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General:
Saemaus - the gentle god of Love is also the god of festivities and a toast is always made in his name at most wedding ceremonies or festivals if one wishes to ensure a marriage filled with love or a grand party. A god of happiness, Saemaus' anger is hard to come by, but terrible to behold. He has been known to curse his enemies with a malaise of love-sickness -- usually by making them fall in love with another enemy of his (or theirs). The patron of lovers, pregnant mothers (and expecting fathers), maids of honor as well as their male counterparts, Saemaus is also known for his tendency toward being tipsy as well as an unmatchable chef; Saemaus is the inventor of the tart. His emblem is the donkey. also known as Smaragdaus Be'ort - the god of bitter partings, love lost, opportunities wasted, and insanity, Be'ort is the rain on a wedding day, the wine that turns to vinegar before a party. Be'ort is a great, sulking figure who despises revelry and wallows in melancholy. Wars of attrition (such as the Elven-Human war) are his specialty. Be'ort always appears as a wild-eyed and mussed-hair man who is usually giggling a bit oddly. If Be'ort truly wishes to destroy someone, he will first make sure their relationship sours, then destroy their status in their profession, and then, when his miserable prey has sunk to their lowest, he makes sure their mind snaps. His emblem is the coyote.
There appears to be something written on it. A cracked stone font reads: "Mighty Glythtide, thy spirit filled with mirth and merriment, grant us the joy of good fellowship and prosper us in song and fair nature."
A simple shrine has been erected in the niche of a large stony outcrop. Moonflower vines climb the column, twining their way around the opening, their brilliant white blossoms providing a festive border. A carved figure of Glythtide has been set inside the niche. Obvious paths: east. The bronze statue shows Glythtide, the god of mirth and merriment, with his head thrown back in joyous laughter.
More like a tap-room than a chapel, tarts and juice offered on long banquet tables tempt worshippers. Cheerful tapestries of people dancing, couples courting and families enjoying life together adorn the walls. On the domed ceiling, a painting of a laughing man, mug in hand, watches over all who come to visit. Soft cushions are tossed around the room for people to rest comfortably. You also see an inscribed fruitwood arch and the locked almsbox. Obvious exits: none. On the banquet table you see some cranberry tarts, some cornbread muffins, a bottle of creamy milk, some apple-spice muffins, some banana-walnut muffins and a pitcher of peach nectar. A yellow arch reads: Love and Laughter, Happy Forever After! look alms -- The almsbox is bolted to the church's walls and has a narrow slot in its top. Made of simple, lightly varnished deobar, it is locked by a sturdy silver chain. The symbol of the church is embossed on its surface in gilt.
A smooth cobblestone path meanders its way from under a whitewashed latticework archway to the southeast, leading beneath the gentle shade of a gazebo to the north. Lush green modwyn vines reach up from the ground, coiling about the gazebo's posts to intertwine atop it, creating a picturesque canopy to shield any would-be wedding parties from the elements. Festive streamers of a myriad of colors weave a sweeping rainbow before the small chapel's entrance. You also see a bashful donkey topiary blooming with a coat of large red roses and a carved rosewood altar. Obvious paths: west. look altar -- The altar basks beneath the gazebo's looming presence, its surface polished to a perfect sheen despite the often ill effects of the elements upon wood. look top -- A living sculpture testament to Saemaus and his necessary blessing of wedded couples, this thick rosebush has been pruned into the shape of a shy-looking donkey, munching upon the foliage at its feet. Large red roses bloom all over the lush green creature. Behind the donkey topiary you see a tarnished brass ladder leading downward into an earthen tunnel.
Unnerving silence fills this small and mostly unextraordinary alcove. The only point of interest here is the statue of Be'ort that huddles in the back. Obvious exits: northwest. look statue -- Wild-eyed and mussy-haired, the statue is crouched in a defensive position, curled up like a weeping child, save that his face is fixed with a crazed grin that completely negates any sense of sympathy that may be stirred up from gazing upon the carving.
[Beneath the Wedding Glade, Sundering Chapel] Fresh dirt walls have been packed in crudely, a thin tunnel in the ceiling leading up to the wedding chapel above. The faint laughter of a joyous party is heard in the distance, muffled and given an eerie quality tinged with sorrow in this small hovel within the earth. A crude obsidian slab has been smoothed into a makeshift altar, littered with shattered crystal shards -- the remnants of former scission blades, and the only physical trace of the sundered wedding vows made by countless people before. You also see a ripped cotton tapestry and a tarnished brass ladder leading upward through the tunnel to the world above. Obvious exits: none. look altar -- The obsidian altar is naught but a crude slab of black volcanic glass. Tiny shards of crystal are scattered over its surface in disarray. look tapest -- A wild-looking man with striking green eyes and mousy brown hair is depicted in the tapestry, holding two glassy orbs within his outstretched palms. The first polished orb contains an elegant scene including a bride and groom standing before a Priest of Saemaus, exchanging vows of their undying love upon their wedding day. The second orb is cracked and lacks the lustre of its twin. Inside a scene of two bitterly scowling lovers each flank a somber Priest of Be'ort with a crystal blade in hand.
Obvious exits: none. look fresco -- Primary colors lend a feeling of cheerful vibrancy to the fresco, making the dancers seem to come alive with motion, and Glythtide's ram appear ready to step out of the fresco to nibble upon your toes.
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prayer You see: With a mirthful laugh you offer up a thankful prayer to Glythtide for his many blessings.
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The Donkey, symbol of Smaragdaus, stands with rear legs kicked into the air as it prances happily through the Autumn Elanthian skies. The Coyote, symbol of Be'ort, sits upon its haunches, head raised above in a lonely, eternal howl to the Winter heavens. Muted brushstrokes of stark blacks and dusky greys overshadow a somber looking S'Kra Mur Cleric holding a Be'ort scission blade poised over a blood-red rose. His pale grey robe bears smudges of dark ashes. To the Cleric's right stands a proud Elothean Paladin in black field plate, sorrow mirrored in his eyes, while flanking the Cleric to the left a female Elven Bard, blue eyes swimming in tears, stands.
an onyx framed painting entitled: "The Saemaus' Kiss Rose"
[Crossing Temple, Tower Tunnels]
The torch sconce, forged from bronze, has been molded into the shape of a large ram. The ram stands on all fours with head held high and nostrils flaring, its magnificent spiraling horns serving as supports for the torch. Songs: an excerpt from "Spring Serenade" By: Saesealm Faoilean
But for the joyful Ram? What would be the point of us Our lives a drudgeful sham? Thus we laugh at dusk As the sun begins to fade And begin the feast of joy and song In Glythtide's honor made. And though the light grows dark And warmth begins to pale -- We give the harvest days a joyful shout And pass around the ale!
And pass around the ale!
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