Dajobas, The Shark God, Devourer of Worlds
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Domains: Chaos, Destruction, Evil, Hunger, Water
Symbol: Open Sharks Jaws
Garb: Blood-stained tatters of whatever was being worn before transforming into wereform. Scars from the infecting bite are prominently displayed among weresharks.
Favored Weapons: Sharktooth club or punch dagger fashioned out of a large shark's tooth.
Form of Worship and Holidays: Blood moon (the full moon when a group victims of newly infected by the Kiss of Dajobas make their first transformation into weresharks). Worship usually takes place in the form of ritual infection of new populations of victims of wanton slaughter and devouring of such populations. There is little organized worship
Typical Worshippers: Weresharks, sahaugin, sharks, cannibalistic pirates
Cast off by his worshippers, Dajobas was hurled into the black depths of the ocean's deepest rift where the night-waters flow cold and the only sustenance are cold bloodless things, tube worms, and wretched slimy sacs of spur-like bone. There he wallows, his hunger raging, and dreams darkly of revenger and slaughter. His bloody dreams streak through sea and mist, cling like barnacles to passing ships, or crawl a-land, spewed out by the sea like venomous humor.
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Domains: Chaos, Destruction, Evil, Hunger, Water
Symbol: Open Sharks Jaws
Garb: Blood-stained tatters of whatever was being worn before transforming into wereform. Scars from the infecting bite are prominently displayed among weresharks.
Favored Weapons: Sharktooth club or punch dagger fashioned out of a large shark's tooth.
Form of Worship and Holidays: Blood moon (the full moon when a group victims of newly infected by the Kiss of Dajobas make their first transformation into weresharks). Worship usually takes place in the form of ritual infection of new populations of victims of wanton slaughter and devouring of such populations. There is little organized worship
Typical Worshippers: Weresharks, sahaugin, sharks, cannibalistic pirates
Cast off by his worshippers, Dajobas was hurled into the black depths of the ocean's deepest rift where the night-waters flow cold and the only sustenance are cold bloodless things, tube worms, and wretched slimy sacs of spur-like bone. There he wallows, his hunger raging, and dreams darkly of revenger and slaughter. His bloody dreams streak through sea and mist, cling like barnacles to passing ships, or crawl a-land, spewed out by the sea like venomous humor.
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