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The Pantheon As described by Babi to Adia It was a special time in Willorest, a Feast of the Full Moon. Families gathered together, centering around their oldest living members, to have dinner and celebrate. Normally, the cooking duties would fall to Adia's grandmother whom they called Babi, her Mother Helena, and Aunt Ruby. Ruby's family was away though, visiting distant relatives somewhere in Ardenia. They did that once every few years. Adia's mother had fallen ill with a fever and was ordered to stay home on bedrest until she recovered. Because Adia was now nine, she was deemed old enough to help around the kitchen. So, she would fill in her mother's place, and help Babi prepare the Full Moon feast. Adia was excited about the opportunity. Not because she enjoyed doing work, although she didn't mind it. But, because Babi was a woman of great interest to her. She was old and had wisdom that many of the family thought dangerous or delusional. When she would start telling stories, the parents would often wisk away the children, to try and keep her from filling their heads with strange ideas. Today, no parents would be around, and Adia would have several hours alone with Babi, to ask her questions and learn. As she was given a duty of peeling potatoes, Adia gathered her courage and asked her first question. "Babi, yesterday one of the parishioners came by and attended to Mama. She said something about having faith. But, then she called out to, 'Makaki'. A god of healing, she said. I thought the Gods didn't have names. I think she must have done something bad. That is why Mami didn't get better yet." The nameless Gods, were the elder deities. The forces of Creation, Organization, and Destruction, were often symbolized by three circles connected with a straight line. Babi wore their symbol on a necklace around her neck, with each circle being made of fired clay, and colored appropriately in blue, green, and red. "Ahh. Makaki," Babi repeated. "I haven't heard of that one before." "Well, if you haven't heard of Makaki, then she must be making it up," Adai responded with tone of resolve. " Maybe, but maybe not." Babi responded. How, the old woman had a chance to open her grandaughter's eyes. Adia gave Babi her full attention now, eager to hear what would be told. "You know the nameless ones. We don't call them by a name, so that we don't defile them with our lips. Order, Creation, Destruction." Babi touched the corresponding trinket on her necklace as she spoke. "All needed, and working in harmony." Adia had to interrupt to clarify that point. "All needed? Why do we need destruction? Why can't we just have the good ones?" "Well child, it's because everything has to work together for balance." Babi explained and gave a metaphor. "It's like this dinner we are preparing. Right now, we are creating. Creating the dishes for the table. Steamed carrots, mashed potato, cooked pheasant, gravy. And then, we have to organize it on the table, with plates, forks, knives, cups, and napkins." Adia agreed. Those were all good things. "But then, we have to destroy it! Everyone digs in, and eats!" Aida had not thought of destruction that way before. It was the first time it had ever been described in a positive way to the child. "And then, someone has to organize and clean up all the plates and dishes when we are done. So, it's like the hand of a clock, swinging back and forth. Cration. Organization. Destruction, then back to Organization. If the clock hand only swung one way, we would be stuck in time." That gave Adia a lot to think about, but it didn't answer her earlier question. "So then, how does Makaki fall into all of this?" "A wonderful question Adia," Babi praised her. "Never be afraid to ask questions." The praise made the young girl glow. "The Elder gods, the Nameless ones are the framework. Everything is built on that. There are many powerful beings in the world, and some of them are powerful enough to be worshiped liked gods. Those are the named Gods, like Makaki. They usually are said to have domain of something specific, like life, death, water, fire, hunting, war, love. All of them pull from the nameless ones preview though." "Are they strong enough to give clerics who worship them power?" Adia now asked, getting to the heart of her question. "You know Adia, I don't think they do. But it doesn't matter. It's not the God that gives the power. It's the faith of the one calling on them. The God just helps them focus their faith." "Don't tell that to the Abbot," Adia warned Babi. "He will get really mad." "Yes, yes he would," Babi agreed.
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Current region map, showing the borders between Ardenia and Eryndor. Lovingly drawn by Adia
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The Yarrows: For as long as Willowrest has been a settlement, there has been a need for food and shelter for it's citizens, and the Yarrows were among the first to arrive. Recognizing the fertile soil as a good way to survive, they have worked and prospered from the land. Local Legend says that the first Yarrows were a family of Druids, lead by Dunmare Yarrow, who interwove their natural magics along with the sweat of hard work to pull the bountiful harvests from the dirt. While the Family has done little to deny these mystical roots, it is fair to say that most citizens of Willowrest have, at one time or another, benefitted from the extraordinarily hearty vegetables the Yarrow Farm has produced. The most recent generation consists of Amberwald and Heather (Henderson) Yarrow and their daughter Clover. While they have adopted a few farmhands over the years to help manage their fields, If Clover fails to marry or produce children of her own… the Legacy of the true Yarrows might falter.
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Note: The drawing was of the original plans for the Chapel. Construction lasted nearly 90 years to complete the building, and some minor changes may have been made to adjust for space allotments within the city, changes in available materials, and alterations made by any of the 12 Abbots of Willowrest who served during the construction of the building.
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