An intimate look at the local gods of Wolf’s Chapel: whispered prayers, hidden altars, and the faith that still answers. 

Faith in Wolf’s Chapel

What Is Worship in the Vale?

In Wolf’s Chapel, faith is quiet, persistent, and deeply rooted in the land. There are no golden altars, no robed fanatics shouting from pulpits. Religion here breathes through shared meals, death rites, forgotten trails, and the soft silence of glades.

The people worship gods who answer—some sanctioned by Antioch’s Church Militant, others remembered in whispers and worn into stone by time. There are no atheists in the Vale. Only those who fear the wrong god will hear them.

The Gods of the Chapel and the Wild

These gods are honored most often by the villagers of Wolf’s Chapel. Their presence is woven into daily life, even when unnamed.

Matra Hearthborn
The Kindly Flame, She Who Cooks for the Lost

• Worship: Shared meals, hearth offerings, feeding strangers

• Seen In: Sybille’s tavern, winter stews, quiet charity

• Local View: Everyone honors Matra—even if they pretend not to
  
  

Serenna of the Grove
The Forest Lady, Queen of Silent Roots

• Worship: Antlers and leaves, stacked stones, burial beneath trees

• Seen In: Hunts begun with gifts, graves marked by roots, whispered blessings at the forest’s edge

• Local View: Deeply respected. Never mocked. Never ignored
  
  

Thul of the Wet Pages
The Grieving Book, He Who Records the Forgotten

• Worship: Names burned on parchment, silent funerals, memory tokens

• Seen In: Father Martin’s rites, family journals, village ossuary walls

• Local View: The god who stays until the end—and after
  
  

The Lady of the Forest
The Silent Watcher, First Mother of the Vale

• Worship: Frost roses in mourning, cedar tokens for protection, oaths at hidden glades

• Seen In: Evelyn’s healing, Ursun’s grief, strange boons during blighted seasons

• Local View: Neither doctrine nor folklore can explain her—but she answers
  
  

The Chapel’s Doctrine

Father Martin teaches the approved faith of the Church Militant. His sermons are sparse, his tone tired, but the names he speaks still carry weight.

• Ilvar the Measured Hand — Justice that serves peace

• Valtric Hollow-King — Rulership, even in absence

• Arven of the Open Hand — Honest trade, shared duty

He does not forbid the old gods. He simply does not name them. The silence is its own kind of permission.

Gods Best Left Unnamed

Not all gods are welcome in daylight. Some names carry rot or ruin—spoken only in desperation, never in reverence.

• Thalhaz of the Blooming Rot — The harvest that devours

• Molgrin Whitejaw — Hunger beneath the grave

• Vereth the Devouring Root — Love that consumes

Their altars are hidden. Their prayers unspoken. But even silence leaves a mark.

What Your Character Knows

• The gods are real. All of them.

• Faith is personal. Different homes, different gods.

• The Chapel walks a narrow path—between doctrine and tradition, between the gods above and the ones beneath the trees.

• Worship has weight. What you offer might one day be returned.

Tread carefully. The gods of the Vale are not quiet because they are gone. They are quiet because they are listening.