Deities

The Four Children of the Moon
 (clockwise)

The Lunatic

Gewed is beauty. Young and lithe and ethereal. Her hair was red as blood and skin pale as the moon and born with a hole in her chest. When she was born she did not drink milk from the breast, but blood from her mothers nipple. She seemed to have no hunger for anything that did not drip red and wet, even as a baby. Her father, scared for his beloved, took the child from her mothers bitten breast and left her in the woods.
Gewed is forever hungry, hungry for kinship, for love, for flesh. She roams the land, biting and eating and biting, hoping that if she makes others like her, makes kin, she can fill that hole.
It doesn’t.
But she keeps going, leaving the random people she has chosen behind with no consequence, moving onto the next. Never stopping, never ceasing.She is beautiful, but her beauty hides her madness. It is what allows her to find others and what lets her go unnoticed in society. 
 
The Hunter

Born a fully grown woman, Ven immediately went on the hunt. She did not stop to eat or drink, or even put on a cloak. When she came to an armoury, naked and with a hand slain hart over her shoulders to pay for chain mail, she was refused. The blacksmiths’ laughed at the maiden and instead of armour, they gave her a dress. Women do not wear armour, they said as they shooed her away. Ven asked again for her armour, throwing the deer at their feet.
They refused her again, forced the dress upon her and threw rocks at her until she ran.
She came back in the night and slay all within the armoury, drowning the dress they gave her in blood. She took no weapon, no chain mail but ripped and plaited the ruined cloth into a tunic. It is all she needs.
She is quick, no arrow can hit her, no blade touches her flesh. She cannot feel the cold.Her eyes are wide, born with them open, but with no mouth, so her breath will not scare away pray. She taught the Cynd to hunt but not to war.

 The healer. 
Haligest was born to her mother without eyes nor nose and it was she who showed the first ones the long sheathes of monkshood that would ease the change into Weald and then the herbs and flowers that helped heal the wounds of the moon. Her finger tips are red from foraging for roots and plants that could numb pain. This is reflected in traditional garb, where healers’ fingertips are dyed red with beetroot juice.
It is to Haligest that Cynd families pray to when their kin are ailing. Haligest is the patron of medicine and its servants.

 The storyteller

 The youngest of the children and the only son, Roe is the one who taught the Cynd letters and how to make paper. Born without a head, he was taunted by others so his father taught him to speak with brutality, to strike back at his tormentors with his words and his mother taught him to use them softly to gain companionship, to tell stories.
  When the family heard of Gewed’s horrific actions, of the broken people she had created, His mother and Father sent him after her, to fix what she had done. And so he went, taking his father’s words and his mothers stories, mending what his sister had broken, creating communities out of the bitten men and women. He brought his sisters to them, to show them how to heal and to hunt, showed them how to make homes how his mother did, he gave them his stories and the so the beginnings of their religion.

The children of frumu aerten and Gerar Cyning, the first bitten and the first werewolf. From my werwolf idea, all mine, don't steal.