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Possible purge [Jul. 18th, 2010|02:53 am]
Dear livejournal,

Please do not delete me.

Thank you.

P.S. to golden_general and revereddaughter, you've friended me but I can't friend you back. Do you have any idea how I can add you to my friends list?
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Education of a cleric, conclusion [Feb. 16th, 2008|10:14 pm]
I was ushered in to a small chamber on the right. Somehow, it had never actually occurred to me that I could meet the High Clerist herself. I had seen her many times, of course, during the high holy days and festivals that formed such an integral part of Palanthas daily life, but that was always at a distance. I would in moments plead my case to the holiest woman on Krynn. I prayed to Paladine that I might find the right words.

The chamber was sparse, containing a few wooden benches and a single marble altar with three candles and a censor. The scent of frankincense and sandalwood hung faintly on the air, mixing with the salt water from the Bay of Branchala. The only other light from the room came from beeswax candles set in sconces on otherwise bare marble walls. I wondered at the purpose of this room. It clearly could not contain all the clerics of the Temple. Was this a place where individual worshippers could come to pray? And would I be permitted to stay long enough to find out?

A door behind the altar I had not previously noticed opened, startling me, and the young cleric who had opened the door for me came in leading a blind woman. Crysania of Tarinius! I stood hastily to show my respect, and then cursed myself for a fool realizing that she could not see me. The High Clerist extended her hand, and I went forward to her and knelt down, kissing her hand. "The blessing of Paladine be upon you," Lady Crysania intoned.

"And upon all beings," I murmured in reply.

"You are Eleni of the House of Peridies, are you not?"

"Yes, Your Excellency," I answered. I hadn't given my name when I arrived, so how did she know that?

"I have heard a great deal about you." This shocked me. Why would she know about me, and what had she heard? Good or ill? Was my only chance to enter the clergy blocked before I began? My stomach fluttered uncomfortably.

The High Clerist lifted my hand, raising me up. "Come, child. Sit down and tell me why you're here."

We walked to a bench and sat, Lady Crysania having to feel for the bench first. I realized with a start that I was a bit taller than her, and that she seemed...mortal. She wore a simple, unembroidered white robe, and her graying hair was unbound. She who glowed during public celebrations, with silver robes and ceremonial mitre on her head, now appeared as an ordinary old woman. She was once like me, I thought. A Solamnic lady of a minor house who left her home and became a cleric. If she could do it, why not me? I was shocked by my heretical thinking, and prayed to Paladine for forgiveness.

I began to tell my tale, nervously at first, leaving many things out. But the Lady Crysania asked gentle yet probing questions, until I had at last laid my entire conscience bare to her. I despaired, knowing she must think me a silly, frivolous thing who should be sent home at once.

"Thank you, Eleni," she said when I had finished. She rose to consult with the older cleric, leaving me alone with my thoughts on the bench.

After a few moments, she returned, guided by the older cleric who had greeted me earlier. "Are you certain you want to do this?" Crysania asked.

"You -you mean you'll accept me?" I stammered.

She laughed then. "Oh, yes. You come highly recommended. The Revered Son Dectine has sent many reports of you to me." Then she turned serious. "You realize that if you take orders, you will never marry, never know carnal love, never have a child."

"I realize and accept that, Your Excellency."

"You will own nothing. Anything that you bring with you or inherit belongs to the Temple."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

"You will take vows of obedience. You will go where you are sent and perform the tasks that your superiors deem necessary."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

"This is not an easy path you have chosen. In many places of the world we are still hated, and even in Solamnia misundertood by many."

"I understand."

"And we minister to all of Krynn, even those that misunderstand, even those that hate us. Are you prepared to do that?"

That last gave me pause. But I answered firmly, "Yes."

The High Clerist smiled again. "Then tomorrow you may take initial vows as an acolyte, and five years from that point your final vows. Revered Son Edard will show you to the female acolytes' dormitory."

My heart beat faster. This was really happening! I was to become a cleric! "Thank you, Your Excellency."

Crysania murmered, "Paladine bless and keep you, Revered Daughter." I bowed, knowing somehow that she could sense the movement even if she could not see it, and thanked Paladine for delivering me to my destiny.
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lj weirdness meme [Jun. 6th, 2007|01:06 pm]
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So, acolyte_eleni, your LiveJournal reveals...

You are... 0% unique and 31% herdlike
(partly because you, like everyone else, enjoy religion).
When it comes to friends you are lonely. In terms of the way you relate to people, you are keen to please.

Your writing style (based on a recent public entry) is conventional.

Your overall weirdness is: 54

(The average level of weirdness is: 27.
You are weirder than 92% of other LJers.)

Find out what your weirdness level is!
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Four questions [Apr. 16th, 2007|12:25 pm]
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Who am I?
A cleric of Paladine.
A lady of the Solamnic House of Peridies.

How did I come here?
Like all on Krynn I was created by Paladine, Gilean, and Takhisis.

What should I do?
Serve the world.

Where am I going?
First, as all souls do, to Chemosh, and then to the blessed realm of Paladine.

Ooc analysis: This exercise brings into dramatic relief just how horrific the 5th Age would have been for someone like Eleni. She would no longer have the answers to the most basic of questions. There was no more Paladine, so she was no longer a cleric. All the noble houses of Palanthas fell when most of Solamnia was conquered by the Knights of Takhisis. No one had a clue anymore what happened to one's soul after death (and War of Souls showed just what a hideous fate awaited them). And what does it mean to serve the world when the world is ruled by alien evil dragons? Life in the 5th Age would be the most unstable and terrifying time period to live on Krynn.
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Education of a Cleric, part VI [Oct. 30th, 2006|12:52 am]
After my parents' death, I was recalled home. My brother-in-law informed me that I would be wed within the fortnight, regardless of my feelings. I felt, deeply and at the core of my being, that this was wrong. I know of no other way to put it. I retired early that evening, and prayed to Paladine. I opened my heart and asked Him to guide me, to give me the strength to endure what I must. And I heard Him! He said, "Come home, daughter. Come home." A sense of peace came over me.

Later that night, when all were asleep, I fled. I ran as if all the demons of the Abyss were at my heels. It was my first time in the streets of Palanthas after curfew, and unattended. I had been to the Temple only once before, but my steps did not falter. When I reached the Temple gate and pulled on the rope to ring the bell, I collapsed to the ground, spent and out of breath. An elderly man and a younger cleric, both robed in white, came running out, and were quite surprised to find me there. They brought me inside, and after hearing my story, sent for High Clerist Crysania.
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Education of a cleric, part V [Mar. 24th, 2006|03:35 am]
My final months under the tutelage of Dame Agnes were filled with despair. Tanin Majere and his brother were sent away on the pretext of some mysterious mission or other, and while this should have made my life easier, a fair number of the squires grew resentful, and seemed to hold me in distrust. According to Daniel, they felt that Tanin had been dealt with unfairly, and were not unsympathetic to his beliefs about the High Clerist. The Revered Son Dectine, who had recognized my vocation to the Church, told me gently but firmly that the Temple needed me - as a sympathetic Solamnic noblewoman who would tithe, and raise my children in the faith of Paladine. Politically, it seemed, Paladine did not need me as a cleric. And then Dectine himself was recalled to the Temple.

My eldest sister married a man who was as ambitious as he was unscrupulous, although I was the only one who could see this. At the wedding, my own fiance came to me and made it clear that he meant to wed me before the year was out, my wishes not withstanding. I felt trapped, helpless, and doomed. Even prayers no longer comforted me.

And then came the day that everything changed. Dame Agnes called me to her solar and gently informed me that my parents had been killed in a coach accident.
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At miiro's request [Nov. 9th, 2005|12:21 am]
Edit This is posted in woosh_me_raist.

A few weeks ago, miiro posted this.


Here is my answer. Please let me know if Dalamar sounds like Dalamar in this story.

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Not quite what I expected, but close enough [Nov. 2nd, 2005|01:27 am]

You are the Paladin, the
ultimate warrior for God. The Paladin
represents all that is good in the world.
Paladins fight evil at all costs. They do not
care for material pleasures of this world. They
have sworn their lives away to protecting the
innocent, avenging the victims of cruel
murders, and chasing after those who deserve
their punishments. The Paladin will do anything
to fulfill their duties. They will even
sacrifice themselves to save

Color: White
Gem: Diamond


Who would you be if you were a character in an epic fantasy? (beautiful pictures)
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Night of the Eye [Oct. 31st, 2005|01:22 am]
Tonight is the Night of the Eye, one of the busiest nights at the Temple. Though it is primarily a celebration of the mages, we also honor Solinari as the Son of our Lord and Lady, Paladine and Mishikal. However, this is not why we are so busy. Tonight, the night on which all moons are full and the only night of the year on which all can see the dark moon. Needless to say, this can cause all manner of consternation in the more sensitive among the good citizens of Palanthas. We are all, from the lowliest novice to the High Clerist herself, up until dawn providing spiritual counseling. It's certainly one of my more...interesting...duties at the Temple.
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Education of a cleric, part IV [Aug. 9th, 2005|11:02 pm]
Sir Donal decided to resurrect the ancient custom of having a cleric attached to the household. And so Revered Son Dectine came to live with us. He was a young man, in his early twenties, with black hair and blue eyes, and he hailed from Sancrist. (Clerics of Solamnia were never sent to Solamnic households, although I didn't know it at the time.) Oh, he was a favorite with the ladies-in-waiting, many of whom thought his vow of celibacy a waste. Once I tartly pointed out that devoting one's love to the God of Good who created us all is hardly a waste, only to have Lady Fana retort that since I had to devote all of my love to the old man whom my parents had chosen, I didn't know what I was talking about.

Nonetheless, I was just as happy as the others for Revered Son Dectine's arrival, albeit for different reasons. I had been dreading my impending nuptials, and life was beginning to seem drear and meaningless. Now daily prayers and meditations were added to the routine of our day. I have always prayed, but the services led by Revered Son Dectine caused my soul to soar. In uniting my soul with the love of Paladine I was able to forget my troubles, at least for the moment.

The cleric was also our tutor in religious matters. Most of the squires, and not a few of the ladies-in -waiting, found the lessons tedious, but I took to them as a dragon to the sky. The lessons frequently turned into a spirited and good-natured debate between the Revered Son and myself. One lesson, though, turned discordant when Tanin Majere questioned why the High Clerist had not reinstituted the Kingpriestship. I found it a foolish question - after all, the Reign of Istar was marked with corruption and the near extermination of many cultures on Krynn, culminating in the Cataclysm - but Revered Son Dectine answered him gravely. He tried to explain that Her Excellency Crysania did not seek power, but only to share the peace of Paladine with Krynn, but Tanin cut him off. "It's because Crysania's weak," he sneered, to the shocked gasp of many assembled. "The whole Temple is populated by useless cowards who won't stand up to evil. When I think of the good that could be accomplished if the High Clerist would use her power to rally Solamnia to fight those villains who..."

"You mean, if Her Excellency would lead them in conquest," I coldly interrupted. "Lust for power is not strength."

"What would you know of it, lady? You with your soft life free of care and your devious ways..."

Lady Agnes appeared by the door. "Squire Tanin, I believe my husband wishes to speak with you." Tanin stood up and stalked out of the room. I found myself shaking. Everyone looked to the cleric, who appeared as shocked as they. He dismissed class, but caught my arm as I was leaving and asked to speak with me.
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