A Land Without Gods : Interlude 1

Seven months ago. Two weeks following the Fields of Slaughter. Elsewhere. Aranasius, last god of the Firebrand Pantheon, had lost his beard. This wasn’t to say it got burned or sheared or simply yanked away - Aranasius’ beard, like all of his hair, was a living creature, and it has gone missing. It was a sorry situation to be sure- what was the god of hair and beards worth if he didn’t even have a beard! He was a minor god in any case, but without half of his Mantel, he might as well be a glorified demigod! He was staring at himself in a mirror framed with liquid mercury, horrified at seeing his chin for the first time in a thousand years. Surely it didn’t use to be this weak, right? Oh, there was no end to his troubles! Take for example the fact that his entire family, brothers and sisters, mother and father, were all dead. But that was a secondary concern all things considered. “Nasi? Nasi, Nelor has called for a general assembly! Would you get out of the damned privy already?