Jerugal is the goddess of pestilence and famine, and the mere utterance of her name is considered the filthiest of oaths. Icons in her likeness are destroyed in public festivals in an attempt to keep her power at bay and to mock her power, but nothing could ever truly strip her of her authority. Her worshippers practice in total secrecy, seeking to unleash disease and suffering, but they must exercise caution. Peasant mobs are more than happy to burn a priest of Jerugal instead of a crude icon at their festivals.

Jerugal appears as a gaunt, starved woman whose flesh is rotted and riddled with maggots and vermin, and her eyes are black pits filled with pinpricks of unwholesome green fire. She travels in style upon a chariot of bones, drawn by a horde of rotting human corpses that jerk and crawl grotesquely in their efforts to move the carriage of their mistress. When the White Chariot is seen abroad in the land, people scream and seek shelter, cowering behind closed doors.

Most of her followers practice the darkest arts of necromancy, learning magics of corruption and death. They consider anyone who practices necromancy for healing or to aid troubled spirits as the worst sort of heretic, and will torture them horribly at any chance. Jerugal is the sworn enemy of Bleskass.