Jylurm, also known as the Twisted Sea, is a major god in Hazeron, and the god of the sea. Its domains are monsters, abominations, insanity, and the sea. Its symbol is commonly depicted as a broken hook.
Description
Appearance
The true appearance of Jylurm can only be approximated by the insane ramblings of the very few who believe themselves to have seen the god, survived, and didn't go completely insane. Usually, it is depicted as a giant mass of wriggling, convulsing flesh on the ocean floor, with long, reaching tendrils spreading out of its form in all directions. More comically, some visualize the god as a muscular man with a fish for a head.
Jylurm has been known to, on rare occasions, manifest an avatar to converse with those who have fallen into the sea, or even rarer, on land. Generally, he has a friendly visage, and appears to be of the same race as the creature he is conversing with.
Personality
It is said that Jylurm actually has quite a kind and disarming disposition, but as you speak to it, it slowly drives you mad.
Belief and Systems
Jylurm is a chaotic evil god. It wishes to flood all land and create an infinite sea, populated by insane, wriggling things. It dislikes order, and will do what it can to disrupt it. It is constantly at war with Hatatch and Fectovarano.
Pacts
The power that Jylurm can offer, while great, can come at great prices. Jylurm often attempts to entice those of weak mind to accept his gifts, which tend to slowly corrupt their motives and desires to suit the god's needs.
Devotees
Its followers are very often mindless or insane. Others include wizards, animal men, and a significant amount of the population of the Deadmarch, mostly those to the east that live under the sea.
Followers of Jylurm will often leave many fishhooks at the site of their next attack, implying that that they are soon coming to break them.
Commandments
- Wash the fertile earth with the foams of the ocean, and let its cries of pain nurture your resolve
- Salt the rivers and fill them with the teeming and the gnashing and the squirming
- Bite, snarl, and birth! Open your mind and let it spill into the cold, open sea
Legends
Testimony of a Shipwrecked Sailor
"So the sea opened up ahead of us in an instant - one moment the day was fair, and the sea calm - and the next, we are falling under the ocean itself. We had no time to prepare, to react - and suddenly, the sea was back. The salt of the ocean stung my eyes as I watched our proud ship sink out of sight into the dark depths below, and at that moment, I made my peace; I had to be about three thousand or so feet in the water at that point, no way I'm making it out. Then I saw them - and they weren't squids or octopi or anything else, trust me, I've been on the sea for a while, I've seen squids. These things were massive beasts, with these long, thin tentacles covered in these strange lights, and damn the gods my eyes were playing tricks on me, but I could've sworn my shipmates were actively swimming towards the monsters! Me, I was content to just sit still and die watching my friends get pulled into the dark, but then, there it was - I know it was - just sitting there on the sea bed. It lit up brightly with all these crazy colors, and it took the ship, and I swear, it swallowed the thing whole. That was a galleon! It was huge! But this thing was even bigger. I'm not sure I even saw the whole thing. And that's not even the worst of it, no...it spit the ship out. And what came out was not what went in...it's almost as if the ship, I don't know, became part of it? It had flesh, and eyes, and the glowing spots, and something around a hundred spiny, squirming little legs. Then it took the men...started doing the same things. The men I spent my whole life with, the captain, Brado, Vansen - made into these awful horrors. I found myself choking on the sea, but I couldn't die; I don't think it wanted me to die. It wanted me to watch. It stacked my former friends all around the deck of the boat creature as if they were sailing, and it scuttled off into the darkness of the ocean. Then I sat there staring at this gargantuan creature for what seemed like an eternity, when suddenly, I was on the beach. No blackout, no nothing. Except that I hear these voices every now and again. Voices like my crew, telling me to do things, terrible things. I'm not well. You have to keep me locked up here, father. Don't let me free. I don't think I'll be me much longer. I think I'm supposed to join my crew.