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|“||So, I got job on killing floor as a knocker. It was a good job. Yeah, skilled labor. A cow comes up the ramp. Boom, boom, boom. And you take a sledge hammer, and - Boop! You knock the cow dead. It takes strength. It takes strength, but not only strength. It takes talent, because it's a craft. You have to do it right, or the cow gets angry. And angry meat taste bad. Yeah, you need arms to break the skull, but that's not the goal. The goal is to crush the brain inside the skull, and quick, before the pain can travel from outside the brain to the inside, so the brain never knows the brain is crushing. To give a good death is art.||”|
Czernobog is one of the Old Gods, and comes from Slavic mythology.
Background[edit | edit source]
Czernobog first arrived in New York but moved to Chicago and found work in the meat business as a cow knocker before the advent of the captive bolt pistol. He lives in a brownstone in Chicago that he shares with the Zorya sisters.
Significance in narrative[edit | edit source]
- Main article: Czernobog/Novel
Significance in series[edit | edit source]
Physical appearance[edit | edit source]
Czernobog is described as old with a gray face, narrow smile, and yellow teeth and fingers.
Gallery[edit | edit source]
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Note: The pictures are shown in episodic order. To see the order of the episodes, please visit the Episode guide.
Notes and trivia[edit | edit source]
- Czernobog's character is based on a 12th century West Slavic deity. His name translated from proto-slavic means "Black God."
- Czernobog sings an "old" song about stirring coffee while he's playing checkers with Shadow in "The Secret of Spoons." Michael Green came up with the lyrics while reminiscing about a favorite aunt who had passed away, leaving him a sugar bowl and spoon.
|“||My love made the sweetest coffee / With no sugar at all / She only stirred with her spoon and it was done / Now my drink is bitter / The secret of spoons forgotten / When my voice breaks on this song / Remember old love gone / And drink bitter coffee||”|
–Czernobog, "The Secret of Spoons"