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Invasive God of Parasites, The Creeping Terror, The Crawler, Filthmonger
Disease, insects, and the disgusting places they thrive within.
Yigzavath himself is a living seedbed of raw, organic matter, from which he molds all of his creations - horrible plagues and illnesses, grotesque parasites, all with varying effects on whomever they infect. Most of these things are only good for making people's’ lives miserable in some fashion, but a few of them could potentially wreak havoc upon the entire world if left alone to do so.
It should be no surprise that any advance in medicine and healing magic presents a wrench in any of Yigzavath’s sordid plans. Fire, too, is less than adored by him and his creations. Lastly, the old adage, “cleanliness is next to godliness”, is often taken as a ward against his efforts, meaning the greater and cleaner cities often avoid them entirely.
Yigzavath resembles a hulking figure wrapped in a dark orchid cloak, standing twice the height of most mortal beings. Upon his face rests a strange white mask made of an obscure material, with ports and holes carved in it to make way for his ten, spindly appendages, which he uses functionally as hands. Peeking out from behind and under his cloak seems to be the latter half of a giant centipede, complete with a thick shell and many legs.
Yigzavath is responsible for every fly hovering over a pile of refuse, every tick that bites someone’s scalp, and all other sorts of insectoid blights upon the world. He is also the originator of a great many diseases, which are carried amongst his many infinitessimal creatures. Other than the standard range of examples many know of, much stranger and more sinister works of his exist as well. Parasites that rob people of their ability to feel a certain emotion, deprive them of their senses, or even cause them to suffer from terrifying hallucinations. These and many more, Yigzavath has brought upon the world.
Most would pray to a God or Goddess of healing to lift them of their ailments, which is definitely appropriate. Though a foolish few pray to Yigzavath in such scenarios, never mindful of the fact that to be granted his immunities, they must submit themselves entirely unto him. The Acolytes of Yigzavath are the only mortals who are either crazed, fearful, or just plain indoctrinated enough to serve such a horrendous deity. When he creates any sort of horrible illness or crawling abomination, the Acolytes are the ones who take them and unleash them upon whomever. Many who would see hardship done upon rival individuals or families are often given the perfect means to do so by Yigzavath’s own desire to spread death and decay.
Yigzavath is the sort of God with minimal influence, but still spread about in many small pockets around the world. In most cities, there can be found sects of Acolytes in the most dilapidated of grounds, communing with their God through whispering vermin and the like. Yigzavath himself physically resides within a trans-locatable cave known only as the Infested Workshop, where it is said thousands upon thousands of glass jars containing his creations rest on shelves of rocks covered in webs and dust. The Acolytes dream of it, and as their years of service linger on, the screaming of the jars’ contents grow quieter, and more terrifying all the same.
Yigzavath is the subject of many Gods’ ire, as they are to him for impeding his Acolytes’ work on constant occasions. Had he his way, the world over would be subject to his creations’ invasive wrath. He is meticulous, easily angered, and very analytical. He is not one to confront his siblings directly, but rather take his ire out on their favored mortals, the severity of his anger correlating to how long and severely he would see them suffer.
Iuppiter
Kilgarrah
Nahargu’ul
Nahash
Dormammus
Ha
Ashevelen
Asivar
Yigzavath the Pestilent
Invasive God of Parasites, The Creeping Terror, The Crawler, Filthmonger
Domains
Disease, insects, and the disgusting places they thrive within.
Powers
Yigzavath himself is a living seedbed of raw, organic matter, from which he molds all of his creations - horrible plagues and illnesses, grotesque parasites, all with varying effects on whomever they infect. Most of these things are only good for making people's’ lives miserable in some fashion, but a few of them could potentially wreak havoc upon the entire world if left alone to do so.
Vulnerabilities
It should be no surprise that any advance in medicine and healing magic presents a wrench in any of Yigzavath’s sordid plans. Fire, too, is less than adored by him and his creations. Lastly, the old adage, “cleanliness is next to godliness”, is often taken as a ward against his efforts, meaning the greater and cleaner cities often avoid them entirely.
Appearance
Yigzavath resembles a hulking figure wrapped in a dark orchid cloak, standing twice the height of most mortal beings. Upon his face rests a strange white mask made of an obscure material, with ports and holes carved in it to make way for his ten, spindly appendages, which he uses functionally as hands. Peeking out from behind and under his cloak seems to be the latter half of a giant centipede, complete with a thick shell and many legs.
Creations
Yigzavath is responsible for every fly hovering over a pile of refuse, every tick that bites someone’s scalp, and all other sorts of insectoid blights upon the world. He is also the originator of a great many diseases, which are carried amongst his many infinitessimal creatures. Other than the standard range of examples many know of, much stranger and more sinister works of his exist as well. Parasites that rob people of their ability to feel a certain emotion, deprive them of their senses, or even cause them to suffer from terrifying hallucinations. These and many more, Yigzavath has brought upon the world.
Worshipers, Religion, and Culture
Most would pray to a God or Goddess of healing to lift them of their ailments, which is definitely appropriate. Though a foolish few pray to Yigzavath in such scenarios, never mindful of the fact that to be granted his immunities, they must submit themselves entirely unto him. The Acolytes of Yigzavath are the only mortals who are either crazed, fearful, or just plain indoctrinated enough to serve such a horrendous deity. When he creates any sort of horrible illness or crawling abomination, the Acolytes are the ones who take them and unleash them upon whomever. Many who would see hardship done upon rival individuals or families are often given the perfect means to do so by Yigzavath’s own desire to spread death and decay.
Region or Location
Yigzavath is the sort of God with minimal influence, but still spread about in many small pockets around the world. In most cities, there can be found sects of Acolytes in the most dilapidated of grounds, communing with their God through whispering vermin and the like. Yigzavath himself physically resides within a trans-locatable cave known only as the Infested Workshop, where it is said thousands upon thousands of glass jars containing his creations rest on shelves of rocks covered in webs and dust. The Acolytes dream of it, and as their years of service linger on, the screaming of the jars’ contents grow quieter, and more terrifying all the same.
Personality
Yigzavath is the subject of many Gods’ ire, as they are to him for impeding his Acolytes’ work on constant occasions. Had he his way, the world over would be subject to his creations’ invasive wrath. He is meticulous, easily angered, and very analytical. He is not one to confront his siblings directly, but rather take his ire out on their favored mortals, the severity of his anger correlating to how long and severely he would see them suffer.
Opinions
Iuppiter
Yigzavath detests Iuppiter’s generally positive nature, contrary to most other Gods’ opinion of him. Though generally speaking, he is rarely the direct subject of his ire since the skies are of little importance to a deity of worldly filth.
Kilgarrah
Yigzavath despises fire more than he does dragons, as it is a simple but effective weapon against many of his insects. Though dragons are very resilient beings, and he has tried on more than one occasion to wreak some terrible blight upon them, to varying but often meager success.
Nahargu’ul
The God of the ocean has not done much to earn Yigzavath’s ire, though creating a waterborne disease has proven to be much of a hassle in the past, so he has mostly abstained from the practice. Still, Yigzavath has more often opted to stay on Nahargu’ul’s good side, on the rare occasion one of his Acolytes must find their way across the waters.
Nahash
When Yigzavath created parasites that could permanently distort a man’s sanity and warp their perception of the world, he cemented himself as one of Nahash’s least favored brethren. Likewise, Yigzavath holds her in contempt, and cares little if one of his diseases happens to strike her mortal plaything of the day.
Dormammus
Yigzavath holds genuine intrigue in what applications could be pursued if he and Dormammus were to cooperate. Though he doubts Dormammus holds the same thought, and even then, sorcerers have been a problem for him before.
Ha
All Yigzavath sees in Ha is another spout of fire to be irritated towards. He has annoyed the God of chivalry on some accounts as well though, having diminished or even altered the very definition of “chivalry” in some infected few.
Ashevelen
Ashevelen matters little to Yigzavath, though the two have annoyed each other in the past. Luck changing the direction of sway among his infected, often delaying their expirations, and thieves who stumbled in their line of work from bone decay and flaming lungs.
Asivar
Yigzavath has plagued many mortals in the past. The often slow, sad, and colorless deaths they experience in the end all represent the opposite of what the Divine Huntsman desires most. Yigzavath cares little for how much bloodshed he robs him of, however.
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