Rattussmackus 597 Share Posted October 19, 2022 The study of Canonist buildings by Sylvia von Reuss A portrait of Sylvia herself Preamble. I am Sylvia Louise von Reuss, I’m quite bored as I sit in my family home, so I decided to go to each canonist city and look at their churches. This is what I thought of each. Cathedral of Saint Alexander of Furnestock - Sedan Upon looking at its exterior I was in awe, it was clear this place was large without even going inside. The building towered above my head looking like it would touch the seven skies without trying. It had an appealing and sleek look, and it was apparent I would enjoy the interior just by looking at the outside. Stepping inside confirmed my immediate assumptions, a red carpet cloaked the walk to the altar and pillars lined each side of the pews, curving together in an arch. I slowly walked down the aisle after cleaning my hands in the cauldron and knelt in a silent prayer for a few minutes. The large cross of Lorraine loomed over my head and I felt this place had done GOD justice, I felt at peace the entire time. I silently left after my business was finished, leaving quite satisfied with my experience. Spoiler Chapel of Saint Emma of Woldzmir - Petra It was already predicted that the scale of Petra’s Chapel would be much smaller than Sedan’s Cathedral but that wasn’t going to down my mood. The outside of the chapel was a bright white and the sun bounced off of the walls. I felt guilty about going to Sedan’s Cathedral beforehand because it made everything pale in comparison including this building, but I shook off that feeling and stepped inside. Upon entering I washed my hands in the basin provided and as soon as I did the rain came pouring down and beat on the roof. I looked around with the therapeutic sound and took note of the candles for the lost, mumbling a small prayer for those that were lit. The walls were lined with paintings of the exalted and a Saint and I walked the short carpet to the altar, kneeling and whispering a brief prayer. After I had risen to my feet I was greeted by a priest, I informed him of what I was doing, and we had a conversation about the Chapel which certainly brightened my mood. He told me of other buildings I should travel to, and I soon departed. Spoiler Ruins of Vienne I was incredibly surprised that most of the Chapel was still standing since almost every other building had collapsed in on itself. Gazing on the outside it looked almost intact, part of the tower had fallen but aside from that it was normal and stood above you in all its glory. I entered with my hand held above my head, a permanent worry that I could be killed by one of the wooden beams. Grass grew between the cracks of the red brick leading to the altar and it gave a welcomed sense of calm, life growing through tragedy was the only thought that came to mind. I was rained on quite heavily as I read each of the carvings talking of GOD on the wall and it certainly dampened my mood along with my clothes. I kneeled in a puddle as I prayed, and I felt a deep sense of sadness. Even the house of GOD isn’t safe from war and treason. Spoiler Chapel of St. Alexander - Castille After warming myself up in their empty tavern (and dumping the water out of my boots) I eventually found their chapel. Eventually being the word used because at first, I thought it was a house. I stared at it for a while trying to figure out why the style was chosen before deciding the rain is too much to contemplate. I tried the doors and realised they were locked, just my luck. I turned on my heel and left deciding the interior was probably just as mundane as the exterior. Spoiler Chapel of Saint Ottomar of Merryweather - Corwinsburg The walk up to the Chapel was a taxing one as only the moonlight guided my path, but it was a journey worth paying for. The chapel sat atop a hill and looked over a majestic view and I knew immediately I’d enjoy my visit. The inside was small and humbling, and I decided to pray whilst perched on a pew. A brief look at its interior made me know it wasn’t much but it was loved and cared for. I had obviously washed my hands beforehand, and my fingers traced the few paintings they had on their chapel walls. ‘No art is alike to His boundless ability’ Spirit 6:18 Spoiler The Chapel of Saint Waldo Y de Magdalena - Acre Well, travelling through all that wheat certainly didn’t do my lungs any good but after a bit of searching, I found their Chapel. I say a bit of searching because I first thought their Chapel was a clinic with the banner outside but after actually using my eyes, I read the sign and saw it was indeed a Chapel. A large cross touch the skies and it does capture everything you’d say a Chapel is. When I went inside, I was quite startled by how bare it looked, it seemed to have zero pews and I was left scratching my head for a while but nonetheless, I followed my ritual of walking down the aisle and kneeling before the altar to pray. Although I couldn’t shake the uneasiness of being in Acre from my body despite being in a place of worship, I just felt my back was too bare and it was difficult to focus on my prayer as I kept looking over my shoulder. I’d say if there wasn’t such unrest between my home and theirs, I’d feel more peaceful. It’s my own fault the place feels so grim. Spoiler Basilica La Sorella - Balian The Basilica is quite clearly the vocal point of Balian, it’s the first thing your eyes catch onto as you gaze down the street. I was pleased by the exterior though, of course, everything was much of the same. All were plain but all got the point across. As I entered the interior, I found myself frowning quite hard, the colours felt too much, and they didn’t blend well with each other. It was quite distracting as I walked the aisle, and I felt a great sickness when looking at the walls. My footsteps echoed as I reached the altar and knelt down, mumbling a soft prayer. It was rather peaceful and the only sound to be heard was the wind gently pushing through the building, my body appearing as though it was a wall as it wrapped around me. I covered the sides of my face as I exited, it was quite clear that I heavily disliked the colour orange, and they had a lot of it. Spoiler Bazylike Svankt Henriko - Haense This Basilica was one the Father suggested after I commented on Petra’s publicity of holy men, and it certainly didn’t disappoint. It began to rain as I looked upon its tall and imposing frame and it certainly beckoned me inside considering the lack of warmth on the outside. The red interior was warm and welcoming, and I was in awe as I walked across the huge mirror that reflected the ceiling. I took a moment to stand there and fully take it all in. I was amazed and I felt genuine joy in its presence. I felt this truly was a place of worship. I finally dragged myself down the aisle, practically tearing my eyes away from all the sights, it was almost overwhelming, but I managed to do it. I knelt down on the aurum line and paid my respects. Haense had done well to leave me in awe but gosh does their weather suck. Spoiler Conclusion. After spending several days traversing, the land and seeing all the holy places I could, I left for home satisfied and complete. I felt I had done God great respect with each prayer I spoke, and it was nice seeing all the different people from all the different cities. I can never pick a favourite because they all got their point across. Spoiler OOC: Obviously I couldn’t do all of them cause most were behind gates (please let me in, I just want to rate your church) but all the buildings listed were incredibly made, if any of the comments were negative it’s because Sylvia was a teen when making this and teens usually hate everything. I mean no actual hate for anyone named and I usually hate religious RP but I thought this would be fun and it was. Have a good one! (Ps: I’m very slowly losing my mind.) 8 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
hemomancy 2839 Share Posted October 19, 2022 Athri gave some slight nods at the missive. "Brave to judge their chapels." She'd laugh to herself, moving on to place the missive into a book, and thereon into a bookshelf within the Velenic library. Spoiler im also going crazy 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Optimus420 1732 Share Posted October 19, 2022 The Margrave of Velen peered through his Daughter’s writing, a smile formed upon his visage. He was truly proud that the education he got for her has paid off! 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Crevel 4727 Share Posted October 19, 2022 Petyr wonders why the author felt it particularly necessary to provide a portrait of themselves in their "study"; which he felt like was more so just an observation rather than an actual study on the buildings. Regardless, knowing of these other churches now, he would lightly consider the possibility of going on a pilgrimage of sorts to these places when he is older. 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rattussmackus 597 Author Share Posted October 19, 2022 6 hours ago, Crevel said: Petyr wonders why the author felt it particularly necessary to provide a portrait of themselves in their "study"; Spoiler I'm trying to figure out if you've ever read a book before or not Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Balthasar 2070 Share Posted October 19, 2022 The High Pontiff received a dozen papers from a courier who presented him with the ongoings of Almaris during his journey home from Formosa. Among the papers was a copy of the von Reuss' travels. "In her studies of the temples to God, she has completed her own pilgrimage..." thought Pontian IV. He set the paper aside and continued taking in the news from the continent he had been absent from for two years now. 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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