Fidelée, the Unbreakable

Fidelée

As the work wore on, the mortals were disorganized and scattered. Each working to their own goals and ends without any true unity. That is when Fidelée reached her hand in and brought mortals together. Those of similar race found comfort in their shared appearance and attitudes, while some tended to go more towards those who shared their personalities and beliefs. The development of these groups and relations pleased Fidelée, who encouraged stabilizing these relations through the act of marriage and the formation of families. This is why Fidelée is the goddess of loyalty, bonds, family, and marriage.

Fidelée herself believes in order and the ties that bind people together in common cause and beliefs. She is against chaos in every form and anything that seems temporary. Those who follow her tend to be wedding officials, government leaders, mothers, and fathers. Some of her followers develop cult-like followings that separate the larger group of Fidelée followers down into segregated sections based upon a group’s race, gender, or beliefs. Her followers often clash against followers of Kolpati, as they believe in the solidarity of marriage and its use as a binding force as opposed to just marrying for love. Her followers do however respect those of Airdruuma, finding the eternal cycles and the ideas of forever appealing.

Fable

“The young woman smiled looking into the mirror, seeing the reflection of herself in her wedding dress. She moved out to her attendant, prepared to meet with her father before the ceremony and begged him for his approval that he had thus far withheld. Her family had disapproved of her union to the tiefling man she had fallen for. When she went to meet with her father, she was unable to find him. She soon found out he had left the area in pure objection to the ceremony. 

A tiefling man sits with his head in his hands, blood trickling down his arms from the cut on his cheek. After asking once more for his parents' blessing he had received a harsh strike from his father, whose ring cut his face. The man was torn, for he knew the hatred his family had for his beloved’s, but he had hoped they would concede their hatred this close to the wedding. The man wept into his hands as his attendant informed him it was time to go to the chapel’s steps and marry his bride.

The woman walked to the altar, holding back her tears. As she looked around the pews of the chapel, she found no one to be there, one side empty and covered in the shadows of the setting sun, the other still lit by the sun’s light. Up at the altar she saw her beloved standing by himself, not even the priest in sight. She approached and embraced him, pronouncing her love for him. He hugged her and reciprocated her feelings as she cried into his chest. He felt a warmth around him and looked up, seeing what looked to be spectral wings surrounding the lovers. He hugged his wife tighter as the wings vanished, the chapel now filled with the soft shadows of candlelight.”