question: Ryan did you have concerns prior to making the show Mystery Files?
ryan, who less than five minutes ago went down a list of the watcher crew one by one and determined that he wouldn't trust a single person* to be on his heist crew because they'd either rat him out or turn on and kill him: I mean yeah but i have concerns about everything. i'm concerned about what i'm going to have for dinner
*except Shane, who Ryan would trust to rob a bank with him, but fully admits they wouldn't succeed
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something something gods and their dual aspects. the warmth and the wrath of the sun. both the nourishment of life/growth and the destruction of heat and drought. fire burns you but warms your hands in the cold, holds back the dark of the night. the simultaneous serenity and changing face of the moon. the dark which hides your enemies from your sight but also hides you from theirs. the night is dark and full of terrors but oh isn't it wondrous. being able to embody both but the balance rests on the edge of a knife, tip it and you become other. they wear your face but flipped, like a mirror. mirrors show our true selves in perfect detail but only as a lie. the change is not always in your control, in either direction. as above so below. belief being both a redemptive and damning force. rage as a protective and destructive force. both shield and weapon and which they are depends on the care of the wielder. who placed that weapon in their hands, you or them? can anyone hear me please do you hear me
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Howdy Mr. Dapper! Your ideas for zhuzhing up different gods are always so cool, I was wondering if you had any for Grummsh? Either keeping him as a patron of orcs but losing the evilness, or making him believably evil but not relegating him to one people?
Deity: Gruumsh, God of Grudges
The soldiers let me and my boy through the wall because they thought we’d be useful. Making leather’s foul work but someone’s got to mend their armour and boots. A few years go past and my boy gets bigger, starts looking like he might be a problem, so they start looking for excuses, and they keep finding excuses until they have him on the ground and are beating him to death with the boots I made them.
Ruiner, they have taken my son so let me have this instead: Help me live long enough to slip my knife under their skin, Help me flay every last one of the bastards , Help me give back this pain they’ve given me. I do not want it.
-Grimma, orcish tanner and resistance leader
As much as the kindhearted would like to deny it, there are some hatreds that are holy, some transgressions that can not be forgiven, some hurts that will not ease until they are avenged. These are the province of Gruumsh, the Ruiner, Father of the wronged. Gruumsh is a god to curse by, a god to get you through bitter times, and he lends his strength and fathomless anger to those who have been hard done by. Gruumsh is defined by his symbol of the gouged eye, a wound that will not close forced upon him by enemies yet to be brought to justice.
That justice however does not resemble anything that could be codified in law. Gruumsh is known as the Ruiner because often the ultimate culmination of his worship is just that: the violent obliteration of both his worshipper and those that wronged them, a closed circle of bloodshed and loss that balances the scales through pain.
Adventure Hooks
A storm has driven the party and several other travellers to take shelter in a roadhouse, delaying their days long journey to the next settlement but giving them a chance to get cozy by the fire, maybe trade some gossip with the others. Storytime is however interrupted when a deadman begins hammering at the door, demanding for someone to let him in so that he can wreak vengeance on those that murdered him. Interrogating the dead man through the door reveals that he was making his way towards the inn when set upon by masked figures who robbed him of his possessions and left him dead in a ditch with a prayer to the Ruiner on his lips. Its up to the party to piece together which of their dinner companions might’ve done the deed, or else the revnant is likely to break in, kill them all, and let Gruumsh sort it out.
An orcish noblewoman needs the party’s help in recovering a number of important items stolen from her family’s chapel. She was on the eve of brokering a peace with a rival noble house and putting an end to generations of bloodfued when someone broke in, defaced their altar, and stole several mementos that are not only important to her family but also empowered with a dangerous magic. Most of her people blame thieves, the rival faction, or the disfavour of Gruumsh himself, though if the party search hard enough the evidence may just point them in the direction of her hot blooded younger brother who feels as if he’s yet to prove himself in the family’s ongoing conflict.
An enterprising land baron attempted to oust the local hermit from his land and ended up getting some divine wrath for his trouble, the old crank’s curse bringing down a celestially empowered chimera to harry the baron and rampage across his holdings. Landlords are parasites, and while the party might be tempted to let the beast despite the generous reward he offers, there is also the matter of the other people live on his various tenant farms who’ve been caught in the literal crossfire. Perhaps there’s a more equitable way to end this, especially since killing the beast ( or the hermit, as the landlord subtly entreats) may bring Gruumsh’s wrath down on them.
As with gods like the Allhammer or the Archheart, Gruumsh can be worshipped by any but is most often depicted as an orc, with some myths claiming that the first orcs rose up in legion from the drops of blood spilled from the Ruiner when his eye was first taken. Some of his priests, known as grudgekeepers like to joke that the famed orcish resilience in the face of grievous harm is one of Gruumsh’s favourite gifts, the chance to strike back against your murderer one last time before death comes to claim you.
There are few temples dedicated to the Ruiner, and those do exist often serve as monuments to wrongs so great that could not be avenged. Likewise those devotees who extend their faith into public practice tend to preach to others seeking to memorialize, or to ferment public agitation against some great personal or social injustice that must be corrected. Some societies try to suppress worship of the ruiner, fearing that he incites the same pain he claims to avenge, but in these austere cultures where the mighty may do as they please Gruumsh has little need of temples: his shrines are the bloodstains that can’t be cleaned off the street, his prayers are made in defaced edifices and vulgar words shared between those who suffer.
Signs: Fresh blood remembering old violence, rage so pure it distorts reality, physical cracks in symbols of authority
Symbols: A lone bleeding eye, nails driven into a resilient surface over and over and over again.
Titles: The Ruiner, The Unblinking, He who never sleeps
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