Josephclive99
Jovial one, friend Hurbek, come drink with us.
Hurbek, the god of fire and friendships, known as the jovial one, never kept temples. He was served by innkeepers and blacksmiths, and Hurbekian worship often was indistinguishable from a night in a rowdy dwarven alehouse.
Young Frek knew that he wanted to serve the Jovial one. A god with no temples caught his imagination when he was just a small boy, and that passion never wavered, but since his father, an alcoholic, died in a drunken brawl, his mother was terrified that her eldest son would end up going the same way.
A shorter story in six chapters about the work and worship of the god Hurbek and how anyone, even those who loathe alcohol and the damage it can do, are welcomed and supported by holy Hurbek.
This story, although technically a part of the wider Four Realms series of tales, can be enjoyed independently if readers desire. Although a little bit of minor world building might be missed, nothing is so essential that the story cannot be enjoyed independently.
Note that the cover image does not belong to me.