[Cheapside] The Chapel of Diana

[Aesha]

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The Chapel of Diana

Amongst the white marble structures of the Aurora District, a citadel rose. Its beauty and extravagance was unmatched by any temple in Enamoria – so the locals boasted – yet not everyone could enjoy the splendor and beauty that the nobles enjoyed; not everyone was welcome within the walls of golden-laced stone, laid down in honor of Orod.

And so within the streets of Cheapside, a small chapel had been constructed. Its walls were made from dirty grey stone, its roof tiles broken and falling off. The windows were no more than empty squares in the wall, old and rotting shutter clacking against the dirty stone; unable to keep out the wind or weather with any adequacy. Even the bell that rested at the top of the chapel had never worked. Surrounding the church was a low, rock wall. It was covered in patches of pale and flakey lichen, or creepy weeds that pushed the stone mortar apart. A rusty iron gate was the only way into the grounds, and the path lead through a weed infested garden, filled with wild roses and thistles.

It was nothing even remotely beautiful or awe inspiring, unlike the noble citadel. Nevertheless, it was all the people of Cheapside had. There was no splendor here.

The inside of the temple was in no better repair. The wooden benches for praying looked as if they had been thrown together by left over bits of broken wood with nails bent at odd angles. The floor was dirty and dusty; cracked clay vases were filled with dead flowers; incense urns black and tarnished, long out of use. The only effigy to the goddess Diana was hand woven dolls of dirty straw and linen made by the poor children of Daltina. They rested on the ‘alter’ that was no more than stained wooden table at the front of the chapel, covered in a few burned out candles that no longer shone.

A single priest looked after the temple, an elderly human man with a messy beard, and dirty brown robes. He is usually found sleeping in an old and lumpy chair in a back corner of the chapel, snoring loudly, disturbing the usually quiet and emptiness of the house of worship.

NPCs

Graham Tespri - Graham is an old, human man, that doesn’t seem to care much about the church that he runs, or the gods in general. He has dark eyes, and an unkempt mop of thinning grey hair and beard that hides most of his wrinkled face. He usually wears brown robes, that look like the need a good wash, and sleeps the days away in his lumpy chair at the back of the chapel. He tends to be very crotchety if woken up for an ‘unimportant’ reason.