"His brother is Decay, prince of insects and mould and all that rots, worshipped in southern Khul by the beggars and lepers of the foul city of Shakuru."
The Grand Chapel of Decay (#8/30, #281/365)
This grand temple to one of the three prime Dark Lords, is a monument of bone, a worship hall constructed from the very skeletons of its followers, molded and sculpted over time, for surely as sand runs through the Overglass, these are the days of their lives. The High Priestess is Her Deaconess Viluet (scheming, tall). A Skeleton Woman previously from high society within the Kingdom of Skulls, Viluet was exiled as an enemy of Queen Ulna and her sister Uncinata, and has taken up time here in the Pit, as the holiest avatar of the Dark Lord Decay.
This is possibly the biggest temple to Decay in all the Macrocosmos; many pilgrimages are made here as a result, dodging residual colonies of Decayers within the temple, along the way. The full compliment of soldiers and militia guard the temple, known as the Sentinels of Rot, and are an elite armed force, willing to be hired out for any engagement as long as it advances the inevitable invasion of their Dark Lord Decay. Their commander is Vaskelios Erethrim (thoughtful, short-sighted), a renegade exiled Dark Elf from a lowly clan, who, here in the Pit, has become much more than they could possibly imagine. Despite their success Vaskelios is bored, and happy to hire out should an interesting assignment drop their way.
Priests of Decay are inevitable within the city of Thagwar and hold regular quarter-drives, descending upon a particular district of the settlement to harass heretics, collect tithes, berate the non-devout, and preach the word of Rot. Such drives typically take the form of a mob of Demonic Servant devotees, all robed in white, stained from a lifetime of abuse, and one of whom will bear the holy standard of a skeleton hand outlined upon a white field. Such mobs will be led by one of the popular Demagogues of the moment, such as Khulkotha, Sxilios Silverbane, or J'hulrue of the Red Eye, who will whip up the crowd into a religious frenzy, directing their anger at whatever has irked their ire this week, or been paid to do so.
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