Rooms

  The first sensation is audial, the chanting of mages and priests on

approach.  But upon entering this temple, the eye is immediately drawn

upward.  The floor of the temple is not itself impressively spacious, but

dominating gray marble walls rise upward, impossibly tall.  Immense darkwood

bookcases containing countless tomes of lore line the octagonal temple, each

seperated by rich purple banners that drape from ceiling to floor.  A sturdy

iron staircase infused with exquisite scrollwork spirals upward along the

inner walls, stretching to the very top, obviously the work of a master

craftsman's hand.  Lit with the flickering of iron torches suspended in

mid-air between their rows, darkwood pews are cushioned with lavishly

embroidered pads of pearlescent black with royal purple thread in a

spiraling celestial design.  



Ascending regally from the center of the temple and placed atop a flight of

wide marble stairs, a statue of smooth alabaster glows softly, infused with

pulsing magic.  Looking down upon the towering idol, an image of Necrucifer

has been painted into the high domed ceiling, a hand extending down toward

her as graceful demons sweep behind him on a sky of stormy gray.  Lavendar

rose petals have been scattered between the pews, their scent mixing with

fragrant incenses and spices that are burning in brass braziers near the

doors, sending lines of twisting smoke rising upwards, like velvety ghosts.