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- Treacherous
- Sorcery
- Alchemy
- Gods
- Intercessor
- Soldier
- Toolmaker
- Mutilated
- Versinya
- Lacrymosa
- Verachtlich
- Illaria
- Deceased
- Powers
- Sky
- Land
- Stars
- Oceans
- Fire
The Sky
The Sky, the myth-cycles of Horizon would have you believe, was born of the song that the Gods sang as they danced upon their newmade world. Some say that the song was a song of liberation from the harsh and merciless edicts of the Stars. Some say that it was a song of victory and conquest over the raving and wild Fire. Others will tell you that it was a song of mourning, for the Gods knew that the hour of their greatest triumph had already come and gone.Whatever the truth of the song, they sang it from one end of the world to another, and there was nowhere where it was not heard; it is said that this is how the Sky gained its love of travel and travellers. A lot of the superstitions of sailors, railwaymen, military scouts and messengers, and other folk who spend a lot of time on long, dangerous journeys tend to stem from the worship of the Sky in the time before the Church of the Intercessor's creed prevailed.
The Sky is also associated with freedom and breaking the rules - but not in the blind, chaotic manner associated with the Fire. The Fire is about riots, psychosis, and unrestrained destruction; the Sky is about rebellions, revolutions, and liberation from the chains that bind us - both metaphorical chains and physical chains apply here.
This relentless devotion to freedom makes the worship of the Sky alluring to many, especially revolutionary sorts prone to assuming that their definition of freedom is the sort the Sky likes best. Ask any priest of the Intercessor, though, and they will patiently explain that the restraints and responsibilities that the Sky would have us shrug aside are what make us who we are. If we were freed of the bindings of our homes, we would be beggars and nomads; if we were freed of the bindings of our responsibilities, no grain would grow in the fields and the factories would stand empty. The Sky would, if it had its way, liberate us utterly so that we would be free to starve, homeless and penniless, and then expect us to thank it.
And if the Sky really wanted us to be free, why won't it give us wings and let us fly?
Rumours
The history books won't tell you this, but the Imperial Governor of Jurica just before the Great Storm was a monstrous bully - not even the Emperor at his most senile and bloodthirsty was as cruel or as petty. The Sky took pity upon the folk of Jurica, and sent the Great Storm to free them.You're new in town aren't you? Just wait until you witness your first thunderstorm in Horizon - the wind buffets against the Wall like a sledgehammer and is driven back every time. Some say that the Sky despises the Wall which keeps both Treacherous and True imprisoned, and would see it cast down.
Every so often a nutter thinks they can climb the Wall. Don't ask me why, there's far easier ways to get to the Treacherous Lands, but they do. Most of the time their corpses eventually are blown off the ledges they froze to death on and make a nice crater, and "climbed the Wall" has become slang for "committed suicide". Sometimes, they don't come back at all, and that's because the Sky has taken pity on them and taken them to a better place.
Once, on the top of a tall hill in Vegdarbarra, the Imperial Legions decided to construct a watchtower to survey the True Lands as far as eye could see. The Sky saw what they were doing but understood not, seeing only a sharp needle being raised to stab into its side. When the tower reached the clouds, the very hand of the Sky smashed it asunder.