Imagine a God of Dental Hygiene that is worshipped by dentists everywhere. I'd worship that dude xD
Name: Molaire
Alias: Dr. Molaire, The Cosmic Maw, Jawsplitter
Gender: Male to most, may appear as a stern and attractive female to those who are uneasy around women
Domain (Portfolio): Order (Dentistry)
Domain (Portfolio) Description: Order is a domain pertaining to stability and regularity, though not necessarily predictability. Dentistry is a rather niche portfolio that gives Molaire unparalleled skill in the manipulation of mortal abilities to consume and speak. Mortals blessed by Dr. Molaire walk through life with shining jaws that bestow them with tremendous charisma and the ability to consume whatever hard candy they so please- So long as they remember to eat in moderation and floss, of course, lest many sleepless nights of inexplicable facial pain and hunger come down upon them for breaking the pact.
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Personality: Dr. Molaire exists to bring perfection to the words, behaviour, and appearance of mortals. It is his undying duty to bring all sentient life to unity within the Natural Order by endowing them with a beautiful set of chompers that facilitates wholesome and harmonious conduct with others, and set a standard of discipline and care for mortals through the propagation of otherwise meaningless rituals such as regular flossing, replacing their toothbrush every month, and never rinsing without specially-formulated mouthwash. Through these rituals, Molaire knows, worthy mortals will learn patience and determination, even in little details.
Appearance:
Description: Dr. Molaire is an agent of suppression, forcing to yield those who flee from the Supreme Natural Order. From within his hellish personal plane, a realm of stark white walls and instruments of elaborate metal torture, he whispers into the ears of mortals, causing them to obsess over dental hygiene that they cannot necessarily afford and experience tremendous guilt and self-doubt if they do not conform to orthodontic perfection.
Temples of Molaire are horrifying places that reflect his own unfeeling brutality, sterile to all that lives and loves, and the Robes of Molaire are designed to unsettle impure heretics by obscuring all that is human about their tormentors, particularly the hands and face.
Concealment Level: 1
Detection Level: 1
Musical Theme: Link
Alias: Dr. Molaire, The Cosmic Maw, Jawsplitter
Gender: Male to most, may appear as a stern and attractive female to those who are uneasy around women
Domain (Portfolio): Order (Dentistry)
Domain (Portfolio) Description: Order is a domain pertaining to stability and regularity, though not necessarily predictability. Dentistry is a rather niche portfolio that gives Molaire unparalleled skill in the manipulation of mortal abilities to consume and speak. Mortals blessed by Dr. Molaire walk through life with shining jaws that bestow them with tremendous charisma and the ability to consume whatever hard candy they so please- So long as they remember to eat in moderation and floss, of course, lest many sleepless nights of inexplicable facial pain and hunger come down upon them for breaking the pact.
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Personality: Dr. Molaire exists to bring perfection to the words, behaviour, and appearance of mortals. It is his undying duty to bring all sentient life to unity within the Natural Order by endowing them with a beautiful set of chompers that facilitates wholesome and harmonious conduct with others, and set a standard of discipline and care for mortals through the propagation of otherwise meaningless rituals such as regular flossing, replacing their toothbrush every month, and never rinsing without specially-formulated mouthwash. Through these rituals, Molaire knows, worthy mortals will learn patience and determination, even in little details.
Appearance:
Description: Dr. Molaire is an agent of suppression, forcing to yield those who flee from the Supreme Natural Order. From within his hellish personal plane, a realm of stark white walls and instruments of elaborate metal torture, he whispers into the ears of mortals, causing them to obsess over dental hygiene that they cannot necessarily afford and experience tremendous guilt and self-doubt if they do not conform to orthodontic perfection.
Temples of Molaire are horrifying places that reflect his own unfeeling brutality, sterile to all that lives and loves, and the Robes of Molaire are designed to unsettle impure heretics by obscuring all that is human about their tormentors, particularly the hands and face.
Concealment Level: 1
Detection Level: 1
Musical Theme: Link
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