parlor with your presence.' His words cleared my head like smelling salts. I can think clearly for the first time since the guest arrives - the King of Games' presence a Lighthouse for the black sea my mind is adrift upon. The guest sat down at the table across from him, and shoots me a look - the look you'd give a fly that just landed on your knee. We only locked eyes for a second, but it took all I had not to scream. Felt like I was back at the funeral - that same wrench in my heart, except a thousand times worse...worst part was, it felt good. Like a painkiller dose would to an amputee. Made me want more. It only got worse when he spoke. 'You honor me, King of Games', he said. Every word he said was like honey wrapped in velvet - made my head hurt. Like he was speaking me thoughts for me. 'I hear anything can be wagered here - anything can be gained', he continued - 'A useful place indeed, in this time when gods are made mortal'. Felt my mind slipping back to that dark ocean, flickering and sizzling like a torch in a rainstorm. The words he speaks hurt me - hurt my soul. I'm not built to understand them - his words bend and buzz and twist like an out-of-tune harmonica in my ears. I excused myself, after that - Gods were dealing in the parlor tonight. And men like me weren't invited.Titles: The King of Games, The Egotist, Master of the Manifold, The Duke of Duels, Akhenaten's Accumulator Favored Weapon: Dart(In the shape of a card instead of a dart) Alignment: True Neutral Church Moniker: Church of the King of Games Obedience: Spend an hour counting up a deck of cards and practicing dealing them in various ways. While doing so, hone your tactics and strategies for the games you play and envision how, if you were a foe, how you would tear them apart. Once the hour is up, order the cards in the same way as they began the hour and whisper a prayer to Vhisaur. Obedience Effect: You can throw a card as though it were a dart, with the same range and other features but with a damage die one step higher than normal. You may magically apparate playing cards with a snap of your fingers for both throwing and playing, but can apparate no more than 52 at a time. Once per day, you can use your deck to replicate a Commune spell with Vhisaur except you may only ask one question.
Divine Domains
Community, Luck, Glory(Heroism and Hubris Subdomains Only), War(Duels Subdomain Only), Strength(Competition, Resolve, and Self-Realization Subdomains Only)
Holy Books & Codes
Beginner's Guide to Vhis-ri-ko, The Collector's Compendium
Divine Symbols & Sigils
A playing card with a crown on it
Tenets of Faith
Give no quarter. If you must play, play to win. Never go easy on a foe.
Skill, not Subterfuge. Your skill alone shall avail you - Excellence takes no shortcuts.
Games over Blood. Strive to resolve conflict via game and competition before blood and blade.
No free rides. The higher the stakes, the higher the glory - a game with no stakes is not worth playing.
Ruin the Second-Rate. Cast down those who pretend at or make a hobby of that which you excel at and do everything in your power to ensure they never again return to it.
Excellence and Supremacy. Never back down and never give anything less than everything. Each competition and challenge is an avenue to prove your Excellence.
Holidays
The Duel City Finals
Divine Goals & Aspirations
Promote competition.
Inspire others to never settle for mediocrity.
Collect all rare things in the Planescape.
Prove himself and his followers superior to all things.
Relationships
Vhisaur, The King of Games
Arch-Rival (Important)Towards The Greedqueen, She who Covets
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Subversive
The Greedqueen, She who Covets
Arch-Rival (Vital)Towards Vhisaur, The King of Games
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Subversive
History
A rivalry as old as memory, Vhisaur is said to have earned the Ire of the Greedqueen when he managed to best her in a competition and take the source of her innate divinity, which she herself has stolen from another creature or source long since lost to time. Without her source, The Greedqueen was forced to rely on her followers for power while Vhisaur, who had already attained Godhood through his own supremacy and dealings as a mortal, simply stored his trophy away, confident that only he was worthy of it. Now, the two eternally feud...Vhisaur, to prove his superiority to her, and The Greedqueen, to punish him and take back what she believes is rightfully hers.
Divine Classification
Religions
Alignment
True Neutral
Spouses
Siblings
Children
Down on your luck? Despairing at this world where gods now walk undaunted amongst mortals? Fear not - the Player's Parlor is a land where violence cannot reach you. A land where the brave, bold, and skillful can even best a god. A land where anything can be wagered, and anything can be gained. Speak the High-Roller's Prayer at the stroke of midnight, and open the door to paradise.
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