The Wicker God

In the North all live in terror of the Wicker God. He is said to be a mass of burning bodies, hundreds of feet tall, with a baleful stare. All cities on the Northern Continent must give sacrifices to him, lest he pay them a visit. And so they light their effigies of wood and slaves, in hopes they might be spared a gruesome fate. His will is known to the Voiva, who see it in the flights of crows, the scorched circles in the forests, and the organs of animals and slaves.