Backdated: YC114.08.14
The entry opens with a sweeping pan of a small chaplet: ((Description courtesy Azdan Amith))
The meeting place is a small chaplet in the Emrayur system, it's based on a privately owned station in the system. The chaplet is small, barely large enough to seat one hundred persons and is built in ancient Athran style, with large colums holding up overheach archways on which the "roof" seemingly rests. There are small windows around the side walls though they are stained glass and have illumination behind them to give the appearance of light shining in, each one painting various images on the floor beneath them from the light, the images range from saints and prophets to murals of Scripture.
The walkway is a royal purple carpet with gold trim, the Holy Symbol of Amarr is in the middle of the walkway and it is surrounded by rows of pews on each side with matching upholstery. The walkway ends at a smooth metal alter overlain with a matching cloth resembling the walkway.
My first intimate brush with the Amarr faith, courtesy Captain Azdan Amith. Not nearly as awful or intrusive as other folks would have me think, considering he's a man of the Faith and all that. I like this think it's because he's not an asshole, like some folks might expect. Quite the opposite, in fact.
Before I continue about my good friend Captain Amith, though, I'm going to take some time to remark on Amarr architecture:
It is grand. There is a transcendence beyond the utilitarian that is extremely refreshing to see after tooling about in space for weeks on end; hell, even Amarr stations take the time to decorate outside of the captain's quarters they offer. There's a certain... bigness to their buildings and interiors that I haven't seen anywhere else, yet they seem to value intimate settings. The lighting in their stations, for example, is warm and dim -- almost as if the station is lit by candlelight in certain areas. The lighting in the Chaplet of Joshua, while quite a bit brighter and more, mm... optimistic... still puts emphasis on emulating nature.
I asked Captain Amith what he normally did in the chaplet, and it's pretty run-of-the-mill as far as religion-y things go: giving sermons, listening to people's problems, etcetera. I can tell it distresses him, the way other folks view the Empire, and his religion in particular -- or, it might be that, since he is a religious leader, he feels that he is being attacked personally, as a man, rather than as a priest. Shit if I know. Fella's got it rough, is all I know.
I was surprised to find that Captain Amith seems to spend a great deal of his time controlling his anger. Lots of deep breathing, lots of clasping his hands behind his back, lots of jaw-clenching. He doesn't seem accustomed to smiling a whole lot on his own, which I find... odd, I guess. I did get him to crack a smirk every now and again with a few asinine questions, though, haha.
All in all: Captain Amith is a generous and patient host. I'll need to make the time to visit him again in the near future.
Log end.
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