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The Hicon Sages
This is a list of each of the current Hicon Sages
The Arbiter, Hicon Sage of Order and Justice
- Domain(s): Death, Life, War
- Symbol(s): A scale of melting gold
- Alignment: N
Overview
She is revered by judges, lawmakers, diplomats, and those who seek justice in a world built on compromise. Her followers often walk a hard road, balancing rigid law and human compassion. She does not command obedience, but conscience, urging her worshippers to wield authority like a blade and to cut cleanly.
Appearance & Manifestations
A gnomish woman clad in robes of molten bronze, her forearms marked with radiant, scale-like patches. Her sharp eyes reveal not what always is, but what is true. Her halo, a golden scale, constantly rebalances itself, if only imperceptibly.
Doctrine
- Justice must be blind but never deaf. Hear all voices before passing judgment.
- Law is a tool, not a chain. Use it to uplift, not to bind.
- Show mercy when you can. Show resolve when you must.
Worship Practices
Balancewright is held during the autumn equinox, when light and dark are equal. On this day, communities air their grievances publicly, and justice is caried out without bias. In some regions, even long-feuding noble houses must attend or risk divine censure.
Legends
- Ascended by brokering peace between long-feuding families with one conversation.
The Champion, Hicon Sage of War and Strife
- Domain(s): Death, Tempest, War
- Symbol(s): Chipped and blood-drenched axe
- Alignment: NG
Overview
Ascending after a lifetime without a single defeat, the Champion has held the seat of War and Strife longer than any Sage in history. Always the most hotly contested title in the pantheon, where few holders lasted more than a few months before being unseated, he has reigned undefeated for over three decades, still living up to his name.
Appearance & Manifestations
The Champion is an enormous dwarven figure, weathered and scarred, clad in plain hide armor with heavy iron greaves and bracers. His axe appears mundane, even crude. Its name known only to him. His halo is a wreath of blades and blood, writhing with the agony and ecstasy of battle.
Doctrine
- Endure, and be worthy. Only by surviving the test can you claim strength.
- Never strike without purpose. Violence is sacred. It must cost something.
Worship Practices
The Champion is worshiped through feats of strength and martial prowess, with soldiers and adventurers often whispering a prayer over their blades before battle. Each year, the Day of Honor festival sees aspiring warriors test themselves in sanctioned combat, where blood is spilled and songs are sung in equal measure.
Legends
- ongest reigning Sage of War
- Fought during Boneburn Crusade, almost single-handedly won *Battle of Viellecour,* though the city fell
- Even as a mortal, he never lost a fight
Dawnbearer, Hicon Sage of Hope and Leadership
- Domain(s): Life, Light, War
- Symbol(s): A torch held up to create a sunrise
- Alignment: LG
Overview
The Dawnbearer is the Sage of resilience, rebirth, and the quiet yet steadfast refusal to give in, no matter how dark the night may be. She ascended by saving a city from the brink of destruction, holding back the collapsing walls and the despair of the people until every soul had safely fled.
Appearance & Manifestations
The Dawnbearer is a half-elven woman clothed in shimmering light, her very presence warm as the first rays of dawn. Her halo is the slow rise of the sun, golden and ever-expanding, offering light to the hopeless. Her eyes burn like twin stars, each one a beacon to those lost in the dark.
Doctrine
- The darkest night precedes the brightest dawn
- The broken are not lost. They are becoming
- When you cannot carry the world, give someone else the strength to try
Worship Practices
On the solstice of the longest night, followers of the Dawnbearer keep candles lit in their windows all night. In case someone is lost in the night, they will always be able to see their way home. Communities that worship her gather to reflect on personal trials and the strength it took to rise above them.
Legends
- It is said that when she saved the city, the sun rose not because it was time, but because she willed it.
The Gambler, Hicon Sage of Luck and Fortune
- Domain(s): Knowledge, Tempest, Trickery
- Symbol(s): Ever-rolling dice or a flipping coin
- Alignment: CN
Overview
The Gambler does not keep temples as the other gods do. His are rarely buildings and are more often card tables, crossroads, or secret dice game at midnight. He is beloved by gamblers, rogues, revolutionaries, and anyone who loves a good wager.
Appearance & Manifestations
The Gambler’s form is that of an overly-handsome, if not slightly overweight, human male. Flawless hair, immaculate clothing, and a smile that makes even the most downtrodden feel lucky. His halo changes shape each time you look away. Dice, cards, roulette wheels, or spinning moons, it is ever in flux, much like luck.
Doctrine
- The only sure bet is the one you’re willing to lose
- Luck is a flame. Use it fast, or it’ll burn you slow
- Never cheat the desperate. Never play it safe. Never trust a god...except me
Worship Practices
High Risk falls on the last day of the year. It is a night of games, bets, masquerades, and absurd dares. Wagers are made, debts are forgiven, and secrets are traded like currency. Entire cities have changed hands on High Risk, sometimes literally. Prayers to The Gambler are whispered before bluffs, tossed coins, or life-altering leaps of faith. To honor the Gambler is to take a chance and win. Or lose. That's the fun of it.
Legends
- Never tells the same story about how he ascended
The Hicon Sage of Death
- Domain(s): Death, Life, Trickery
- Symbol(s): A silver crescent moon
- Alignment: N
Overview
The Hicon Sage of Death is the most enigmatic and feared of the Sages. Unlike the others, who earned their divine seat through epic feats and public ascensions, the Sage of Death simply exists. No one knows how it ascended, who it was before, or even if it was ever mortal at all. It is the quiet watcher of the world, the harbinger of inevitability, and the final truth in a world of fleeting existence.
Appearance & Manifestations
It is a figure of shadow and starlight. Waiting in the periphery, never fully present, yet always just there. It wears no face, but an expansive, featureless mask of stars in an endless void. Its halo flickers dimly, a faint crescent moon, barely perceptible in the dark.
Doctrine
- Every ending is but a step towards another beginning
- Death does not steal. It collects
- Life and death are the same, two sides of the same coin
Worship Practices
The Day of Last Breath marks the end of the year and is a quiet, solemn occasion. There are no celebrations, only remembrance. Families gather to honor the dead, lighting candles and holding silence for the lives that have passed. Offerings of flowers, incense, and memories are laid at the tombs of loved ones.
Legends
- As far as anyone knows, there has never been another Sage of Death
The Living Canvas, Hicon Sage of Art and Beauty
- Domain(s): Life, Nature, Trickery
- Symbol(s): A crystalline brush painting a rainbow
- Alignment: CG
Overview
He is the patron of painters, sculptors, musicians, dancers, dreamers, and madmen. His faith is less a doctrine than an invitation. To make something only you can make. To leave a mark on the world that no one else could. His priests are more likely to be found in theaters, tattoo parlors, or alleyway murals than pulpits. To create in his name is to worship. He does not demand faith he inspires it.
Appearance & Manifestations
His form is ever-shifting, his skin a living fresco of murals, styles, and mediums. One moment watercolor, the next charcoal, the next sculpted marble. His halo is an orbiting ring of masks, each face changing with his mood. This has earned him the title "He of A Thousand Faces"
Doctrine
- reation is worship. Perfection is stagnation
- Express what you cannot say. Feel what you dare not speak
- Even if the world forgets, make it anyway
Worship Practices
Spontaneous festivals erupt in color with paint fights, open-air concerts, and improvised plays. Followers spread his word by encouraging others to create something, no matter how crude. He abhors perfection, yet exalts passion.
Legends
- The previous Sage of Beauty willingly gave up her Hicon to The Living Canvas after seeing one of his paintings as she had never before seen a "more complete work"
The Lorekeeper, Hicon Sage of Knowledge
- Domain(s): Knowledge, Light, Trickery
- Symbol(s): Feather quill tucked into an old tome
- Alignment: NG
Overview
Terrifyingly calm, The Lorekeeper never raises her voice, yet silences entire rooms with a whispered word. She is venerated by scholars, seers, and those who seek what lies beneath accepted truths for her unwavering pursuit of knowledge. Some see her as cold and distant, others see her as passionate and driven.
Appearance & Manifestations
Light blue dragonborn woman with an ever-shifting constellation of forgotten alphabets in her eyes. Wears flowing robes that resemble old parchment with ink stains on the sleeves. Her halo is a rotating ring of illuminated script, constantly rewriting itself in languages no one else can read.
Doctrine
- Seek truth, even when it cuts. Do not fear what is hidden, fear ignorance
- Guard knowledge from those who would use it to harm. Truth without wisdom is fire in a dry forest
- Never forget what you learn. Even if it hurts. Especially then
Worship Practices
Anyone who reads, writes, or seeks knowledge in any form is, knowingly or not, praying to the Lorekeeper. Her domain is written language itself, and she can make stories reveal secrets even their authors do not know. During the Day of the Unwritten, worshipers offer scrolls filled with unanswered questions at her altars, hoping she will grant them insight.
Legends
- Earned her Hicon by revealing a truth the previous Sage didn't know was a lie
The Verdant Warden, Hicon Sage of Nature
- Domain(s): Life, Nature, Tempest
- Symbol(s): A trail of blooming flowers leading beyond a horizon
- Alignment: LG
Overview
He is revered by druids, rangers, farmers, and those who walk respectfully through untamed lands. His presence is always felt before it's seen. Birds go quiet, plants lean toward his shadow, and even the wind stills to listen. He never speaks in words, only through rustling leaves, birdsong, and the creak of branches.
Appearance & Manifestations
The Warden appears as a towering figure of bark and moss, crowned with antlers thick with ivy. Animals are often seen perched calmy on his antlers or shoulders, never fleeing and feeling comforted by his presence. His halo is a ring of seasonal change with flowers blooming in its orbit.
Doctrine
- Balance must be maintained. All growth must die, and all death must feed
- Take only what is needed. No more. Excess is rot in disguise
- Speak to the world in silence, and it may answer in bloom
Worship Practices
Followers of the Bloomtrail (paths of flowers marking where the Warden has recently walked) offer compost, seed, and sweat to return to the earth what they have taken. The Verdancy, celebrated as the first full bloom of spring, is a sacred event: the Sage of Nature chooses which flower will bloom first, and it is a great honor to witness.
Legends
- He sacrificed both name and body to revive a dying wilderness, and is now forever bound to the pulse of nature.