Fiona steps up to Gwenhwyfar. "Thank you." She stands in front of the altar. Raising her arms she speaks a prayer to Sarenrae. Then she draws the crystal ball out of her pocket. Holding the ball in both hands before her she closes her eyes and mumbles the prayer she got in her vision.
While she is speaking the crystal ball starts shining in a bright light. This light infuses the altar making it shine too. This light moves through the floor, up the walls and over the ceiling until it converges again above the altar where it forms a bright shining point that illuminates the whole main aisle in bight daylight.
One even brighter ray hits the ankh around Fiona's neck infusing her with bright light too for a short moment. Fiona's jaw drops and her eyes grow wide. This is completely different from what happened as the shrine for Sarenrae in the cathedral in Sandpoint was consecrated. But it is beautiful.
The only thing left to do is to place the crystal ball - that is now just that - as last piece into the center of the middle stained glass window. As that is done Fiona stands there with a wide smile and speechless.
"Yay, light!" Gwenhwyfar shouts joyously.
Isabella came too. For one to see what it is with this other temple in the district. And second to use the chance to invite some people to the opening of her temple in the afternoon.
"I don't think I can offer such a show for the opening of our temple." she whispers to Abomentolor.
"Shall I ask Fiona to do the opening for us?" Abomentolor jokes. "But I'm fine if you have beer."
Tauriell applauds "I quite like their service so far. Not much talking but impressive magic."
As Fiona finally braces herself she walks back to the altar, picks up the book and reads a chapter from it.
"Be blessed by the light of Sarenrae." she closes the service and releases the audience.
"How long will the light last?" Gwenhwyfar asks as the service is over looking at the ceiling in awe.
"Why do you ask me? But I hope it lasts forever!" Fiona replies.
"Wanna come to our temple opening too? There will be free beer and food. But we could use some of your music there." Isabella asks Niamh.
"Free beer for everyone?" Carl asks.
"Yes, but only for the opening. Tomorrow you'll have to pay. But we have fair prices." Isabella assures Carl.
"Sure. Your temple is about drinking, right?" The halfling asks while she goes through every drinking song she knows, which are quite a lot.
"The temple is a tavern. And it is about bravery, ale, freedom and wine. So drinking is a large part of that but not all." Isabella explains. "Or the simple version: Have fun and don't be bad!"
"That faith is quite the charm. I wonder why not all humans follow your god." Tauriell comments.
"Half of that faith sounds good." Niamh replies being aware about letting the question which one's the good half open.
"I don't know. But some like their faith to be harder." Isabella replies. "I too don't understand that."
"What half do you mean? The fun or the good part?"
"The not drinking part." Niamh responds and adds "I guess not all people want to get headaches from their faith."
"I can assure you: If you try to become a follower of Iomedae you'll have more headaches, even though it is without drinking." Isabella replies with a smirk. "And can I assure you that our beverages are of the best quality. You can have quite some fun with that without getting a headache. You just have to know what your limit is."
"My limit starts with the first swallow!" Niamh shrugs and grins. "But as long as I don't have to drink anything I'll have no problems to play for your tavern-temple."
"You don't have to. But I can make an exception for you and serve you freshly created water." Isabella suggests.
"That would be wonderful!" Niamh's face brightens up.
"Where is that temple?" Carl asks.
"In the Shadow Clock." Isabella replies.
"What about you? You were shining in bright light too." Gwenhwyfar asks her mum.
Looking at herself Fiona replies "I'm fine. I'm not sure what it was but it felt good."
Closing her eyes and aligning her face to the light from the ceiling She prays in silence to ask what it meant. "It's like I know dozens of new spells. And holy energy can flow through me!" Fiona replies baffled as she gets aware of the changes.
"Hihi. You know what that means!" Gwenhwyfar giggles.
"I'm going to buy you a vestment and a representative holy symbol and you're set. How much time do you need to tell Abstalar and pack up?"
"You don't get to plan my life." Fiona replies.
"I don't. I just buy you some helpful things you'll need if you follow the plans someone else makes for your life." Gwenhwyfar teases her mum pointing upwards with her eyes.
"But I can't simply leave Sandpoint. Abstalar, the cathedral, all the people I know. And my house." Fiona objects.
"I don't know about people. You always were either in the temple or with me. Or both. Who besides the staff in the temple is really going to miss you?"
"And you can talk to Abstalar. He was always honest to me and he will be to you about what he thinks is best. After all he gave up his former home to become the head priest of the cathedral. He can tell you if it was worth it."
"But the house - I'm sorry I can't just move it magically here. It is the best house on the whole world." Gwenhwyfar tells with sincere sadness in her voice. "But only because it was the house I lived in all my life together with you. And all those memories are tied to it. It's cozy and everything. But we can have new memories here make this a home. And we could be together again."
"We would not be together again." Fiona replies with a wise smile. "You're together with Jimmy now. And even if we see each other more often. It won't be the same again."
"But I'll talk to Abstalar. And I need a few days to think about all of this."
"If you put it that way then I'll come back to Sandpoint." Gwenhwyfar pouts.
"Don't be silly. We two will live together when I'm old. When I need help and I need you to put me to bed. Until then you go and live your own life." Fiona counters.
"But you need to have a bed for me so I can sleep at your house every time I feel silly again." Gwenhwyfar demands.
"As you buy everything for me anyway you can plan it that way." Fiona replies with a smirk.
"What's that light?" Abomentolor asks. "It's a spell isn't it?"
"It's magical. And it looks like the effects of a daylight spell." Tauriell replies. "But usually the casting of that is much less spectacular."
"That Sarenrae seems to be fun." the gnome muses.
"Indeed. Sarenrae is the only one of the major deities that is not evil where the clerics throw fireballs. Want to apply as temple staff here?" Tauriell asks. "Bu you know, they use the fire as last resort."
"That are wrong priorities. They could safe a lot of time if they used fire first." Abomentolor replies.
"Then you're out of luck. The other deity with fire using clerics is Asmodeus. He is evil which I could see you come to terms with. But Asmodeus could as well be the inventor of the law."
"I don't need another deity. I have that Cayden Cailean guy's 'temple' just down the stairs. I'm going to drink to him every evening. I think that's all the devotion I can come up with." Abomentolor states.
"I know. Once you manage to duplicate yourself you're going to take turns on praising and worshipping yourself." Tauriell jokes.
"Nah. That's uncool. I need to find other people willing to praise and worship me." Abomentolor replies. "What was that again that made Cayden Cailean become a deity again?"
"He passed the Starstone Test." Isabella states proudly.
"So if you want to follow in his footsteps the Starstone is found in the Ascendant Court in Absalom. But failing meant death in most cases." Tauriell explains.
"Mmmmh, no. I had enough death recently. I guess I will postpone that." Abomentolor comments. "Can we move this to our tavern now? I'm getting hungry."
Isabella announces.
"Why become a god if you can simply buy followers with free ale." Tauriell comments.
Abomentolor takes the lead of the procession to the Shadow Clock. He unlocks the door and tells Isabella to start with that consecration thing.