Description
Hoar is one of the lesser deities in Faerûn. There is no organized church of Hoar, but some cities have small individual shrines set up by his disciples and clerics. This is owing partially to the fact that Hoar is not native to the Forgotten Realms. He was once a member of the Untheric pantheon. During the Time of Troubles, Hoar slew the Untheric deity Ramman (the god responsible for Hoar's exile) but his rival's portfolio was stolen by Anhur.
Hoar, also known as The Doombringer, is the vengeful deity of retribution invoked by those who seek to repay an eye for an eye. He is also an exarch of Bane. He is a bitter deity, prone to mood swings and fits of violence. Ever since the Time of Troubles, the Doombringer has been consumed with plotting the downfall of Anhur, the Mulhorandi deity of war, and to a lesser extent, the pantheon that spawned him.
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