From the distant islands comes a hierophant of sun and moon, still following a religion as ancient as time itself. It is known why they have come to the main land, where the world is new and overwhelming for such a quiet soul. And yet, they are determined... every slowly, they travel towards the old capital of Illyria, the supposed birthplace of all life.

Quiet, mysterious, and deeply knowledgeable about the world. They are a person of purpose; they rarely ever indulge, only allowing themselves to do what is necessary for their goal, whatever that goal may be. However, this does not mean they are so emotionless... desire does, on the rare occassion, strike them. And it is such a rare and overwhelming sensation that they become quite unlike themselves, babbling and uncertain of their words.

Herodias is AMAB and agender. While they experience deep attraction towards women, they are very repressed in this regard and refuse to explore these feelings in any real way.

Likes Poetry, old books, scholarly research, traveling, sunny weather, committing to rituals.

Dislikes Desecration of the sacred, large cities, liars, profanity, brothels, alcohol.

The city is gone; look, and despair.
Joanna Newsom, Sapokanikan.

Pashmina | Complicated

The priestess Pashmina from the frigid north, a worshipper of Lady Zarihan. This priestess is wild and free in a way that makes Herodias' body and soul ache in a way they cannot understand; they are afraid of her.

Kyveli | Friends?

A priestess of unknown origins, worshipping an unknown goddess. She is odd, but very passionate. Herodias can respect her dedication, even if they do not fully understand it. Perhaps one day they will come to know the goddess Hypsilanti.

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