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Funeral ceremonies for worshippers of Kossuth tend to involve cremation: the fire is said to cleanse the body, preparing the soul for entry into the Elemental Plane of Fire. Kossuth's blessing can be extended to other faiths as well, however, offering his boon to those who don't have the luxury of proper burial rites. Apparently the priest in the church has stopped peforming funeral ceremonies, for reasons unknown to the village. That's where Kossuth comes in: Ireena's father will not become a petitioner of Kossuth in the afterlife, but the blessing of light should him to where his faith demands.
You make the preparations to help with the funeral. Ireena, thankful for your help, informs you that fire is a good ward against wolves, should you need to fight them off. You reassure her that the faith of Kossuth is on your side: if worst comes to worst, you can call upon his wrath, as you have done many times before, summoning holy fire to banish evil.
Even though you sleep in a comfortable bed, your night is uneasy, as you are plagued with thoughts that wear on your soul. You don't want to stay in this place longer than is necessary. *Only until I find my sister,* you think. But what if she's not here..? Have you wandered into this place alone? A terrible prospect. And a useless one, until you have answers. And so, you banish the thought, and manage to sleep soundly enough for now.
In the morning, you took a look at the holy symbols scattered throughout each room of the mansion. They depicted a sunburst symbol. When you are sitting with Ireena in the dining room, eating a lightly-seasoned lamb stew, you think you are able to place them to a faith: it is undoutbedly the symbol of Lathander, the God of Dawn. You're not sure why you didn't see that before. "His worship emblematizes the warmth of the morning, as well as symbolizing youth, fertility, and creation," Ireena says. "We call him the Morninglord here."
You can't help but think about that new information when you walk outside, and see only dark clouds, blocking out the sun and giving the morning a dull ambiance. You haven't seen the sun since you arrived in Barovia.
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