In the grand hall of the Holy Church of the Holy Empire, tall marble columns reached up to a ceiling covered with detailed golden sculptures showing scenes from religious texts. Sunlight flooded through stained glass windows, painting colorful patterns on the marble floor.
At the canter of the chamber stood the statue of the Goddess, Vino Velora, carved from pure alabaster and designed with shimmering jewels that glinted in the soft glow of the sunlight. The statue gave off an aura of divinity, her outstretched hand calling the faithful to heed her word.
The hall had rows of carved seats made of dark mahogany and covered in luxurious velvet. Priests and priestesses stood close by, all lined and stood like slient guardians.
There the Head Priest knelt before the towering statue of their revered Goddess. Bathed in the soft glow emanating from the divine statue, he listened intently as Vino Velora's voice echoed in his mind.