Pervid the Broken

Pervid the Broken is remembered in Westrun as a tribal godling of misdirected longing. His “brokenness” named not his wounds—though he is invariably bandaged, one-eyed, and walking on a splintered crutch—but the fracture of his desires, forever tilted toward the near, the easy, and the self-justified. 

In tales told around bake-ovens and barracks, Pervid invents elaborate schemes to seize blessing without virtue, chasing them relentlessly, even though every stratagem misfires. 

Old shrines show him with a belt cinched too tight—sign of a will binding itself wrongly—and a cloak that never quite closes, for his counsels always left a draft. 

The Church of Westrun recast him not as a rival, but as a parable: desire aligned to truth heals; desire bent breaks everything. On days of repentance, penitents tie frayed twine to their wrists and say, “Let Pervid be bound." Thus his comedy became an instrument of wisdom, and a lamp for caution. The church has also labeled some people as giving into Pervid, when their desires are like his own, too bent to be managed.