Andelas

Andelas Domain Felines, Hunting Symbol a black cat's head on a field of red Pantheon Pantheon of Lornon Smite/Bane Bane Critical Slash

God of Felines and Hunting

Andelas is the lord of cats, and so is different to some degree from the rest of the dark gods. In fact, were it not for his decidedly sadistic nature, it could be argued that Andelas is not really 'evil'.

Followers of Andelas form cat cults, and idolize felines to the point of reenacting the stalk, the hunt, and the kill (complete with costuming, fangs, and claws). Andelas' influence is revealed in that the quarry in the reenactments are most often members of one of the humanoid races. Unfortunately, they are rarely as enthused about their own participation as the members of the cult are.

It is rumored that Andelas has an avatar that walks the land known as The Claw of Andelas.

Andelas generally appears as a great cat. In human form, however, he retains his catlike quality, from his eyes to his unusually sharp fingernails. In manner he is much like a cat, either playful, sadistic or completely indifferent. His symbol is a black cat's head on a field of red.

Shrines, Statuary, and Holy Places

Cleric Guilds

Displayed in the Prayer Rooms of each Cleric Guild is a statue of Andelas. These prayer rooms are considered a holy shrine to multiple deities.

The statue of Andelas depicts him reclining in a comfortable chair, one leg pulled up beneath him with feline grace.  Despite his seeming languor there is an aura of coiled tension about him.  He holds a thin-bladed dagger loosely cupped in his slender hand.  His smile is somehow both cruel and playful.

>touch Andelas
You reach out and touch the statue of Andelas.

A deep, rolling male voice says, "Meow."

Wehnimer's Landing Cleric Guild

Located in the Antechamber of Lornon is a table inset with fist-sized seals depicting all of the Lornon arkati, including one for Andelas. This area is not considered a holy shrine.

A black cat's head on a field of red is painted on the golden seal of Andelas.

Icemule Trace Cleric Guild

One of the Halls of Lessons in the Icemule Trace Cleric Guild is dedicated to Andelas. The statue is identical to that in the other Cleric Guilds. It is considered a holy shrine.

[Cleric Guild, Hall of Lessons]
Walls of dark-hued ice ascend in a curving arc to form this narrow circular chamber, the wan moonlight filtering through in fractured, hazy waves. A dark red altar stands near one of the walls, a quietly menacing statue carved out of the surroundings sitting behind it. Faint twinges of light emanate from the thick ice around the statue, distorted slightly by the crystalline facets, though at times the sparkles resemble a luminous slitted eye.
Obvious exits: northwest

>look altar
Fashioned from red-tinted steel dotted with subtle whorls, the altar's face bears the simplistic rendition of a cat's head carved from lustrous black onyx.  An open book lies upon the altar's surface, its cover of the exact same hue.

>read book
In the Common language, it reads:
"Darkness is a mystery.  Will it hold something pleasant, impartial... or something with claws?  Should you walk the path of the Cat, one day you might know."

River's Rest Cleric Guild

One of the Halls of Lessons in the River's Rest Cleric Guild is dedicated to Andelas. The statue is identical to that in the other Cleric Guilds. It is considered a holy shrine.

[Cleric Guild, Hall of Lessons]
Dimly lit by a mere few candles placed throughout the room, the walls of this small chamber feature bas-relief panthers and other cats crouched and ready to pounce. A pair of luminous emerald green eyes to the southeast belong to a statue of a man reclining in a comfortable chair, his shadowed form recessed in a small alcove. A claw-footed altar of deep red marble is set below the man's gaze, which seems almost indifferent.
Obvious exits: northwest

Cut from a solid block of mottled red marble, the altar bears an emblem of a black cat's head of onyx upon its face.  Resting on the lustrous surface of the altar is an open tome, its cover the same hue.

In the Common language, it reads:
"Fickle be Andelas, the Cat Lord.  One moment an amusing distraction, and in the next you're his newest prey.  And if you are lucky, both."

Messaging

To add messaging, see deity messaging.

Spell/Ability	Messaging
CHANT (verb)	[1p cleric] You chant a reverent orison, asking Andelas for a successful hunt. [3p cleric] CLERIC chants a short but reverent orison, asking for a successful hunt. [1p paladin] You bow your head and chant a short prayer to Andelas, causing blood red and black light to momentarily coalesce in front of you. [3p paladin] PALADIN bows his head and chants a short prayer, causing blood red and black light to momentarily coalesce in front of him.
Major Sanctuary (220)	You hear a low purr as the scene before you turns to amorphous shapes of warm color, then it all blurs... [Feline Sanctuary] Hot and well lit, the tree-bound platform stands high above the forest floor. Sunlight slants across the rough planks and a cool breeze rustles the nearby leaves. The sound of a prowling jaguar rises from the floor below, but is quickly quelled by an answering purr. The world around you narrows, and a feeling of lassitude fills you...
Well of Life (308)	As you sense your souls have linked together, a deep, rich purring, more felt than heard, vibrates through your body.
Condemn (309)	[Success] A low, rumbling growl fills the air, freezing TARGET in (his/her/its) tracks! [Failure] An angry feline yowl gives TARGET pause, but nothing comes of it. [Damage] A sleek black shape leaps past TARGET and lashes out with sharp claws, slashing (him/her/it) for X points of damage! [Debuff end] The rumbling growl directed at TARGET fades away.
Blind (311)	[1p] This section has not been added yet; please add to it now! [2p]
Prayer (313)	[1p] Turning your thoughts inward, you ask for the pleasure of your deity to protect you. A low, rumbling purr vibrates through your head, and you sense that your prayer has been granted. [3p] This section has not been added yet; please add to it now!
Censure (316)	For your transgressions, you will be hunted, little prey. Between shadow and light, between branch and wall, the eyes you cannot see will see you. The claws are sharp, and your flesh is weak. Run, little prey, for the chase is marvelous fun....
Raise Dead (318)	[1p] A feeling of deep lassitude overcomes you as your lips part in a soft chant that is no louder than a gentle purr. Deep within your body you feel as though something is stretching languidly and slowly waking. The world takes on a black and white hue as another, deeper purr joins your own and at its climax you touch TARGET on the forehead. You feel a deep contentment at the exchange of raw power that your touch causes within his, and you feel the cat within return to quiet slumber; the experience leaving you to feel slightly weakened. [2p] Shadows shift and roll around CASTER as his lips part in a soft chant that is no louder than a gentle purr. Taking on definition and contrast, the shadows around CASTER morph into the semblance of a large feline stretching languidly and his eyes take on a yellow cast as he gazes at you. A deeper, louder purr accompanies CASTER's as he touches your forehead and the feeling of raw power that burst over you blinds you. When your vision clears the shadows are long and his eyes have returned to normal. [3p] This section has not been added yet; please add to it now!
Intercession	a dusky chrysoberyl cat symbol This section has not been added yet; please add to it now!
Divine Wrath (335)	[1p] This section has not been added yet; please add to it now! [3p] Caster's gaze grows keen and feral as a golden haze streaked with black manifests around him. Suddenly, the shadows come alive with lithe feline forms, which prowl and stalk around in a wide-ranging circle. An ethereal (random feline) lunges toward TARGET, slashing out viciously with its claws! (missing end message) [Look Caster] [Manifestation] a shadowy group of lithe feline forms prowling in a wide ring about the area The glint of a claw, the gleam of a yellow eye, the graceful arch of a proud head, the disdainful flick of a tail in the second before a lightning-swift leap -- it is all that you can perceive of the circling forms. As soon as you try to focus your attention upon any single one of the shadows, it is gone, and an intense feeling of being watched creeps over you.
Symbol of the Proselyte (340)	[Cast] This section has not been added yet; please add to it now! [Chant]
Miracle (350)	[1p] This section has not been added yet; please add to it now! [3p]
Aid the Fallen (1613)
Repentance (1615)	[1p] This section has not been added yet; please add to it now! [2p] [3p]
Judgment (1630)	[1p] You briefly close your eyes, and a loud thrumming sound, like that of something purring, rises up near you. A faint black light builds up and emanates from your hand before thin black claws extend from your hand! A volley of black shards gleam from the tip of the claws, striking TARGET! The ethereal claws on your hand slowly retract from view. [3p] This section has not been added yet; please add to it now!
Divine Incarnation (1650)	[Cast 1p] The last syllables of your spell roll off your tongue like a purr, and your vision narrows with impossible clarity in a flare of golden light. [Cast 3p] The last syllables of CASTER'S spell roll off her tongue like a purr, and her eyes flare a tawny golden light as her pupils stretch into cat eye slits. [Expiration 1p] You feel the influence of Andelas leaving you as the borrowed power curls within you, languidly falling into a deep and abiding sleep like a feline lounging in the sun. [Expiration 3p] The tawny gold of CASTER'S eyes slowly begins to fade, not so much disappearing as receding inward, and her pupils are the last to recover, the slits gradually returning to normal. [Zeal 1p] You beseech your patron for combat prowess as dusky grey shadow begins to take form, swirling violently around you. [Zeal 3p] CASTER beseeches her patron as dusky grey shadow begins to take form, swirling violently around her. [Armor 1p] As you loosen the tension from your muscles and invoke Andelas to share his mastery of the hunt, you feel a warmth ripple across your arms, chest, and back like a mantle of soft fur. [Armor 3p] The tension seems to drain from CASTER'S body as her head dips, eyes taking on a predatory cast as swaths of ebon cascade over her arms and down her back and chest. [Smite 1p] Invoking Andelas to guide your strike, the weapon in your hand is slowly obscured by a wash of ebon mist, and vicious crimson claws superimpose over your fingertips. You raise your weapon overhead, then slash at TARGET with the wild but calculating fury of Andelas. [Smite 3p] CASTER'S weapon is slowly obscured by ebon mist as vicious crimson claws superimpose over her fingertips. With a wild look in her eyes that belies the calculation in her strike, she raises her hand overhead, then slashes at a TARGET with feline grace. [Onslaught 1p] Losing yourself in the thrill of the chase, the excitement of the catch, the approaching glory of the kill, you become a manifestation of Andelas's power. With feline grace and ferocity, you lunge at your foes, each strike possessed of a preternatural fluidity and strength. [Onslaught 3p]As CASTER'S words of supplication to Andelas dissipate on the air, she takes on an entirely different posture. Her limbs seem more elegant, her body more supple, and she moves with a feline-like grace. With ferocity, she lunges at her foes, each strike possessed of a preternatural fluidity and strength.

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