The world of Avakar in which Sanctuary is set is one filled with a dizzying variety of faiths, religions, and cults. For those who dwell in Sanctuary there is an added complexity in navigating theology, inherent in a community founded by refugees, exiles, asylum seekers, fugitives, immigrants, and wanderers from other realms and other worlds, each of whom brings with them their own beliefs and devotions. Thus, the gods of Avakar answer to many names and be worshipped in various ways.
In Sanctuary, The High Road district is home to temples, shrines, and altars to countless gods. The oldest gods in the world of Avakar are Ligos (light), Lurr (shadow), and Mazul (darkness). As civilization grew and different cultures and needs arose, new gods were born or discovered. In some cases, it is thought that a god from a dying world or a fading faith in another realm might have fled and found a new community of believers here in Avakar, allowing them to grow and survive.
In the beginning, all was darkness and void, and in the midst of the darkness emerged Mazul, a being of perfect darkness, a presence so intense that all things bowed to him and were pulled into his sway. As Mazul drew all darkness and matter towards himself, he found perplexing that there was a single point that paradoxically grew brighter and brighter until at last it burst into a great radiance and became Ligos, the god of light. The two gods fought for eternities, each trying to extinguish or overwhelm the other, but found themselves equally matched. Between formed a new divine presence, Lurr, goddess of shadows, a being that blended light and darkness. No longer an eternal stalemate, Ligos and Mazul each tried to pull Lurr to their respective sides, but she resisted, siding only for a time with one, then the other, and only as it suited her own aspirations to create a world to call her own: Avakar. Even today, we can see the conflict between Ligos and Mazul play out in the changing of day to night, the ebb and flow of tides, and the changing of the seasons. And Lurr continues to shift her allegiances, her turning face reflected in the changing phases of the Moon.