Isiphel, God of gossip
Unorganized
What denotes their presence
Quiet falls over a room, your ears start to burn
How do they communicate with mortals
whispers in your ear, things you think you hear, through rumor
Where do they spend their time
Spend time online now, in coffee rooms, in clubs
How do they prefer to be worshipped
through spreading the truth, whatever that may be to you, give her your secrets