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|titles=The Black Wyrm
|titles=The Black Wyrm
|pantheon=[[Lakinger]]
|pantheon=[[Lakinger]]
|domains=Might, Dust, Tyranny, Perfection, Trickery, Wyrmkin
|domains=Might, Dust, Tyranny, Perfection, Trickery, Dragon
|edicts=strike foes at the root, employ military strategy, achieve victory at any cost
|anathema=take pity on a worthy enemy, beg for mercy, worship [[Dum]]
|weapon=Halberd
|weapon=Halberd
|gender=Male
|animal=Black adder
}}
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{{This}} {{IPA|deɪn|dane}} was brother to [[Aurion]] and [[Aubechs]].
{{This}} {{IPA|deɪn|dane}} was brother to [[Aurion]] and [[Aubechs]] and marshal-beast of [[Chimerae|the she-goat's court]]. He bore the aspect of an ebon-scaled dragon or winged serpent or of a general in armor with the head of such a creature.
 
Deun was at his birth blessed by [[Dum]] with a heart of such rare strength that the godling would quiver and writhe with its every beat. For pain or for fear or for spite or for something stranger, he tore the heart from his chest in a slight insufferable to the undying god, and so its bitter feud with the heartless wyrm is said to have begun.


[[Category:Lakinger]]
[[Category:Lakinger]]

Latest revision as of 21:15, 7 September 2026

Deun
The Black Wyrm
Pantheon Lakinger
Demesne Might
Dust
Tyranny
Perfection
Trickery
Dragon
Edicts strike foes at the root
employ military strategy
achieve victory at any cost
Anathema take pity on a worthy enemy
beg for mercy
worship Dum
Gender Male
Favoured Weapon Halberd
Sacred Animal Black adder

Deun (/deɪn/, "dane") was brother to Aurion and Aubechs and marshal-beast of the she-goat's court. He bore the aspect of an ebon-scaled dragon or winged serpent or of a general in armor with the head of such a creature.

Deun was at his birth blessed by Dum with a heart of such rare strength that the godling would quiver and writhe with its every beat. For pain or for fear or for spite or for something stranger, he tore the heart from his chest in a slight insufferable to the undying god, and so its bitter feud with the heartless wyrm is said to have begun.