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A city floating in the center of a lake, Ravok is a place of dark beauty, romance and culture. Behind it all though is the presence of Rhysol, God of Evil and Betrayal. The city is controlled by The Black Sun, a religious organization devoted to Rhysol. [Lore]

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Postby Lilith Krauss on April 16th, 2017, 5:19 pm

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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.
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Postby Minnim on April 23rd, 2017, 7:59 pm

Minnim wasn't necessarily a man of faith.
After walking through the mud of the world for so many years, one tended to lose the knee-shaking awe of an all-powerful being. And what was divine worship without fear?

To Minnim, it was simply slavery, and he would stoop to no such lows.

Oh, yes, he spoke to Akajia on occasion. But that was only to make use of her. He never really worshipped like some did. He gave no gifts, and even prayers were rare. So why, then, would Minnim walk to the Temple of the Black Sun that morning?

Well, why the petch not?

He had hit a stall in his work, finding nothing coming to him for inspiration or motivation. To clear his head of the dull fog, Minnim took a stroll throughout the city and he found himself at the Temple. It was a place he had never been, nor ever desired to, but he entered now on a bit of benign curiousity.

What he saw did not disappoint.

The room was grand, decked in dark shades and stark white contrasts. It's ambiance was cool and almost uncaring. In a way, it was comforting to see a temple so undevoted to its worshippers, and so clearly devoted to the deity.

Minnim took in the people in the room with a sweeping gaze, before picking a pew with a single woman in it. He knelt down in the row, a respectable distance but not far enoughthat he couldn't hear her say "Can chaos show you the right path?"

Minnim could hardly withhold his derisive snort."An interesting question." He interrupted without thought. "The instinctive answer would be no, chaos cannot show anything, by sheer definition. He paused for a moment, considering.

"But certainly chaos shows priorities. As in a fire, for instance, when everyone is going in all directions, what do we run for but our most valued?" Minnim cocked his head, humming to himself as he thought. "A good question, my dear. But why do you ask?"
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