74th of spring 517.a.v.
Temple of the Black Sun
Lilith was a devoted follower of the cities god, even if ‘devoted’ in the case of Rhysol, was a pretty lucid term in her own eyes. He was, after all, the god of evil itself, he was chaos given a form and you would never know when his voice whispered lies or true praise...that was what she believes. She praised the god, but was her devotion true? Lilith never questioned her form of prayers to Rhysol or the way she would show her love to the god through actions: lies, betrayal, corruption of faithful men and preaching of his name if given the chance. She thought that was the way for her to be, it was the form she was meant to take for her devotion, but then she came to Ravok and her mind has been uneasy.
This city was beautiful, safe, Rhysol and his most fateful walked the streets alongside Lilith...but she felt lost. His domain was chaos, betrayal and lies, in this city, was one supposed to lie and harm the other followers of the same god? Lilith wasn’t bothered with this idea before, in Zeltiva people talked mostly bad about the god and rarely spoke highly of Ravok, she knew she wasn’t harming those who shared her ideals...but here, she felt actually confused and sometimes even conflicted.
In order to calm her nerve, after work she would come by the temple of the Black Sun. Her visits rarely matched up with the services held by the acolytes, but she liked it that way, she enjoyed the fact that as she walked pass the two ebonstryfe soldiers at the door there were no crowds, you could hear how her boots made a clicking noise over the black marble floor, and if she stopped suddenly in her steps to take in the praying chamber’s might and glory, nobody would suddenly bump into her back. Above all, it felt like those coming here now, were there for the god, not because being part of this city asked them to be there and be seen by their co-workers and nobility..
She wasn’t picky with her seating, taking an empty spot at random and not really beginning to pray right away. Lilith simply enjoyed the odd feeling of peace at this temple, she never really felt at home in other religious locations that she had passed before in her life, but this place, maybe because it was so grand and beautiful, maybe because she actually felt something for the god in this city, maybe she had just made it up in her mind? It didn’t matter, what really mattered was that she felt at peace here and for her troubled mind it was more than enough. "can chaos show you the right path?" the words slipped from under her breath, just before she closed her eyes and began her silent prayer.