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Galen

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Lesser Deity of Continuance

Galen

0·Male-presenting·Medium
Neutral

Species

Outsider

Appearance

Galen looks like a person assembled from several kinds of weather. His skin has the matte texture of river stone after rain, with tiny pale fissures along his hands that glow when he uses divine power. His straight black hair hangs to his jaw in damp, weightless strands, even in dry air. He moves with careful, economical steps, never quite shifting his balance the way a living body should. His face is calm and plainly human at first glance, but his shadow sometimes turns its head before he does. The contradictory impression he leaves is unsettling: he looks breakable, almost underfed, yet standing near him feels like standing beside a mountain that has learned patience.

Height6 feet 2 inches
BuildSlender and long-limbed, with the compact strength of a climber rather than a soldier
EyesOne eye gray-green like deep water, the other milky white with a pinprick of moving lightning
HairBlack with narrow silver strands that drift as if underwater
SkinRain-dark gray with a subtle blue undertone and pale mineral fissures across the knuckles

Low, measured, and intimate, with long pauses that make listeners feel as if he is weighing not only their words but the future consequences of having heard them.”

Ability Scores

STR
18+4
DEX
16+3
CON
18+4
INT
16+3
WIS
20+5
CHA
18+4

Alignment

Good
Lawful
Chaotic
EvilNeutral

Distinguishing Features

Twelve pale scars circle his left wrist, each shaped like a tiny closed eye.

His shadow occasionally points toward the nearest dying creature.

He has no visible pulse, but rainwater gathers in the hollow above his collarbone and rises with every breath.

One of his teeth is made of cloudy glass and reflects scenes from places where someone has recently died.

His footprints appear briefly as dark wet marks even on stone or dry sand.

Voice

A quiet baritone with a faint second resonance beneath it, like someone speaking from the far side of a closed door

Clothing

A sleeveless charcoal robe layered over close-fitting gray wrappings, all damp at the hems despite the weather. A weathered blue sash holds twelve flat stones, each painted with a different line from the broken covenant. He wears soft iron sandals and a short mantle of translucent material that resembles wet paper but never tears.

Body Language

Galen keeps his hands folded loosely at his waist, as though preventing them from reaching toward every source of pain nearby. He tilts his head when listening, never interrupts, and looks directly at wounds rather than faces. When angered, he becomes almost perfectly still. His rare smile is small, crooked, and usually appears at inappropriate moments, such as when someone admits they are frightened.

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