[Temple of All Gods] Perusing the Gods (Closed, Goss please)

by **Gossamer** on April 19th, 2010, 3:27 pm

Mod NoteSince the temple has no employees and no locked doors, I'll humbly request that Eris alter her post a bit to reflect that fact.

Glav indeed was a busy man, but the truth was he was busy doing the more mundane tasks of keeping the Temple of All Gods running in a day to day fashion. He was the sole employee, so he cleaned polished, washed, scrubbed, waxed and sanded quite happily throughout most of his days. And when he wasn't doing such things - he was speaking with people, offering his advice, and helping out in the community.

The Temple of All Gods had no sermons, no lectures, and no required attendance. Religion did not work in such ways. Instead, it provided a place for people to come and seek peace. It provided a shelter in the city watched over by perhaps one of the cities most powerful yet humble protectors. Glav was somewhere in his mid thirties - or so he appeared - and dressed in simple homespun that gave no indication of wealth or title.

The door the man showed them too had no locks and indeed was a set of double doors that opened to a sitting room off the main temple itself. The room was stone and dominated by a huge hearth that tended to be surrounded by enough wing-backed chairs to support the number of people needing to use it. The walls were draped with tapestries depicting numerous gods. They weren't all there, but then again the room wasn't all that big. Those represented, however, were not of one alignment or another. They seemed to be randomly displayed from the pantheon... and if one blinked the display itself too seemed to change.

Glav himself was on his hands and knees with a large ash bucket and a shovel cleaning out said hearth. Once the door opened though, he rose, brushed off his knees and smiled. "Why hello there." He said after a moment, then studied first Alistair and then Eris with a keen eye. He moved to join them across the room and then gestured back toward the fireplace. "I'm sorry there's no warm fire to greet you. I was busy cleaning the hearth. Would you both like some tea and a seat for a few minutes? Then we can talk if thats why you've come." He said thoughtfully.

by **Alistair deGrey** on April 20th, 2010, 12:30 am

Glav Navik was surprising in many ways. In the way that he dressed, the way that he first appeared, the manner in which one found this notorious man on his hands and knees. To many, he might seem like a lowly friar. However, Alistair was keenly aware that if somebody as notorious as Glav Navik looked as this man did, then he was that much more powerful for concealing whatever it was he had to conceal. Well, it made sense to deGrey. An innocuous appearance did not foreshadow safety, as Cedany had made Alistair all too aware of.

The proffered seat was rather kind to deGrey's rear, quite a bit more so than the stools in his workshop. He waited for Glav to do whatever Glav was going to do, examining the ever changing tapestries. Or rather, it appeared as if they were ever changing. Alistair was sure he had seen several of the deities in texts before, but could not attribute a name to them.

A few more chimes of silent observation encouraged deGrey to break the welling quiet. "Yes, I do have several queries for you." A slow dance between anxiety and excitement commenced in Alistair's chest, the promise of answers lingering. The entirety of deGrey's focus lay on the before him, "I have come to learn of deities. To glean an understanding." His left index finger tapped the right arm of the chair, one, two, three times, continuing. "Recent events have, to phrase it unsatisfactorily, inspired a curiosity." One blink, deGrey wished the man could simply read his thoughts and answer him. "So I lay inquiries with various people, who referred me of course to here." A breath, inhale, exhale. Almost over, near commencement. "So, I have come to learn what I should learn. What exactly," one blink, "does one need to know about the gods? What deities should I perhaps research?"

Alistair realized he had been sitting bolt upright in his chair, and now he leaned back to a relaxed position, contemplating the impending enlightenment. Intuition was something the inventor had learned to trust, if an idea felt right, explore it. He knew soon enough when the lead was false. Yet there were no indications yet, nothing but anticipation stood before Alistair.

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by **Eris** on April 20th, 2010, 1:28 am

Eris had heard bits and pieces of information about Glav Navik, enough for her to have formed an image of the man in her mind. She had expected a regal figure of some sort, immersed in meditation, or else busy with research. She had certainly not expected such an open and welcoming presence in the man. That made her weary, of course. All off Joel’s lectures came flooding back. Don’t presume simplicity where non exists. Observe before speaking. Never let your guard down. And then, there was the piece of advice which had seemed the least like Joel – the advice that he himself rarely followed. Politeness and respect are key in any new acquaintance.

Eris inclined her head in both greeting and thanks, lowering herself into the seat that the man had so graciously offered. The atmosphere was free of the tension that Eris had come to expect from meeting new people. She felt herself begin to relax as deGrey launched into his list of questions. The man surprised her with his zest for knowledge, especially knowledge about the Gods. She had not come here for the purpose of learning more about the deities, but now that the topic had been broached, she felt interested despite herself.

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