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As you approach a structure that would resemble ruins, if not for the fact that there are hints of living going on behind the stone walls, you are struck by the way things have been molded to fit a theme of Good Gone Bad. Once-tended rosebushes now grow rampant and thick across the blackened stone of the temple, their thorns bristling, waiting to injure anyone careless enough to be lured in by their scent.

Even the tiny trickling waterfalls around the temple look innocent, but give off a subtle hint of poison and rot. And over everything lies a soft, silken mist that serves to hide the bad from the eye of the casual observer.

Entering the temple, you see what appears to be a map of sorts carved into the wall...

...............................................Navigation
............................................... • Introduction
............................................... • Rules
............................................... • Information
............................................... • The Goddess
............................................... • Other Inhabitants
............................................... • Followers
............................................... • Offerings
............................................... • Reserved
............................................... • Reserved
............................................... • Credits

The temple itself is a deceptively small structure set in a small, lushly growing valley. Due to the abundance of plant life as well as the tiny creeks and waterfalls that criss-cross the valley, the temple is almost always surrounded in a thin, fine mist. It is made of black-streaked, white marble and various vines grow thickly over the stone.

A once tended rose garden sits off to the side of the main entrance. Now, the roses grow wild, their thorns presenting one more danger in this seemingly idyllic place.

Moving on to the inner walls of the Temple, once you enter through the crumbling gate, softly sputtering torches illuminate what can only be referred to as the main lobby. The marble used to line these walls is completely black with odd streaks of gold and silver shooting through. And in the torchlight, these streaks shimmer and flash, dazzling the eye. Carved into the wall beside the doorway that will lead further into the temple, there is a map of sorts that shows roughly where certain points of interest reside.

Beyond the lobby is a small gate guarding a downwards traveling staircase. This is the jurisdiction of Lethe and Mnemosyne. They are under strict orders to admit only females and deny any males. Unless, of course, Marilla herself gives them permission to grant access to certain males. If they decide you are worthy, they will stand aside and open the gate that will lead you deeper into the bowels of the temple.

From there, you pass by rooms that could easily resemble a monastery: kitchens, dormitories, infirmaries, there is even a staircase going up that leads to a garden and small lake so that fresh fruits, vegetables and water are always available.

And then, you come to the Records Chamber and meet it's oddly intimidating keeper, R'lyeh. Whether you are able to go any further is entirely up to her. If she thinks you're worthy of a face to face meeting with Marilla, she'll allow you to pass through to the hallway that leads to Marilla's personal chambers. However, this doesn't happen often as Marilla is rather temperamental and prefers to go out into the temple to meet folks without a great deal of pomp.

However, those who have entered her chambers have reported that it is filled with light, caged birds (serving as entertainment), and all manner of silk cushions, fur throws and heavily perfumed flowers.

Name: Lethe
Alignment: Ebil
Function: Gate Guardian
Mate: Mnemosyne
Children: Calliope & Mneme

Personality: Cruel and wanton, there is nothing Lethe would rather do than break a potential supplicant and then use her small powers to make them forget who and what they were before they came to the temple. However, to her mate and children, she is fiercely protective, loyal and at times even tender.

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Name: Mnemosyne
Alignment: Good
Function: Gate Guardian
Mate: Lethe
Children: Calliope & Mneme

Personality: Shy, compassionate and almost maternal, Mnemosyne brings balance to her mate's cruelties. She won't assist in the breaking, but she will attempt to soften it, knowing that sometimes, it is important to keep hold of who one was, is and hopes to be. She counters her mate's powers of forgetfullness by instead helping supplicants to remember what brought them to this temple.

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Name: R'lyeh
Alignment: Neutral
Function: Records Keeper
Mate: N/A
Children: N/A

Personality: The only one of the temples servants who could be considered as an actual friend to Marilla, R'lyeh uses her knowledge of Mythology to study the goddess and her powers, always keeping strictly accurate notes. She is intelligent, sardonic and has a rather unnerving way of watching supplicants with her odd eyes and not blinking. Marilla only laughs to herself when R'lyeh frightens away a supplicant, noting later over a shared cup of chai tea that, "Not for nothing were you named for the dread city where dead Cthulhu sleeps, my friend."

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................................................. • Lovely artwork of Marilla by hanyousblood [X], [X]

Dolly grinned as she approched the temple. The place looked...worn. It was as though the people just dropped their things and stopped taking care of it; a sure sign she had arrived at an ebil temple, and in all hopes the correct temple.

If her map was right Dolly was standing outside the temple of Bad Girls. Typically speaking all the girls she ever heard of going to it had been good or nutral at oone point, then hit ebil...but it was better here then elsewhere. Why go serve another hellhound when she could just freeload here? Waaay more her style. Still, she would need to make a decent enterance.

Dolly walked up to the door and into the loby for the first time with a gasp. She was indeed in the correct place.