"They were never part of the grand pantheon, nor were they cast down in disgrace. They simply... remained. Their names are carried in whispers, their stories passed from elder to child, their presence known only to those who still remember. The gods of the Forgotten Mantle do not seek thrones or temples—they live in the spaces between, in the quiet traditions, in the moments that linger when all else fades."
—Excerpt from The Last Gods, an oral tradition kept by wandering storytellers
The Forgotten Mantle is not a pantheon in the traditional sense. Unlike the Celestial Assembly, which commands vast temples, or the Corruptor Conclave, whose presence seeps through history, these gods are remnants—deities who were never fully claimed, never fully erased.
They were born not from divine creation, but from mortal belief, their influence woven into the daily traditions of isolated clans, old rites, and the quiet faith of those who have never needed grand temples to believe.
They do not seek power. They do not make war. They endure.
Elara’thelis, The Hearthkeeper – Goddess of Hearth, Family, and Generational Wisdom
Eryndralis, The Beastmother – Goddess of Wild Spirits, Shapeshifters, and the Hunt
Lysara, The Unseen Tide – Goddess of Forgotten Histories, Lost Knowledge, and Hidden Truths
Maelis, The Silent Wanderer – God of Exiles, Paths Unknown, and the Road That Leads Nowhere
Orsundrel, The Last Titan – God of Strength, Honor, and the Will to Endure
These gods do not rule from celestial thrones, nor do they demand offerings of gold or blood. Their power is not measured by temples or priesthoods, but by remembrance, by stories passed through generations, by traditions that refuse to die.
They do not command.
They do not seek.
They simply exist, lingering in the spaces where the great gods have forgotten to look.
And as long as there are those who remember, they will never fade.