Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Holy Symbol: None, although His faithful prefer the holy symbols of others, defaced by claw markings.
Domains: Trials, Tribulations, Murder and Hope
Animals: "Were" Creatures
Favored Weapon: Simple or Improvised Weapons, Priests prefer the Kugelblitz, clubs or maces inset with black, polished marble or granite.
Raiment: The skins of the hunted.
Holy Days: None, although His faithful will celebrate the anniversaries of great violence or turbulence.
Daily Prayers: None.
Sacrifice: "You will know."
Place of Worship: None. His faithful will congregate around locations with histories of violence or catastrophe. Should they grow in sufficient numbers, they may seek to create or "refresh" such a location...
Appearance: Unknown, or at least uncertain. He prefers Avatars via possession, usually shapeshifters or aberrations.
Algor is a terror that should not've been. Jovial and gregarious, as a mortal Algor caught the attention of the gods through some deed long forgotten. How it came to pass is uncertain, but Algor was tasked with the mantle of "Adversary", perhaps as controlled opposition or in lieu of a another force. In the end, however, he proved unnatural: a chaotic thing is primordial, unthinking. Algor established something unthought-of: Patience... of a sort.
His faithful believe in the "Moment". It is either now, or not. When it is, it is. So they prepare. For the Moment, or a Moment, there is little difference, for either way it is the "Moment" when it comes.
As for temperament, His faithful are violent, passionate, and appreciative of both wit and irony: it is not uncommon to hear tales of outsiders surviving chance encounters with cabals or covens hearty and whole. Nor is uncommon for them to offer trade or salutations to one side of a village while they rape and plunder the other. The city of Nodens, (sometimes Rodens) has been called the city of rats, after his Faithful led an armed slave rebellion to seize the city - killing every cat within its walls as they did.
He gathers the souls of His faithful as they die, so that they may ever be part of his trials and tribulations. An army, some say, waiting.
Waiting, for the â€‹Moment.