Throughout the island of Hope, there are a number of pieces of parchment pinned to tree's, building's and hut's. Each section is written in differently colored colorers to catch and interest those who look upon the parchments.
People of the island, craftsman, warriors, mages and the lazy. I put forward the idea that our very life's have been set upon a number of facilities, namely those regarding the old ones and who in fact deserves your prayers. I put forward the notion that Nargun, blessed be his name and ways, is in fact the giver and taker of life. He is the light, but also the dark, he is the hand which will help you from a gutter but at the same time kick sand into your begging face. He is neither white, nor is he black. His actions are his own, and from those actions we gain the sense of 'order'. Many will say that Nargun cannot possibly be the highest prestige simply because of our story of the old ones. Those who stepped through the void and found space for their abilities to create.
I do not argue against the fact that these old ones indeed came forward, but the mere fact we have 'gods' like beings such as Bragon and Tanora -two distinively different gods- suggests that in their creation, chaos had a hand. Therefore Nargun had his hand upon the creation of these two 'gods' which are held upon so high. Now, before one suggests that Nargun was elevated to his position by one or more of the old ways, or by some arcane work, I ask why must Nargun always have been physical?
Nargun has only taken his physical position because we seek guidance in such a force which is beyond your comprehension. The chaos of our world, and the world in which the old ones came from is ever lasting, ever expanding. It is from this expanding that our paths can become black to white, he gives us both good and evil. Yet, I hear people mock him because he simply is the god of chaos, of filth. These foolish priests and speakers have no understanding of Chaos, one could argue that their ignorance is so great, Nargun is using them to show how foolish people like them are.
So, before you pray to Bragon for your fires at night, before you pray to Tanora for the seas in which you fish. Before you thank Ushara for the land which you grow crops or enjoy the beauty. Remember this, none of this would be possible without the ever guiding Chaos. After which point, who are you most likely to thank for the fire, the one who lights the logs, or perhaps the one that makes the lighting possible in the first place?
In his most holy, and guiding name that is Nargun.