Setting
This is the primary place of worship in New Ketajhi, and it was also the first building constructed in the colony. It is a humble building - a simple dome made of uncut river rocks stacked and mortared. Lush green grass covers the ground and a large flat stone sits in the center beneath a skylight. This building has been blessed to prevent fiends and creatures of undeath from entering.
New Ketajhi Chapel
A sense of peace falls over you like a warm blanket when you step into this building. The chapel is built from uncut stones forming a large dome over your head. Thick green grass carpets the floor while a large flat stone sits in the center.
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New Ketajhi Chapel is a part of 
South Path.
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Shytmar [1] Shytmar was a former entertainer, but he was called into divine service by Leolik as His Chosen, and now he serves as the local kohedri of New Ketajhi.
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Shytmar sat in the center of the chapel, and he prayed. Several other residents of New Ketajhi surrounded him - some upon their knees and others lifting their hands towards heaven.
The chapel’s walls, a simple dome formed of uncut river stones, enclosed him like a shroud. He knelt upon a large flat stone that sat in the center of the building. Sweet-smelling grass covered the floor around him while a beam of light warmed his mane through the skylight above.
He rocked back and forth and muttered the mizburim, the praying songs, of the Sage-Wizard Alphanius - the once great prophet of Ha’Ari. Shytmar cried out to the lion god, praising Him for His wonders and beseeching Him for protection. The Long Night had followed them even here, to this new world, and he feared that the All-Consuming Darkness would be close at hand.
“Forgive us, Leolik, if we have brought our curse upon this world,” Shytmar whispered. “Forgive us, and have mercy. May your Everlasting Flame burn forever within our hearts, and may your light shine through us and be a beacon to the lost and weary of these nations!”
The chapel’s walls, a simple dome formed of uncut river stones, enclosed him like a shroud. He knelt upon a large flat stone that sat in the center of the building. Sweet-smelling grass covered the floor around him while a beam of light warmed his mane through the skylight above.
He rocked back and forth and muttered the mizburim, the praying songs, of the Sage-Wizard Alphanius - the once great prophet of Ha’Ari. Shytmar cried out to the lion god, praising Him for His wonders and beseeching Him for protection. The Long Night had followed them even here, to this new world, and he feared that the All-Consuming Darkness would be close at hand.
“Forgive us, Leolik, if we have brought our curse upon this world,” Shytmar whispered. “Forgive us, and have mercy. May your Everlasting Flame burn forever within our hearts, and may your light shine through us and be a beacon to the lost and weary of these nations!”
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