The Court of the Daemonfae
The Faith of Zedek teaches that Sarya was stripped of her divinity and imprisoned within the Abyss for her hubris. The daemonfae disagree. They believe that Sarya is still very much a god, and with Zedek's death, she is the rightful queen of Ásgarthr. From her black throne in the Abyss, she plots her eventual return to paradise. Since her fall from heaven, she has taken three consorts who make up the rest of her court. The Dark Three constantly scheme against each other, vying for Sarya's favour. Proving that she is still a god, she has elevated the three to godhood.
Sarya is the Queen of the Daemonfae and the embodiment of Evil. She enjoys preying upon the weakness of others, corrupting them and turning their strengths against them. Cruel and brilliant, she can be seductive and charming to gain what she wants. Sarya despises Zedek's saints, always looking to tempt another as she did Asmodeus.
Sarya offers no great wisdoms, no promises of universal truth, no guarantee of rewards in the afterlife. Her mind sees little difference between this life and the next, and she tortures living flesh and dead souls with hideous pleasure and delicious pain.
Sarya’s direct intervention in the lives of mortals is usually brief and ambiguous, with the price often outweighing the benefit. A slave under the whip who prays for relief might experience sexual pleasure but find the pain is heightened. A craftsman achieves perfection in his work only after his obsession drives away all he loves. A count who prays for help against invading orcs may gain the assistance of a cruel warlord who takes the orc lands as his own and becomes an even greater menace.
Valdruk, one of the Dark Three, is the ultimate tyrant and a thoroughly evil and malicious being who revels in hatred and strife and is worshiped by those who in turn enjoyed such wickedness. From his throne in the Black Bastion, he rules over select parts of Svartálfaheimr through his clergy. In religious art, he is depicted as a looming, brooding black hand ready to crush the world in its palm, as an empty black throne, or as a shadowy, drow figure garbed in garments of black streaked with red sitting on a throne of skulls. The one constant in these depictions is a jewel-encrusted gauntlet streaked with blood.
While Valdruk hates most of the Seven, in particular he hates Andraste and dreams of torturing her and consuming her power. He devotes much research to trying to learn ways in which other gods have in the past subsumed the powers of rival gods whom they destroyed, for Valdruk desires above all to gain true supreme power by acquiring governance over war.
Venoch is a god of death, particularly of slaying, assassination, and violent death. His is a powerful faith in Svartálfaheimr, and the Lord of Murder is venerated by numerous assassins, violent mercenaries, and other brutal and fiendish killers. Venoch is violent, cruel, and hateful at all times, and lives only to hunt and murder. He can be alternately cold, calculating, and ruthless or filled with a savage bloodlust. The presence of living creatures instills a deadly hunger in the Lord of Murder and an overpowering need to kill and destroy. His minions wreak devastation and violent death wherever they roam.
Venoch's followers believe that every murder committed strengthens holy Venoch. As a result, they view murder as both a pastime and a duty. In accordance with the Lord of Murder’s teachings, Venoch's disciples strive to ensure that before they die, murder victims know who is killing them and that their death was in the name of Venoch.
One of the first to join the Queen of the Daemonfae in her rebellion against the Ljósálfar, Vesryn is the creator and ruler of the undead. Vesryn raises and animates corpses and imprisons souls by tempting mortals with promises of eternal “life”, dooming them to a horrible existence as his undead slaves.
Vesryn's teachings to mortals are an elaborate framework of lies intended to sway them to his side and portray himself as a benevolent god in a cruel world. The dogma followed by his worshipers (and sometimes even clerics) doesn’t necessarily reflect the deities true views, for the beliefs he fosters are intended to dupe mortals into his control.
Vesryn takes care that all mortals think of him often—he is known to materialize beside open graves, scythe in hand, just to gaze around at gathering mourners for a few silent seconds before fading away, in order to remind everyone that he is waiting for them all.