Desiimontarus bore many eldritch shrines and buildings amidst its sprawl of ponderous looming homes and temples. The city is the largest port on the eastern Aegencald, founded by the Othiskarri, a draconic people of complicated politics from the Othiskar islands far off the coast.
One of the strangest pair of structures in the maze-like city housed two of the oldest religions of the known world, ancient rites and priesthoods that survived even the wide-scale Amitalantos infenal war against the Indorillian Godsmen, and when the exodus happened soon after, their eyes were still skyward, for their gods were the Atul'anoth, the Draconic Moon, and Harom, the great sun.
The Nocturnal Sodality's home was a tower that looked like the silhouette of a tear in reality itself. A pure onyx and midnight spire laced with the glint of the astral night sky above, its surface broken by windows bearing the serene countenance of a human-faced moon, pale blues and yellows shyly peeking out from behind the glass.
The priests themselves seem to bear no single ancestry. Cowled beings swaddled in dusk and twilight, their acolytes seeming more like wraiths in dull greys, while their Pontiffs, the voice of millions of stars above, wear robes reflecting the ever changing night sky, their faces replaced with differing fields of stars that reach far back into the tenebrous black of their hoods.
The Nocturnal Sodality are an enigma. Seemingly as resistant as their opposing faction, the Solar Conclave, to any kind of scrutiny, magic or mundane. Their practices are closed off behind the quiet haunted vaults of their temples, and deeper secrets as shrouded as the priesthood themselves.
Often, they will meet with anyone wishing an audience, though there is always only one who speaks for any gathered members in a flurry of nearly chaotic whispers, giving a feeling of hearing the great void's noise itself before a clear voice comes through to offer greeting, warning, or advice.
While its well known that the Sodality worships Atul'anoth, the brightest, closest moon to Felwroth, its unknown if any chapter worships Zhar'anoth, the dead moon. No writings have ever come forth about worshippers of the corpse moon in any of the known archives, but chapters in the past who seemed to wander the path of undeath and destruction soon were annihilated from the world by unseen hands. And asking any of the worshipers of their thoughts on Zhar'anoth only brings one answer 'Pain Eternal'.

Just a quick concept of one of the factions of the world that I wanted to get out of my brain onto paper. Its actually one of the few factions that I've carried inside my head since I was a wee lad. Which probably goes to show that I wasn't a normal child, dreaming of men in black wearing the stars in the sky.
I'm hoping to get a quick image of one of the Solar Conclave's Bishops done as well. Which will be an interesting exercise in brighter colours at least.
-T.J.
Tim J.
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