[Open] And Did the Countenance Divine

[graveling]

Who: Angel and You
What: Properly priesting, or trying to at least
When: July
Where: Yes!
Warning(s): None yet

1. I will not cease from mental fight [Temple Matters]
With Degas on his sabbatical, Angel is taking on the full mantle of Priest of the Mothers. He’s wearing the brown robes of a priest and the green stole with braided knotwork patterns similar to Celtic designs along it, even though doing so makes him feel a little like a child in their father’s shoes.

Still, he’s here if you need guidance or blessing, trying to fill the role.


2. Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand [Milk and Honey]
As he’s trying to fill the role of full-time priest, Angel’s still in his robes as he brings products from Kasprak farm into town. Vegetables and fruits, eggs and goat’s milk. And, of course, honey, in small glass jars all with a wax stamp on top–a bee with a pair of stylized feathered wings.

He’s visiting stores and restaurants, but if you catch him on the carriage Arcadia’s pulling, you might get tossed a ripe tomato or offered a melon. There’s plenty to go around.


3. Till we have built Jerusalem [A Day Off]
Sometimes, it’s all a bit much. Angel occasionally runs away from his duties. Never on days when there are services planned, never when he’s scheduled for something. But when restlessness strikes, Angel’s feet take him to the wild parts of the island. Paradesium, Lockwood Forest near Elsie’s Tree, and even nosing around the cave near Tawny Beach, though it’s been caved in since he and River had their adventure. He isn’t wearing his robes, he hasn’t combed his hair, he might be up a tree or sitting on a rock, and he surely isn’t expecting company.

But still, if you approach, there’s a sheepish little nod and a wave.


4. In England's green and pleasant land [Wildcard]
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Comments

[hotproblems]

Oh, he's awkward, alright. Lorenz makes a quick mental note to assume better of... of men throwing tomatoes at him in the streets, etc. He shakes his head.

"No, no; do not trouble yourself. I misread your intentions, I believe." Not a produce-based con! "In that case, thank you. It looks finely grown."

[graveling]

"Oughta be. Eddie's pretty proud of his fruit and veg. And the eggs. His ladies lay some of the best eggs on the island. I just tend the bees, mostly, because I've got a second job in town."

See! This is encouraging! Angel's managing to make conversation like a real person.

[hotproblems]

Lorenz nods, giving the tomato another appraising look. He doesn't know how to work on a farm personally, but, "My family's territory back home has a strong agricultural presence-" so he knows at least a little about the intricacies of fine produce, "-although not a particularly large presence of beekeepers."

And he'll circle back to ooh, honey, but first, "Your second job relates to your religious vestments, I presume?"

[graveling]

"Yes. I'm the priest at the Temple of Sacred Roots. I'm...still learning. But I'm trying."

He's been priesting properly for less than a month, now.

[hotproblems]

"Ah, recently ordained? That's exciting." He can spot the slight jitteriness of a new thing, and honestly? Admirable! Can't help but respect a person making an effort to learn.

"I've not been in town long enough to know much about the Temple, so perhaps you could tell me?" A beat. "While moving. I wouldn't want to impede your produce delivery."

[graveling]

"Sure. You want to climb onto the carriage and ride with me?" His horse might require a sniff test, but she's an incredible judge of character. And Angel would feel weird making someone walk when he's driving.

"Anyway, the Temple venerates four goddesses, who we view as divine Mothers. Each rules over one domain and one season, but also has other interests and patronages. Like, right now, it's Summer. Which is Kora's season, and she also rules over the Sea, and looks after adventurers, rebels, bars and barflies, fishermen. She takes offerings of coins or jewelry, seashells and alcohol."