The Culling of Dungeoneers
Dellarin’ak’nithor is the god of lost causes. His followers tend to be those on the bottom of society, the outcasts and the desperate. Dellarin’ak’nithor sees little glory in a paragon of battle raised as a champion of a god. If the mortal was such a great warrior, what need did he have of the god?
Instead, Dellarin’ak’nithor chooses those who have nothing, and empowers them to do great things. He doesn’t care if those things are good or evil, he simply cares that his name is glorified, praised, and feared. In Dellarin’ak’nithor’s mind, if he blesses a street urchin to become a warlord who decimates the land, then all those who hear of that warlord will know the power of Dellarin’ak’nithor is so great that he can use the flimsiest of mortals to accomplish his goals. Similarly, if a disease-ridden prostitute is given the power to heal the sick and raise the dead, no one will marvel at the power of the prostitute, but of the god so mighty that his miracles can flow unabated through a syphilitic whore.
Dellarin’ak’nithor’s holy symbol is the uplifting claw: a hand raising up from the ground, wrist tilted back, clawed fingers curled.