Kallamar

(Part 3/5 of my Cult of the Lamb inspired series.) Kallamar is one of the four bishops of the Old Faith, beings of godlike ability who rule these lands that once belonged to many other gods that are now no more. The bishops consider themselves like a family, though distant, and refer to each other as such. Kallamar is the “middle child” and is a god of pestilence and wealth who rules over his section of this land, Anchordeep, a strange place under the sea where land dwelling creatures can walk and breathe alongside seafaring creatures as if they were on land. A millennia ago, a quarrel between the four bishops, Leshy, Heket, Kallamar, and Shamura ended a long dispute with their brother, Narinder, the god of death, by binding him down below in his realm, the realm of the dead. Though it was not a peaceful end. Narinder did not go willingly. Kallamar an ears were clawed off of his head and his eardrums damaged. He’s not completely deaf, but he’s close to it, not that it matters much, as he wasn’t particularly prone to listening even pre-injury. He feared his brother, death, and the fear of death made a coward of him. That being said, he can definitely fight. Frighteningly well actually. He hoards weapons and treasures both made within his realm, and sunken below the waves from the ships above. He is a tad self absorbed, but not heartless. And he is a god of pestilence of course, but he is also very knowledgeable in medicine. He’s also knowledgeable in many methods of combat, likely thanks to his eldest sibling Shamura. He appreciates beauty. Art, crystals, craftsmanship, the like. He is a bit bougie and loves to talk about design. He didn’t want to banish Narinder as he feared retaliation, but followed his siblings blindly out of fear of what would happen if he didn’t as Heket and Shamura were the plotters and instigators. He respects Shamura greatly and tolerates Leshy, but avoids Heket as he is (rightfully) terrified of her.