Vacation in Stormhome: Around Highwash > Matriarch > Selvash’s Hall

As opposed to the human-like business of Lyran’s, this place feels like the one place untouched by breeze or busy-buzzing in the whole of Stormhome. There’s a distinct sense if only brought on by the many eyes watching my Not-Khoravar-Self, of being watched and weighed. Honestly, this is something I get all over Khorvaire, so it doesn’t bother me at all. The incense is heavy and seems to form clouds at the top of the dome. It is peaceful, if foreboding, wary, warning, like a still ocean on a cloudy day. I take a little time to watch the candles burn down and notice some priests seem to take note if the wax falls in a particularly wave-like or cloud-like pattern, blue or white, and where the fine wicks crumble and speckle the otherwise clear and clean-burning wax. The priests are polite and seem happy to explain their religion to me and offer to assist me in a petition for calm seas and clear skies for when I eventually return home. Uh, they tryin’ to get me to leave or something? Upon hearing I’m are a scholar, some of them suddenly become inclined to discuss the finer points of difference between other religions I’ve have encountered. Cool!

I ask if they’re okay with me taking notes during our discussions and they seem used to that, and don’t much mind so long as I keep it academic and not sensationalizing. It seems a few of them have read one or more of my books and actually appear to appreciate the insight into another culture I can give give, however academically dry it can be at times. I do get the feeling that if I weren’t who I am they would be less fond of the note scribbling. As the discussion come around to my personal worship, I give them the lowdown on the Cat Lord and the few differences I’ve noticed between our Tabaxi reverence and the reverence given to the Traveler. They do not actively discourage the worship of the Traveler. It seems that ‘aspect’ of the Host/Six has been accepted into the more general Sea, and considering my frequent and fart ravels, they don’t find it distasteful nor unusual. Don’t get me wrong, the depiction as the Cat Lord is unusual to them, but it’s not like I’m worshiping anything actually bad. Their religion (Sela’s Path) seems an interesting blend of Aerenal-style Ancestor Worship as well as the more-usual Host, resulting in a veneration of founders without the necromantic part.

Scribble, scribble, scribble. Thanks priesty-types!