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Kainath
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| Template | Divinity |
| Facecast | Belldandy |
| Setting | No Game No Life |
| Description | Elder God of nature. Patron of elves, pacifists, and solving problems with the power of friendship! (Kainath leans into the bucolic aspects of her portfolio.) Has an ancient and partially-deserved reputation for being useless. Her defensive efforts during the Last War are the reason that most of the lesser races were not immediately obliterated.
If we all should live in conformity with Nature, And begin by choosing a site to build a house, Do you know anywhere better than the country? Where are the winters milder? Where does a more welcome Breeze temper the dog-star’s rage and the lion’s charge When maddened he’s felt the sun’s piercing darts? Where does care’s envy trouble our slumber less? Is grass poorer in scent or beauty than Libyan stone? Is water that strains to burst lead pipes in city streets Purer than that which sparkles murmuring down the stream? Why, you yourself nurture trees among marbled pillars, And admire a house with a prospect of distant fields! Drive Nature off with a pitchfork, she’ll still press back, And secretly burst in triumph through your sad disdain. |