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THE GLADE OF HILEIA

Home of the Fallen

Sanctuary of Peace and Wisdom

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“Nature always endures, never forget, even as darkness consumes it all.” - The Owl Druid to The Fox Druid

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Where the heartbeats of nature synchronize with the rhythms of life, there exists a sanctum of profound reverence—the Glade of Hileia. Like a haven cradled within the embrace of ancient forests, this sacred space stands as a sanctuary and resting place for the departed, where their memories are tended to with unwavering care and their legacies held sacred.

 

The gravestones and statues of the departed stand as silent sentinels, watching over the realm they once called home. With each gentle breeze that rustles the leaves, their stories come alive once more, whispered through the wind as if carried by the spirits themselves. The Glade's hallowed grounds become a place of solace, where the living and the departed converge in a delicate dance of memory and remembrance.

 

The Glade of Hileia also becomes a beacon of wisdom, a place where the followers of nature and druidism converge to deepen their connection with the wild and its wonders. Under the towering trees, they gather as a fellowship of kindred spirits, bound by their shared devotion to the natural world. In this harmonious assembly, the glade thrives as a living repository of knowledge, where druids, rangers, and herbalists come together to share their insights and wonders.

 

The departed find eternal rest, and the living find solace in the embrace of nature's grace as this sacred space weaves together the realms of memory and spirit, of unity and reverence. As the seasons cycle through and the leaves fall, the Glade stands as a testament to the eternal cycle of life, a sanctuary where the past, present, and future intertwine in a harmonious symphony of existence.

   - Except from Echoes of Legacy: The Crown of Amathine

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A Divine Purpose

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Named after the Owl Druid’s ancient staff, founded and kept by the Fox Druid, Sonna Vulnrith, and her kin; The Glade of Hileia serves as a sanctuary for the fallen, a haven of wisdom and history, and a beacon for the circleless. While not a druidic circle, the Glade is home to the wandering servants of Nature - A place for them to convene, learn, and perform their duties. There, information is shared and the dead are remembered, as well as frequent rituals and memorials held. Amongst the countless graves and monuments to Nature’s Gods, utilities have also been created for the circleless and other druii or followers of the Wild Faith to take advantage of. 

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The Spring of the Mother

Along the path of the glade, a captivating spring unveils itself, an oasis of sacred tranquility. Sunlight filters through ancient trees, illuminating the clear waters that gently flow through a verdant tapestry of moss-covered rocks. Delicate wildflowers grace its banks, while butterflies and hummingbirds dance in reverence. This serene sanctuary holds whispers of wisdom and tales of healing, offering a haven for reflection and renewal.

Time seems to stand still while a sense of calm surrounds the spring as it gently trickles along. The water’s touch is cool and pure, refreshing and rejuvenating. It embodies the nurturing nature of the Mother, and serves as a sacred pool where the rite of Attunement may be performed.

 

The Forge of the Father

In the embrace of nature’s splendor and open-air forge stands a testament to the Father’s strength. It represents the mortal’s craftsmanship while also lending to the ferocity of the wilds that surrounds it. Set amidst a picturesque cliffside, it exudes a captivating juxtaposition of both strength and serenity.

Sun and starlight streams through the dense canopy above it, casting a warm glow upon the blacksmith’s tools and anvil. Within the forge, flames dance within the hearth, their fervent glow casting mesmerizing shadows that playfully flicker and cast contrasting shadows along nearby trees and grass. 

 

The Emerald Graves

These graves, fashioned in the manner of countless others, stand as enduring tributes to all souls who have left their indelible mark upon the living. They exist not merely as cold stones in the earth, but as lasting reminders and monumental testaments to their most remarkable deeds and contributions.

 

Often, these sacred resting sites are adorned with tokens of remembrance, their surfaces graced with ornaments and offerings that tell the tale of how these souls once lived or the valiant manner in which they met their fates. Fragrant blooms and heartfelt tokens are laid tenderly upon their hallowed ground, symbols of enduring love and respect.

 

Among the hallowed stones, a select few cradle tomes, ancient and weathered, bound in leather and parchment. These tomes are the chronicles of grand lives, faithfully recording the triumphs and travails of those who have passed into the annals of history. In the Glade of Hileia, the past lives on in whispered tales and the pages of these venerable volumes, preserving the memory of heroes and heroines for generations yet unborn.

 

Monuments of the Gods

Amidst the heart of this sacred grove, their eyes ever watchful toward its tranquil center, two colossal statues rise in solemn grandeur. One pays homage to Cerridwen, the Mother of all, and the other to Cernunnos, the Father of the wilds. Hewn from the very stone, the likeness of which having been revealed to the wise druids in their ethereal visions and rare moments of attunement to the Grand Harmony of nature. These imposing figures stand as guardians of the glade against any nefarious intent, stand unyielding in their resolute vigil.

 

Winding through the embrace of ancient trees and dappled sunlight, the pathways within this mystical glade are adorned with statues of a more modest stature, each dedicated to the Mani. The Mani, revered as beings almost divine, each hold dominion over a set of ideals. Some are revered as Mani of profound wisdom, while others command the domain of war and fierce battle. These enigmatic spirits take on forms akin to the creatures of the wilderness, channeling the very essence and spirit of the animals they so resemble, manifesting their energy and personalities with a primal grace. 

 

The Ancient Grotto

Hidden behind a secret door, a slumbering grotto lies in wait. Dim lanterns flicker with aquamarine flame, enticing visitors to gaze further within. A bone chime hangs over its discoverers heads, and yet no breeze can entice it to sing. A haze illuminates the overgrown walls of cracked stone, nature thrumming with an ancient heartbeat.

 

Relics of old and tomes of history find their home within the hard walls of this grotto. Any are welcome to look, but not touch, as long as they know the way in. 

 

The Hall of the Vulnrith

Upon first stride into the Glade, one would find a warm hearth and a place to rest their weary head in the home of the Vulnith; the watchers of the Glade. A homely abode, well lived in and shown to hold a great liveliness by its inhabitants. These inhabitants dedicate themselves to the preservation of knowledge & keeping the story of the fallen alive. For by their hand, the fallen will never truly be forgotten, so long as their memory is served with utmost care. 

 

The hall is open concept, allowing all to enter the welcoming home. There, they may approach any marked with the golden vulpine for aid, or inquire about the Glade.

 

The Ikurnamon Trees

Among the sacred monuments and whispered histories, your gaze is drawn to a unique presence. These are the Ikurnamon Trees, steadfast sentinels of the Glade, their gray bark standing in stark yet tranquil contrast to the vibrant life surrounding them. Scattered thoughtfully throughout the glade, these trees offer more than their striking appearance. Their wood, known for its exceptional strength and durability, has been sought by artisans and craftsmen for generations. Yet, within the embrace of Hileia, harvesting this precious resource is not merely an act of acquisition - it’s a partnership with the land, a collaboration with the spirits of the Glade.

 

In the hushed moments following a harvest, the air seems to hum with a shared understanding - an acknowledgment of the interconnectedness that the Glade of Hileia epitomizes. The ironwood yielded by the Ikurnamon Trees goes on to become the foundation of both functional and artistic creations, a testament to the Glade’s teachings of balance and sustainability. All are welcome to take from the Ikurnamon Trees, as long as they give something in return.

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Servants of Hileia

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A number of druii, priests, and scholars who commit themselves to the caretaking and mission of the Glade. They are as follows:

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Keeper of the Glade - Sonna Vulnrith

The leader and primary overseer of the Glade of Hileia. They’re job is to be the guiding beacon, to ensure that all the graves are taken care of and that the needs of the Glade’s patrons are met.

 

Wardens of the Glade - Sulcelia Vulnrith and Aurelion Vulnrith

Primary protectors of the Glade of Hileia, second in responsibility to the Keeper. They are to watch over the Glade if ever in the Keeper’s absence, and help them take care of the Glade’s patrons. A number of trials must be done to prove one’s devotion to the Glade, and to obtain the role of Warden.

 

Guardians of the Glade

Caretakers and archivists of the Glade of Hileia, responsible for maintaining the graves, various utilities, and wealth of knowledge within the Glade. In order to become a Guardian, one must swear to devote themselves to the Glade's mission of peace and remembrance, as well as complete a trial administered by the Keeper.

 

Teachers of the Glade

Teachers and scholars who hold public lessons in the Glade of Hileia. These mentors are typically druii, priests, or heralds of a Way of the Faith, with much knowledge and experience. No trials are needed in order to become a teacher, nor does one need to be a member of the Glade; only a passion for educating. 

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The Glade of Hileia is located within the Watcher's Grove.

 

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OOC Notes: Huge thank you to Josey, Deer, and Glassy for helping me with writing and feedback! <3

 

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Wow Juno this is an interesting way of prepping for your death after being diagnosed with COVID but I support it

/lh /j

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