Bol is the son of the gods of wind and sea, he inherited their flights of whimsy and their sudden flashes of wrath and was quickly consumed by those impulses. Bol will whip up storms and tempests seeming at a whim, lashing out at slights imagined or real, and simply to relish in its own power granted by divinity. His storms at their most powerful lay waste to anything in his path, ripping apart entire villages and killing many. Though his storms are powerful they are often, fortunately, short-lived. The anger of Bol is quick to fade or transition as his attention is caught by some new focus or simply to become spent.
Bol’s storms do have their uses, the other gods exploit his temper as an instrument of divine retribution, sending him out against peoples that have done great insult to the gods, or sometimes that have simply caused offense. He also uses his storms to toy with mortals or to position “heroes,” whipping up winds to fling them to far off shores or deprive them of the luxury of rest.
The faithful consider him reckless and impetuous, without a great deal of foresight. When pressed they may even call him a brat, before fearfully looking up to the sky. Many legends credit the development of flying sea creatures, such as windfish or the sky whales, as coinciding with his birth and closely associate them with him