Yndis

Yndris, often referred to as the Immolator, is one of the major deities on the world of Sprin'Torel. Given his nature as the god of fire, those who worship him are typically shunned by the rest of society. Even though everyone agrees that fire is important for everyone and everything, those who worship Yndris tend to be more enthusiastic than others deem safe.

These dangerous practices include everything from simply playing with small fires to attempting grand arson. In spite of this, there are some who see Yndris' fire as too essential to not reverse him - not that this makes them any more liked.

Worshipers
Many of Yndis' followers tend to be deemed as cultists. They consider themselves enlightened, believing that the world would be best if it were aflame. This burning desire to watch the world burn has made most people shun Yndrisites without a second thought. In spite of all of this, there are quite a large number of his followers around the world. While some people believe that these groups should be outlawed, thinking them no better than a gang of criminal arsonists. But The Belfry blocked any attempts to illegalise them, thinking that there is simply too fine of a line between criminalising the worship of one god and criminalising the worship of all of them.

Clerics
Given the reputation than Yndis has, there are not very many clerics who follow him. While some still do, sometimes working with the cultists, sometimes working away from them as a force for good to try and spread his fire as a constructive force in the world.

Orders
There are no known orders that follow Yndis.

Rites
As with all other religions, the worship of Yndis involves many rituals and rites. Many of these involve sacrifice and arson, but there are some for bringing warmth to those who need it. Below is an example of a prayer to Yndis:"'Almighty Yndis, Remove the chill from my bones, And melt the ice from my heart. Warm your servant through and through. My heart has become jaded against others; I question their intentions, When I ought to simply love them as your people. It is as if the coldness of my body is indicative of something greater: My disdain for the choices of others. I should just leave them to you. Let the your warmth penetrate our beings, And be reflected back to the world.'"