Narinder

(Part 5/5 of my Cult of the Lamb inspired series.) Narinder was once one of the five bishops of the Old Faith, beings of godlike ability who rule these lands that once belonged to many other gods that are now no more. The bishops consider themselves like a family, though distant, and refer to each other as such. He was the middle child and a god of death and impermanence who guided souls on their way to the afterlife from his realm, a white empty purgatory like expanse, tranquil but empty. A millennia ago, a quarrel between the four current bishops, Leshy, Heket, Kallamar, and Shamura and Narinder, was ended and he was bound down below in his realm, the realm of the dead. Though it was not a peaceful end. Narinder did not go willingly. He had decided to make death impermanent. To allow mortals to live again. A concept his mind was opened to thanks to his eldest sibling, the wise Shamura. Unfortunately, in doing so, balance was undone, he was growing too powerful, and the mortals had no need to fear anything anymore if death was impermanent. And so he had to be stopped. Tears and blood alike were shed in great quantities that day, but he was banished nonetheless. Shamura supplied him with two mortals to keep him company for eternity, though he didn’t want them. He awaits his promised liberator, one foretold by a prophecy Shamura had foreseen. A prophecy Narinder knows of as his influence in the lands of the old faith is not completely gone. After all, things still need to die. Much like yourself.