The God of Mountains towers like a living peak, his body sculpted from layers of gray stone—rough and weathered like highland cliffs, with deep fissures running across his arms and chest. Patches of lichen and moss grow across his shoulders and spine, blending him with the forests below. Crystals emerge from his forearms, ribs, and back like buried geodes breaking through the surface. He is serious and may look rude, but he’s kind and understanding. The strongest God.