[center][img]https://static.wikia.nocookie.net/f4675886-e13b-4217-b503-a5c6a2ef46f7/scale-to-width/755[/img][color=hotpink][h1]Lord Leo Smithwood[/h1]
Time: Morning
Location: Sorian’s shrine of Edin
Interactions: Just watching The Edin Parade
Daily Misfortune: Leo's hair and skin are now hot pink.[/color][/center]

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A man entered from a side door and the spectacle began. The priest immediately asked everyone to stand, [color=hotpink][i]...weird to wait until everyone is seated and then ask them to stand again.[/i][/color] Leo went along with the request, as did the rest of the room. 

Then a long-winded naming of a variety of gods and their purposes commenced, [color=hotpink][i]...how many gods did one nation need? A god just to fortify spirits, another to guide paths. Excessive. Does Varian have this many?[/i][/color] His mind wandered as he stood still, pretending to pay close attention but remaining silent due to not knowing the proper responses. He tried to remember the names of the Varian gods and concluded that Varian did in fact have more gods than Caesonia. 

The doors, [i]dramatically[/i] swung open. Leo was caught in an internal debate, [color=hotpink][i]...If Varian has more gods, does that mean we are stronger, or does it imply we need more help from imaginary sky friends?[/i][/color] 

The combination of the orchestra beginning to play, paired with the angelic choir voices, lead his mind back from where it had wandered off. His full attention locked onto the precession. Two rows of torch bears marched down the path, the heat from the flames brushed by with them. 

[color=gold][i]In his glory, behold the god’s face…[/i][/color]
[color=hotpink][i]…Edin’s face? Did Edin write this song?[/i][/color] Women tossed rose petals as they followed behind the torchbearers. 

[color=gold][i]Hear the heaven’s declare his rule just and wise…[/i][/color]
[color=hotpink][i]Wise? Are the gods here all as drunk as the king’s youngest son?[/i][/color] Shimmering golden-clad knights marched behind the flowers and held high their swords. 

Edin’s voice, though Leo couldn’t see the king anywhere, echoed through the church. And then the last thing Leo expected to see, a collection of dancers wearing giant Edin-heads began to perform. Since he was already in church he offered up a silent prayer to foreign gods for at least one of the Edin-headed monstrosities to fall over. Leo found himself disappointed by the inability of the gods to grant wishes. 

Leo clapped through his brief moment of disappointment, offering all the enthusiasm he could for a ridiculous but entertaining performance. If King Edin excelled at one thing, it was keeping his people entertained and constantly admiring their king. 

Finally, the man of the hour entered, the king carried upon a throne, and with a cape that trailed endlessly behind him. As King Edin raised up his hands, Leo applauded, now for the king who created such a spectacle and who likely had many of his attendees convinced he truly was something divine. [/color]