He hoped that he was doing quite well.
-The most important thing is to treat the gods with respect and not incur their wrath.- Darius nodded, pointing to the exit.- As for the rest... I completely agree with you.
The chapel surprised the dragon. The room was flooded with colourful light coming through stained glass windows depicting various plants and small animals. In the centre was a round altar entirely decorated with bas-reliefs of vines and ivy. Against the wall opposite the entrance stood a statue of a goddess with a wreath of spring flowers on her head, a bouquet of grain in her hands, and various animals at her feet. From the statue, on both sides along the walls, there were waist-high pedestals with shrines resembling miniature temples, through the doors of which one could see the statues of the deities to whom they were dedicated. In the middle of the right aisle, in accordance with tradition, there was a golden altar decorated with symbols of stars dedicated to Solas, the god of light. Opposite, in the middle of the left aisle, there was an obsidian shrine, which was the only one with a closed door. The black altar belonged to Direl, goddess of darkness and the underworld. Right next to it was another ink-coloured shrine made of black marble. However, there was no divine image inside it. The altar was dedicated to Thanatos, the god of death, and according to the doctrine of his religion, he was a god without a single form. He appeared to everyone in a different shape. For this reason, he was not depicted in any way, and all sacred places were decorated with symbols of a skull inscribed in a spiked ring. In addition to these customary shrines, there were six others in the room, but Draco recognised only the one dedicated to Gaia, the goddess of the earth.
-Maratia, lady of life, we thank you for another day.- Priest Sommenfell placed both hands on the altar and bowed to the statue of his goddess, his forehead almost touching the stone tabletop. -
