Offspring of Bhamut, Samak is the god of contemplation and silence. He is a patron of sea voyagers and armorers. His face is a mask -- blank, unblinking, serene, unsettling. His silence is absolute.
His tail is often depicted as bronze or iron-scaled, binding him to both sea and forge.
His presence is said to be felt in the deep hush before dawn at sea, or in the rhythmic pause between hammer strikes on the anvil. He embodies the practice of inward silence, reflection, and patience. Monks and hermits sometimes take him as patron.
Sailors offer him tribute before setting sail, believing that silence and steady thought will keep them safe. His shrines may be little more than stone cairns on cliffs, facing the waves.
He blesses the forging of armor rather than weapons — things that endure, that protect. His priests say that every good piece of armor is a prayer of silence hammered into shape. Worshippers practice silent vigils at the shore, listening for the sea’s voice. Smiths might hammer three times without speaking before starting a work, invoking his patience. Offerings at sea are often weighted with bronze or iron and cast overboard in silence.
In stories, Samak rarely speaks — when he does, his words are said to echo in the listener’s mind like the toll of a deep bell.
Some myths say he was once a fish who listened so deeply to the sea that he became divine, learning the silence that underlies all things. Others say he was born at the place where the first armor was quenched in seawater, fusing smithcraft and the ocean forever.
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