Mask

The Lord of Shadows, the Master of All Thieves

Mask is a trickster god, the patron of ne’er-do-wells, spies, and thieves. All that occurs within shadow is in the purview of Mask. People whisper a prayer to Mask whenever stealth is required or intrigue is afoot. Courtiers and diplomats invoke the god’s name in hopes of a smooth negotiation.
Those who favor Mask usually pursue thievery and other forms of acquisition of what belongs to others, such as pickpocketing, burglary, mugging, and con games. Ordinary folk pray to him to avert his eyes from their valuables, but the cautious sometimes employ “Mask’s purse,” a small, cheap cloth pouch worn in plain sight (thus easily cut or lifted) containing a small offering of coin. By convention, a pickpocket pilfers Mask’s purse when encountering another person wearing one, and considers the gain a gift from the god, while the one who lost the purse is grateful to the Lord of Shadows for accepting a respectful sacrifice of a small portion of his goods. Of course, nothing prevents another pickpocket from targeting someone who has lost Mask’s purse, but anyone with the ill luck to attract multiple pickpockets in a single outing has probably earned Mask’s ire anyway.
Priests of Mask are usually thieves by profession, and often serve as higher-ups in the local underworld or criminal syndicate. They go by the title of demarche or demarchess, and wear veil-masks when acting in their priestly capacity.

Divine Domains

ne’er-do-wells, spies, thieves

Divine Goals & Aspirations

Mask –

A deity who was once greatly respected within the Faerunian pantheon as the God of Intrigue, Shadows & Thievery. Though he had become well known for his obscure and convoluted antics, his accomplishments spoke for themselves. He was widely worshipped by the underbellies of society, though it was not uncommon for nobles openly follow Mask, as power often lie within the shadows of desperate men and women.
His followers would often call upon his blessings when preparing a heist, or raid. Though true followers of his ways knew that to call upon his blessings would also open themselves up to his mischief. Known for being fickle, those not acquainted with his antics would often find the shadows deceiving more than just the challenge ahead of them. Mask took great joy in the unexpected, which would often leave those who worshipped him scarred both mentally and physically as he had an interesting way of testing his follower’s faith. Sometimes he would bind them to the very shadows they relied on, and sometimes he would bless them with the heist of the century, though one thing remained consistent; he was amused.
Mask resides in the Shadowfell – A plane of existence that mirrors the material plane like the Feywild, however instead of mirroring the emotions of the material plane, it is a place of death and decay. The Shadowkeep is known to be one of the places Mask resides in, though there is not much known about its contents as most who have attempted to travel to the keep have been lost in the looming fog that shrouds his domain. Those who have ventured through the fog and reached the Shadowkeep have spoken of what can only be described as an unsettling stillness as they approached. They felt the eyes of one who must not be seen. A presence that followed their every movement through the dense fog but had only just allowed them to know of its existence. The few who had made it through the fog were greeted by Shadow’s and quickly brought within the keep. While many have asked what happened within the Keep, none dared to speak a word of what they experienced.

Divine Classification

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