Cloud dappled fur ripples in a still wind. He raises His heads, rivulets of emerald moss dripping from antlers of deep amber. A dozen ink black eyes affix upon you, weighing your worth with the same scrutiny a natural philosopher regards a small but unusual insect.
Hart-In-Moss is a mythical being that is venerated as a deity by some hunters who follow the faith of the
Restored Orthodoxy. However after the Apostasy, as with the other Old Gods, He is no longer believed in by members of the Apostate Orders. He is depicted as an especially large hart with a dappled grey coat and numerous heads, sometimes as few as two or as many as twelve, but most often as with six. His antlers are said to be made of amber, and his antlers and cleft hooves are said to drip with liquid moss.
Those who encounter
Hart-In-Moss while
Dreaming say that He appears in an emerald glade under a dappled grey sky and within an infinite walled forest that has no walls, of which He is the undisputed Lord and to which all beasts bow.
Amber is often associated with
Hart-In-Moss, and are believed to be fragments of His antlers shed with the changing seasons. Flies and other small things found trapped within amber are said to have committed a "grave trespass against His Lordship", and were eternally entombed as punishment for such a sin.
Hart-In-Moss is said to be the "Sire of a Thousand in Argent", the almost legendary ghostly white stags that sometimes appear within the forests and welds of the Wexen Isles and beyond. Such beasts are the most prized of all game, and it is said that no white stag may be brought down except by His grace and will.
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