DEITIES/FAITHS

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Order of the Forge - originally a dwarven cleric order that focused on the creation of weapons and armor and the use of them. Domains: Earth, Fire, Magic, War (Warhammer).

"But have you the courage to stand up to fire? To fight hot iron with only hammer and tongs?" -Hevydd the Smith

All clerics of the Order of the Forge must have ranks in armorsmithing and weaponsmithing.

"Then you shall make a sword and when you're done, you'll tell me which is harder labor: smiting or smithing!" -Hevydd the Smith<

All clerics of the Order of the Forge are only allowed to use weapons and armor that they themselves forge. A cleric may use a weapon or armor that they did not forge in an emergency, but then must seek atonement.

"Life's a forge! Yes, and hammer and anvil, too! You'll be roasted, smelted, and pounded, and you'll scarce know what's happened to you. But stand boldly to it! Metal's worthless till it's shaped and tempered!" -Hevydd the Smith

Clerics of the Order of the Forge, see combat as an opportunity to test the worthiness of their equipment. For this reason they are often found on the front lines of conflicts.

"Life's a forge, say I! Face the poundings; don't fear the proving; and you'll stand well against any hammer and anvil!" -Hevydd the Smith

Since the Order of the Forge was started by dwarves, former non-evil clerics of Laduguer, most other races are not encouraged to join. Since dwarves do not easily give their trust (takes about 100 years or so), most short lived clerics are actually the children or grandchildren of provisional members of the Order.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
D’Kor:
"I have known gods. He who denies them is as blind as he who trusts them too deeply. I seek not beyond death. It may be the blackness averred by Nemedian skeptics, or Crom’s realm of ice and cloud, or the snowy plains of and vaulted halls of the Nordheimer’s Valhalla. I know not, nor do I care. Let me live deep while I live; let me know the rich juices of red meat and stinging wine on my palate, the hot embrace of white arms, the mad exultation of battle when the blue blades flame and crimson, and I am content. Let teachers and priests and philosophers brood over questions of reality and illusion. I know this: if life is illusion, then I am no less an illusion, and being thus, the illusion is real to me. I live, I burn with life, I love, I slay, and am content." – Conan of Cimmeria

D'Kor, the demigod of revelry, is chaotic neutral. He is also known as the Reveler, the Drunken One, and Keg's Bane. His worshippers include orcs, barbarians, bards, and rogues. The domains he is associated with are Chaos, Destruction, and Strength. D'Kor's favored weapon is *the club (really a leg off of a table). His holy symbol is a broken mug.

D'Kor was born of a union between a deity and an orc female (Gralga). D'Kor rose to a demigod when he lost his mortal form after a tavern collapsed on him. The tavern had been damaged during a wrestling match that D'Kor had taken part in. Clerics of the Reveler tend to work as warriors when not feasting, wenching, and drinking.

D'Kor teaches that orcs can live in (relative) peace with other humanoids. As long as there is meat on the plate and ale in the mug all is fine in the world. D'Kor's followers have been known to join orc warparties but tend to be even more unreliable then the average orc warrior.

The only hint to D'Kor's father (besides his name) is his striking red hair.