Sarajin

King of the Icy Wind, Lord of the Perilous Quest and of the Bloody Axe, Master of the Frosty Climes, The Gray Slayer

Sarajin is a god of battlelust, requiring fearlessness and bravado of his adherants. He loves the "sport" of war, and takes great pleasure in watching, and even participating in, large battles. The only virtue universally admired by adherants of Sarajin is courage. Sarajin is usually portrayed as a giant, yellow-haired, bearded warrior clad in furs and leather, who rides across the snowy wastes in his sled, Shalka. He bears Fakang, his great double-bladed axe, which is able to split a mountain or cause storms or earthquakes. Sarajin purportedly dwells in Talagaad, his ice castle in Yashain. The souls of his adherants who die in battle are taken there where they spend each day locked in combat. At dusk the fallen are revived and victors and vanquished orgy all night within the feasting halls of Talagaad. At dawn the battle is resumed. To a devout Sarajinian, this is paradise. Near Talagaad stands Meflygur, the tree of the blood of the slain, which grow a hundred crimson apples each night. It is said that mortals who eat the fruit are healed of wounds and gifted with immortality and youth. Most priests of Sarajin tend to be both accomplished warriors as well as priests. According to the Ljarl and other oral teachings, cowardise is the single most repugnant sin. Death in glorious combat is preferable to showing fear. Sarajin adherants seem nearly impervious to the effects of fear in combat. They are not all berserkers (jumping into every fray that comes their way), but also not far from it. The ivinians have a very rich oral history of their religion, in fact, most all of their doctrine is oral. The stories cover all aspects of ivinian life from the code of the Ljarl to examples of a how to be a great thrangaad.