Ryvenna, Goddess of Kink

[Hypatia Agnesi]

*As the sun peeked over the pine trees of the Great Forest of Hallucination, there was seen the figure of a young woman, walking proudly through the dew-soaked grass. She wore a blood red leather corset, black fishnet stockings, and knee-high black spiked boots. She dragged a leather whip behind her.**Stopping among the pine trees, she began to speak in a quiet but insistent voice, the voice of one who will be obeyed.*I am Hypatia, virgin priestess of Ryvenna, Goddess of Kink! I am here to speak for my revered goddess.First, an introduction: Ryvenna is the Goddess of Kink. Pain, pleasure, service, or anything out of the mainstream, it all falls within her realm. I shall not speak long, nor often. Ryvenna far prefers her followers to engage in private worship than public--and often less-sincere--forms of reverence. Exhibitionism is, of course, fully exempted from this, as it obviously must be public!I have been sent to Shireroth because Ryvenna has looked on this noble empire and smiled. There are so many here who follow her tenets already, that she finds she feels quite at home. She feels that this is an appropriate place to form her temple.*Suddenly Hypatia swung her whip menacingly. It flew through the air sinuously and completed its swing with a menacing CRACK. One could almost feel the very air lean down and kiss her boots. She spoke more forcefully.*An extremely important part of the reverence of Ryvenna, one which distinguishes her from other gods and goddesses, is that she does not demand reverence from anyone. Indeed, her prime value is that of consent. All are free to revere her if they so choose, or not, as they see fit. All she demands is respect, and tolerance.If you choose not to revere her, so be it. But do not speak ill of her, or feel her wrath! Likewise, those who claim to revere her, but who do so without consulting those around them, those with whom they would revere her, shall surely displease her and shall surely feel her wrath terribly. Ignore her prime value of consent at your own peril!!!*Then, her voice softened, becoming almost (but somehow not quite) seductive.*Now, for matters of a temple. As my personal domain is restricted to this lovely pine tree, the Manor of Flogg, Ryvenna understands that I lack the land to build her a proper physical temple. She will, naturally, never simply demand land, and I shall not claim another's land on which to build this temple. Ryvenna simply asks that any new followers submit potential locations for said temple if they can. When built, hers shall be a glorious temple, open to all who show respect to others.I shall now retire to my manor, to continue my ongoing meditation on the true meaning of Kink, and my communion with my mistress, Ryvenna, Goddess of Kink!*With that, she turned, and disappeared through the branches of the tall, slightly askew, pine tree behind her. The world, it seemed, began to breath again.* *throws grenade for the hell of it*BO0O0O0O0/\/\!!!!!!

[Gman Russell]

I believe all gods and goddesses of the Boomist religion have a section dedicated to their use at the grand temple on Mirioth. So she is not without SOME land. Brappa correct me if I am wrong. True destiny isn't granted... it's earned.

[Hypatia Agnesi]

I thank you most kindly, Gman. If no one else offers a dedicated piece of land, then I shall surely take you up on your offer.HypatiaVirgin Priestess of Ryvenna, Goddess of Kink *throws grenade for the hell of it*BO0O0O0O0/\/\!!!!!!

[Baron Von Scot]

Please read the new Barony decree - of course it depends upon your acceptance. Baron ofHallucination

[Gman Russell]

It's not an offer you can refuse...because it's not an offer. It's fact. *shrugs* they all get some. True destiny isn't granted... it's earned.