Hakkon Wintersbreath
Hakkon is a god of the Alamarri pantheon and is son of Korth the Mountain Father. He is also referred to as the Lord of War and Winter, wielding both frost and steel, and is the patron of those who battle.
Tenets of Faith
Hakkon demands little from those who revere him, other than they fight worthy foes and show themselves to be vigilant, wise, valorous, and masters of battle. Warriors who fight in his name are some of the toughest, and when they push their limits, Hakkon grants them a heightened sense of intuition in battle, a second wind when they need it most, or special weapons forged of his own body.
Some consider doing battle with blunted weapons to be a test in his honor.
Mental characteristics
Personal history
"Korth sat on his throne, and saw a single mountain goat climbing up into his halls. He laughed heartily since such a simple creature was the first to ever enter his halls. This goat, covered in war paints, held in its mouth an axe more delicately crafted than anything he had ever seen anyone else make. Its blade glimmered with an ice-blue color and its touch was almost as cold as the winds Korth himself had once made. As the goat stopped before his throne, it dropped the axe in his hand. Korth picked up the blade, swung it once, and cleaved a mountain in two. He then swung it once more, and left a crater to the center of the world. Amazed by this and wishing to honor something so astounding, Korth thought that the best warrior he could find deserved such a weapon. Korth conjured the cold winds around his temple and created himself a son, Hakkon Wintersbreath. Wanting to be amused, Korth gave the axe to his son and told him that it was his purpose to challenge every living creature to combat and to defeat every single one of them. Hakkon, molded of frost, was given the axe by his father and went to Korth's people. There, he spent time fighting until he could fight a thousand battles and not endure a single hit. He fought every single person and eventually defeated them, hoping that his father was happy. Hakkon then looked to the sea, walked to its bottom, and attempted to force every creature there to bow in servitude to him. All did, except for a sea serpent that deceived him. It told Hakkon that he could usurp his father, if only he was able to reach back up to him and fight him in combat. Hakkon, having no way to get back to his father yet, attempted to strike down the sea serpent. He was strangled and was stuck at the bottom of the ocean for over a year. Eventually, Hakkon grew in rage and froze over the entire sea. Dismayed at what the sea serpent saw, it let him go and pleaded but Hakkon felt no mercy for it had intended to deceive him into attacking his father. He cut the serpent into thousands of bits and buried them under the sea floor. Finally, he looked to the skies and called forth a blizzard that bested every single creature of the skies at once. The sky cracked and the heavens shone through. Pleased with himself having bested everything his father had ever made, he began hearing the sea serpent's tale in his head. He felt as though he was the strongest and that Korth should bow to him. He yelled out to the world for all to hear, demanding that Korth fight him. Korth lifted Hakkon to his side, and applauded his son's efforts. Korth laughed uproariously, assuming his son's challenge was in jest. Hakkon immediately threw his axe at his father, and it sunk into Korth's chest. Korth, dismayed at what was about to occur, took the axe out of his chest and in his rage threw it directly into the head of his son. Immediately as the axe sunk deep into his son's head, Korth grieved. As he closed his eyes to mourn, he felt Hakkon's fist crush into his stomach. Korth stood still, shocked at what had happened. Every creature that Korth had ever fought had died in a single blow, but Hakkon did not. The battle then lasted several days, all the while Korth's mighty blows cracked apart the skies and every time Hakkon parried those blows a thunderous boom deafened the lands. After the fight's beginning, not a single strike landed against each other until eventually Hakkon thought he himself was more powerful than Korth. Thus, Hakkon hurtled himself at Korth. Korth, knowing he was the strongest, struck his fist against Hakkon's. Hakkon's hand shattered, and he began dying. A creature, for the first time ever, had survived two of Korth's strikes. Not wanting to lose his son, Korth asked the Lady of the Skies what he should do. Hakkon was strong, valiant, and unparalleled in battle, but he was dangerous. Hakkon's face was also mauled from the first strike Korth had hit against him. The Lady took Korth's son and turned him into the same form the serpent from the sea took, thus he would always be reminded of the deception he had fallen into. She threw him out of Korth's halls, and as he fell, she began to feel for him. As he fell, she decided to give him wings and gave him the ability that each breathe he took would manifest in a storming gale of frost. As Hakkon came to, he quickly learned to fly. He repented for attacking his father, and came to temper his hubris. He willingly became the Lord of War and Winter, and was forever remembered by those of land as the warrior who could never be bested." — A tale often told by shamans, thanes, and other believers in the Old Alamarri faith
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