The temple had laid desolate for centuries; first abandoned, then forgotten, and then … no one knew of even the area it existed. Sure a few explorers stumbled upon it from time to time, but ages of neglect left it so overgrown with vines that, it seemed like a mound or hill rather than a building.

The god that had inhabited this space was not a very well known one, but was kind and benevolent. His patron city prospered and grew, so long as they remember him. They didn’t need to give him great gifts or sacrifices, only what they could and what their hearts desired. This had been the reason for the success of his power, but … was also its downfall.

When you’re not “required” to give, and the deity won’t lash out, you don’t feel the need to give alms. And so as the desire faded, and the devout followers aged and passed, fewer and fewer came. Until … only echoes remained.

But the god still waited, seated on a throne. His marble like skin gave the appearance of a statue, his wings folded behind him and a longing look on his face. His gaze was cast at the door, waiting and hoping someone would find him

Looking for somewhat literate to advanced partners. Potentially long term rp, definitely hoping for romance, drama, plot twists. Let me know if you would like to rp, either by message or dm