a dignified looking women with her black hair cut into a bob, and ornaments atop it, she is dressed in decadent ornamental clothing no matter the season and it always seems to match whatever festival you've spotted her at, she always carries with her a sun parasol that seems to be made of stained glass and crystal

The goddess of festivals, the debaucherous queen,

a dignified looking women with her black hair cut into a bob, and ornaments atop it, she is dressed in decadent ornamental clothing no matter the season and it always seems to match whatever festival you've spotted her at, she always carries with her a sun parasol that seems to be made of stained glass and crystal

stands 5'4" on the mortal plane

always appears shapely but not overweight

The Stained Glass Parasol, The Mask of Revelry - A finely crafted festival mask: smiling, but slightly exaggerated, The Overflowing Cup - A goblet spilling wine over its edge, The Bloom at Peak - A flower: fully open, just beginning to wilt at the edges, The Split Mask - One side: vibrant, joyful, The other: slightly cracked or faded

Festivity, Indulgence, Revelry, Decadence, Temptation, Ephemeral Beauty, Overindulgence, Adornment, Presentation, Escapism, The Aftermath

Accepted / Celebrated Domains
Festivity
Beauty
Adornment
Gathering

Darker / True Domains
Overindulgence
Temptation
Escapism
Consequence

Aura of Revelry - Her presence amplifies emotion and indulgence, Perfect Moment - She can make a moment feel absolutely perfect, Endless Excess - Food, drink, and sensation do not diminish around her, Mask of the Self Unbound - She allows people to become someone else, Living Splendor - She transforms environments into spectacle, The Inevitable Come Down - When she withdraws, reality returns sharply

Powers She Bestows (pointedly Sarala does not require you to be a Follower to receive her gifts, only that you come to the same festival as her)
Irresistible Presence - Others are drawn to them, Master of Festivities - Ability to create unforgettable gatherings, Indulgent Resilience - Resistance to excess—until it becomes too much, Aesthetic Perfection - Heightened sense of beauty and presentation, Tempting Aura - Others are encouraged to indulge around them, Creative Surge - Bursts of artistic brilliance,

Important Limitation

All her gifts share a truth:

they escalate over time

Dependent on Participation, Cannot Force Restraint to Break, Vulnerability to Austerity, Power Collapses After the Peak, Addiction to Her Own Domain, Ephemeral Nature, Illusion of Control, Weakness to Sobriety and Clarity, Cannot Withstand Total Isolation,

The Opening Toast (Most Common)

“Sarala, Queen of the Bright Hour,
look upon this gathering and make it worthy.

Let the wine flow,
let the music rise,
and let no one leave unchanged.

If this night must end,
let it end too late.”

The Masked Invitation

“Sarala, let me be more than I am tonight.

Let me be seen,
let me be wanted,
let me be remembered.

And when the mask falls—
let them wish it hadn’t.”

he Morning After Plea

“Sarala… Queen of Last Night, hear me now.

Take the pounding from my head,
soften the weight in my bones,
and dull the sharp edge of what I chose.

Leave me the laughter,
leave me the warmth,
but take the rest as your due.

I will rise again—
and I will return to you.”

The Commoner’s Morning-After Prayer

“Sarala, you’ve had your fun—now have a little mercy.

Take this hammer out of my skull,
put my stomach back where it belongs,
and let me walk straight enough to lie about last night.

You can keep the bad decisions—
just leave me the good parts.

I’ll be wiser next time…
(we both know I won’t).”

Short Street Version (Very Common)

“Sarala, ease the head,
settle the gut,
and I’ll see you again tonight.”

The Masked Becoming (Celebrated)
Purpose:

To shed identity and embrace indulgence

Practice:
Participants wear:
elaborate masks
Names are:
not used

During the ritual:

people act without:
social constraint
status boundaries

Crafting of parasols, wearing party masks, attempting to outdo the festival planners of last year

it is wildly assumed that Sarala visits every festival, and while she certainly tries the easiest way to know if she did is by how long it lasts and how well it is remembered, Sarala prefers to remain anonymous throughout whatever festivity she is at only revealing herself to mortals who have earned her direct blessing or bane, she is particularly fond the many food stalls that pop up and carnival games, although in recent years she always seems to be found at festivals with the same person getting him to win her prizes and the like

kidnapped by Kroloss in his attempt to become a member of the Stanzgarian pantheon, she is said to have found the whole thing rather dull, but the two of them still seemed to get along well enough to marry and have a daughter

Sarala loves adventurers and heaps gifts and boons on them, for heroes tend to get festivals, parades and parties in their honor
somewhat estranged with her husband Sarala's can best be described as a demanding shrew in regards to her marriage, but she really does love Kroloss