Larksong Grotto distilled by time

Everything. Phares was delighted by her answer, even when she quickly added to her comment. There was much to his religion, more than even he knew, but he would be more than happy to bring a new soul to Raas' path. She seemed eager enough, and the priest was certain the Cardinal would approve of his teachings to the new members.

Fully walking from the lake now, the man took a seat beside Damaris, gesturing her to do the same. "I am afraid I do not know everything," he said, ears flicking back in frustration. He had been sent on the scouting mission before he could finish his studies, and had hoped to learn more from the Seer of this pack. This Kesheph, however, had seemed to have disappeared. The man continued anyway; any of his teachings that he could share with new followers would be a chance to guide them to the path of righteousness and purge their soul of sin.

"He has many names — Daystar, The Redeemer, The Smiter, The Deathless..." he let a small smile spread across his lips as he looked to the pale wolf. "And, of course, Raas. He rules over mortal beings, though once belonged to those of flesh and bone Himself. He was challenged by His brother, The Heartless, for rule over the heavens but Raas, the undying, broke free from the underworld His own kin sent Him to. However, He is merciful as He is powerful and did not wish to kill His brother. He allows The Heartless to take over as He rests during nightfall." He paused, realising he was getting ahead of himself. Phares glanced at the girl, wondering if she had any questions.