Vythlak

Vythlak
Status	Active
Race	Dwarf
Gender	Male
Guild	Cleric
Instance	Prime

Appearance

451 AV, 8th Month

You are Vythlak, a Dwarf. You have a square face, sparkling gold eyes and a straight nose.  Your brown hair is short and thick.  You have tanned skin and a stout build.

You are very tall for a Dwarf.

Clerical Conduct

A collection of homilies, speeches, and sermons:

Event Name	Event Date	Event Host	Event Description	Notes	Sermon Notes	Event Log
Holy Sorcery Party	02/02/2025	Zynell	Prayers and Offerings to Phelim	First public speech	Homily Notes
Holy Sorcery Party	02/08/2025	Vythlak	Prayers and Offerings to Kertigen	First time hosting	Homily Notes
Holy Sorcery Party	02/13/2025		Prayers and Offerings to Truffenyi and Saemaus		Homily Notes
Holy Sorcery Party	02/21/2025	Zynell	Prayers and Offerings to Firulf		Homily Notes
Holy Sorcery Party	02/26/2025	Gragnel	Prayers and Offerings to Albreda		Homily Notes
Holy Sorcery Party	03/07/2025	Zynell	Prayers and Offerings to Hodierna		Homily Notes

Visions of Faith

451 8th month ~32 Day | 02/02/2025

• You hear a few soft, fluttering notes of song, and when you look up see a nightingale has perched atop the shrine. A few golden motes hang around it momentarily, looking like stars hung in an echo of a constellation. The bird sings another soft few notes, then flies away and is gone.

451 9th month ~16 Day | 02/08/2025

• An enormous, coal-black raven suddenly descends from the sky, settling upon the shoulder of the jade statue, its heavy black beard feathers puffed pridefully. It lets out several soft croaks, turning its head to regard you with one intelligent black eye, and an iridescent sheen of gold flashes across its feathers. You briefly hear the ringing sound of a hammer on metal and smell smoke and ash. The raven flaps its wings and twists its head in something like a nod, then leaps up and flies away.
• Far above, a raven swoops into view, cawing loudly and flapping in three circles overhead, before flying off again.

451 9th month ~30 Day | 02/13/2025

• A shimmering golden haze gives way to the appearance of a pristine white donkey, which plods steadily through the area.  It sidles up to Unaka with a snort, and she rests one large hand easily upon its head, scratching.  Your eye follows its head as it dips down to the ground, where you see a shining, illusory river of liquid in a rainbow of colors.  It drinks deeply, then raises its head again, bobbing it up and down briefly.  With another snort, it sedately walks away, dematerializing in another shimmer of gold.

451 10th month, 388th Day | 02/21/2025

452 1st month, 8th Day | 02/26/2025

• The sound of flapping wings breaks the quiet of the area, and you look up to see a white dove circling in the rafters. It descends and settles itself on the altar, chest puffing and feathers ruffling as it gives a calm series of trilling coos. With a gentle shiver, it launches itself into the air again, disappearing in a spray of golden motes.

452 2nd month, 44th Day | 03/07/2025

• A nightingale sings from somewhere nearby.
• A golden glow erupts from Unaka's halo, and your vision is overtaken by a blinding flash! When the haze dissipates, you see a stream of visions of the blossoming of civilization, centered on the tending of healers. You see babes brought into the world, squalling and red, then delivered into the elated arms of their mothers. You see the wounded and the sick, sometimes visiting a tent or cottage, other times clinging to the outskirts of cities, healers moving quietly among them, plying herbs or lending a gentle touch. A tall man stands in the background, frowning, traces of worry evident in the squint of his eyes. A woman moves to stand beside him, giving his arm a light squeeze, and you can see his tension ease.
• A golden glow erupts from Unaka's halo, and your vision is overtaken by a blinding flash! When the haze dissipates, you find yourself viewing a battlefield, the ground torn, wounded lying thick across the field. You spot a majestic unicorn stepping carefully, until it finally reaches a clearing. Where its horn touches the earth, a large, stalky stem emerges, dozens of tendrils wrapped about it, a rainbow of colorful flowers blooming around a translucent golden heart. It grows and grows, towering beyond a bush, then a tree, then seems almost to become a mountain pushing its way into the sky. You lose track of the unicorn as one of the tendrils of the plant reaches for you, encircling your ankle with a cool tingle, and you become vaguely aware of the other tendrils questing for the many bodies lying on the field. The vision fades.

Visions of Civilization

451 9th month ~30 Day | 02/13/2025

• A golden glow erupts from Unaka's halo, and your vision is overtaken by a blinding flash!  When the haze dissipates, you see a stream of visions of the blossoming of civilization, centered on ceremonious union and love.  At first, you see a small gathering of tribespeople, two facing each other as the rest all chant words as one.  Flickering in quick succession, you see dozens of variations on marriages, from the floral displays of the S'Kra Mur to the handfasting of the Elves to the jubilant parties of the Olvi.  A tall man beams proudly as he walks a young bride down the aisle to a waiting Cleric with a gloriously gold and white rose in her hand, the groom standing anxiously nearby.  The scene changes, and you see the man settle comfortably in a seat near the back of the dance hall, watching the couple take the center of the floor for their dance together.  A rosy-cheeked Olvi man dangles his feet in the seat next to him, and they raise glasses of ale together.  The vision fades.

451 10th month, 388th Day | 02/21/2025

• Unaka's halo flares into existence, blinding you with a golden flash!  As the haze dissipates, you find yourself observing a robed man as he stretches his arms skyward.  Looking up, you watch in fascination as the stars themselves begin to bend and stir, flowing in a large swirling spiral, mirroring the man as he slowly turns his arms overhead.  As you gaze at the moving stars, you begin to notice crackles of stirring lightning, a jittering web churning in the heavens.  The man continues to stir the cosmos, sweat beading on his brow, weaving lightning and stars into a blinding tapestry which draws together and solidifies.  He clenches his fists and pulls down with a mighty heave, and you are blinded and deafened as a thunderous column of writhing electricity tears the sky in half.  A shimmering after-image of a mighty owl covered in lightning-green feathers, wings outstretched, burns into your eyes, and the man stands proud, eyes ablaze.  The vision fades.

452 1st month, 8th Day | 02/26/2025

• Unaka's halo flares into existence, blinding you with a golden flash! As the haze dissipates, you find yourself experiencing a series of visions in rapid succession, each depicting a meeting of leaders, with retinues standing by. At first, tribal leaders are seated and talking, ending with a shaking of hands or a celebratory dance. Later, meetings tend to involve the exchange of documents, flags and standards held high on each side. After one signature, a flock of doves erupts from the brush nearby, taking to the sky with startling speed. A gentle woman stands behind the signer, nodding, and places a reassuring hand upon her shoulder. The woman retreats into the background, standing next to a tall man, who gives her a slight nod. The scene turns to the man walking down the streets of a quiet Halfling village, a creek burbling nearby. The sound of children s laughter can be heard in the wind and the man turns to listen, smiling to himself. The vision ends.