RomanumTshola

Romanum Tshola
Demonyn	Tshola
Religious Structure	Cult
Leader	Ancom_ThePolPot
Established	March 2023
Followers	Several Romans
Didscord	https://discord.gg/eGtb3FrD

Doctrine

The eternal sun, Tshola looks fondly upon Rome and its republic. We must make regular sacrifices to our lord and creator, to maintain harmony in nature and humanity. Maintaining a strong spiritual relationship with the gods, especially our eternal Tshola, is very important. Ave Tshola

As followers of Romanum Tshola we dedicate ourselves to Tshola, no matter the circumstances. Accept the gods, praise the gods, or rather help the gods and honor them. Ave Tshola

Flamen Tshola, serves in the College of Pontiffs as both a priest dedicated to our great sun, Tshola and as high priest of the cult. The other flamen are priests dedicated the other gods, they convene in council to make decisions regarding the religion and its policies under the guidance and ultimate decision of Flamen Tshola. Ave Tshola

Pontifex Maximus is high priest of Romanum Tshola and hold an important position in the decision making process. This position is only open to Patricians, and holds great symbolic value. Ave Tshola

Average followers of Romanum Tshola are expected to make sacrifices to Tshola and make donations to the Cult of Tshola. For their faith, Tshola blesses them, providing guidance and helping them defeat their enemies. Ave Tshola

Many religious events and holidays are observed by practitioners of Romanum Tshola. These events/holidays are either on a set day every year or the date is decided College of Pontiffs.

These holidays are as follows:

January 1st - (a very special) Kalends - New year celebrations, large sacrifices and drinking

October 3rd - Shul’dies - A feast and large sacrifice dedicated to the wind.

December 5th-7th - Tshola Invictus - A great feast and celebration in honor of the sun.

May 17th - Eques - Large celebration of humanities divine companions, horses.

Large feasts can sometimes be held to honor the gods.

Horse races can sometimes be held to honor Tshola and their creation.

Large sacrifices will be held every so often to keep the gods on our side.

Ave Tshola

“After Tshola's great construction, the deity Shul offered Tshola the sacred pipe, a stick decorated with wheat and buds and its powerful wind. Tshola accepted Shul's sacred pipe and flowery stick and thus a sacred union began.”

This Is the story of the beginning of Tshola and Shul’s union. Shul, despite not being as powerful as Tshola is still farther in the hierarchy than most, because of this the Flamen Shulis’s votes have slightly more weight than the other flamen. Shul is a great god who alongside Tshola overlooks the earth.

History

Established in Roma in March 2023.

The Lore

Before the beginning of the world, the Lords in the Void vied for control over the Earth. The Earth was at this time a gigantic sea. From the primordial sea was born a Lord-to-be, known as Tshola. The Lords kept fighting, they did not care, even though the birth of the Lord-to-be had not happened in such a long time.

Tshola went to a Lord, searching for purpose.

Tshola found a great Lord, who shone a dim white. The Lord said unto Tshola: “I am the greatest of the Lords, for I am the most cunning, my name is Niyarhnimit (false knower). Fight for me for one year, intelligent one, and you will be rewarded.”

And Tshola fought against the enemies of Niyarhnimit. As an enemy warrior punched them in the mouth, Tshola learned then of spit.

Tshola returned to Niyarhnimit after one year of fighting, and said “Oh greatest Lord, where will be my reward?”. And Niyarhnimit had thought Tshola would die like all soldiers, and did not intend on rewarding Tshola.

Niyarhnimit said to Tshola “Before you are rewarded, I shall give you a plow, now plow the sky.” It was an impossible task.

Tshola plowed at the sky, and the sky was plowed. A bright white tilled earth surfaced from under the dark exterior.

Seeing this, shocked, Niyarhnimit cried to Tshola: “come back, I shall reward you! Stay with me!” And Tshola stayed with Niyarhnimit, and each day Tshola asked for their reward, and each time Niyarhnimit said “Wait until tomorrow”, and they thought that Tshola would forever stay and fight when they wanted.

After one year of this, Tshola learned of betrayal, and left Niyarhnimit to find a greater Lord than the greatest of Lords.

Then, Tshola found a great Lord, who shone bright crimson. The Lord said unto Tshola: “I am the greatest of the Lords, for I am the most warrior-like, my name is Vehyalotihvarh (spiller of blood). Fight for me for one year, strong one, and you will be rewarded.”

And Tshola fought against the enemies of Vehyalotihvarh, but did not know the reason for the war in any of the many wars. As an enemy warrior slew a comrade before them, Tshola learned then of tears.

Tshola returned to Vehyalotihvarh after one year of fighting, and said “Oh greatest Lord, where will be my reward?”. And Niyarhnimit had thought Tshola would die like all soldiers, and did not intend on rewarding Tshola.

Vehyalotihvarh said to Tshola “The combat was the reward, veritably strong one. Do you not feel rewarded from pointless war?”

And Tshola thought of his slewn comrade, and remembered betrayal, and, without a word, Tshola left Vehyalotihvarh to find a greater Lord than the greatest of Lords.

Then, Tshola found a great Lord, who shone bright white. The Lord said unto Tshola: “I am the greatest of the Lords, for I am the most veritably cunning, my name is Mehysitay (white wolf). Assist me for as long as you wish, and while you do, you will be rewarded”

Mehsitay saw in Tshola a true ally.

Tshola decided to trust one last time, and assisted Mehsitay.

Mehsitay rewarded Tshola with sky-gold and power over some lesser Lords. Mehsitay placed trust in Tshola.

Tshola was happy, and glad they had found the greatest of all Lords Mehsitay.

Mehsitay had control of many lesser Lords, who had pledged loyalty to Mehsitay after cunning deals had been struck.

For many years did Tshola rule over their assigned lesser Lords.

Mehsitay shared a great plan of theirs: Mehsitay would plant a special seed, the Seed of Life, that they had found. They researched, and learned that the seed bore fruit which bore life. With a new and strong army, made in the image of Mehsitay, all the Lords would be lesser Lords to Mehsitay.

One day, Mehsitay instructed Tshola to torture a lesser Lord assigned to them for having planned to overthrow Mehsitay with another Great Lord.

Tshola refused, and Mehsitay said unto them: “If you shall not fulfill this command, go and do another task. There is a small and weak monster far from here, known as Sithrol. Go and slay it, for it is evil”

Tshola found this task more enviable, and went to hunt Sithrol.

On the first day of the hunt, Tshola smelled, and observed tracks, and reasoned, and figured out the hiding spot of Sithrol.

On the second day of the hunt, Tshola walked, determined, for hours and hours until their legs could not carry them anymore.

On the third day of the hunt, Tshola walked, determined, until they arrived at Sithrol’s place of rest. Sithrol revealed themself.

Sithrol was very strong, had a hide which neither spears nor fire could not pierce, had teeth that cut through skin like a knife through water, had claws that made wounds in skin like fingers in sand.

And Sithrol and Tshola fought, up until the fourth day, where, badly wounded, Sithrol plunged into the Primordial Sea, to the center of the Earth, to hide. Tshola was, as well, badly wounded, and learned of blood.

Tshola realized that Mehsitay tricked them, for Sithrol was not weak, and took much energy from them. Mehistay wanted Tshola dead. And Tshola decided to steal the special seed from Mehsitay, so that they would not rule over all Lords.

And so Tshola sneakily went into Mehsitay’s home and stole the Seed of Life, and fled.

Tshola knew Mehsitay would find them after some time, inevitably.

Tshola went to the bright white tilled earth in the sky they had before plowed, and planted the seed, hoping it would grow. And when the plant would be almost fully grown, Tshola would kill it, and no army would sprout from it.

On the first day after the planting, Tshola spat on the seed so that it would grow. Tshola had learned spit from their time under Niyarhnimit.

On the second day after the planting, Tshola remembered the death of their comrade from Tshola’s time under Vehyalotihvarh, and wept, and threw their tears on the sprout.

On the third day after the planting, Tshola thought of their blood that came out from their skin, from their time under Mehsitay, after fighting Sithrol. Tshola clawed at their arm until blood spewed out, and Tshola threw their blood on the flowered-plant.

On the fourth day after the planting, the plant’s fruits were almost ripe. The fruits were golden and were of a hard shell. As Tshola reached for the fruits to crush them, voices came out of them, pleading: “Please, do not slay us! We know love, and compassion, and, despite all, trust! Do not murder innocents!”

Tshola understood that the plant had made beings in their image. They opened the fruits, and when all were opened, there stood in front of Tshola nine humans and ten horses. Tshola did not want to kill them, and learned then of pity.

Tshola understood that the plant had needed more liquid for a full army.

The humans and horses said: “if you keep us safe, we promise to help you with periodic helps, consisting of smoke from food or tools.”

And Tshola had an idea: Tshola descended upon the Primordial Sea, plunged deep into it and grabbed onto the seafloor.

Then, they swam upwards with great force, and brought up much fertile land to the surface of the world. Then, Tshola fashioned many different creatures from the earth, and spat on them, and cried on them, and threw a drop of their blood on each of them, and the land animals and the trees of the Earth were alive now.

Then, Tshola fashioned from a mixture of earth and water many different creatures, and spat on them, and cried on them, and threw a drop of their blood on each of them, and the water animals and the plants of the Earth were alive now.

Tshola taught unto Man, which resembled them much, the secrets of growing plants, and hunting, and said: “make great friends with the horses to ride upon, and go fast, though I will take a horse for myself”, and Tshola took a beautiful white horse, with a mane that resembled flames, and named the horse Kimehtarhtawiritig (Runner of Sky).

And the humans spread much, learned much, and the horses spread much, learned to run much faster. The humans gave help to Tshola through Help (“sacrifices”), who became stronger and stronger, and smarter and smarter, and brighter and brighter.

And as Tshola became brighter and brighter, the Lords, who all wanted revenge on Tshola, especially Mehsitay, took notice of them, and tried to fight them. But Tshola had now become stronger and more cunning than them all, and beat them, and told them: “Do not approach the holy Earth, I am its defender.” And Tshola took up residence in the sky.

The Humans had reproduced and spread, and so did the horses, and so did all other animals and plants of the world.

But the first Humans became old, and so did their horses, and they say less and less, and were able to move less and less, and they asked Tshola: “Where shall we go when we cease to see light, and to move?” And Tshola did not think of this, and did not conceive that the Humans would die, but objects made of sky or earth or mud all break eventually.

Tshola said: “I shall take your soul and rebuild you out of stone, this time, and bring you to the flip-side of the Earth”. And the humans said: “But will we not have light? We must have light! We will stop making sacrifices to you, until we know we will have light on the other side!”

And Tshola, who needed humanity to be strong themself and to defend them all, accepted, and said: “Forever now, I will ride around the Earth, around both sides, on my horse Kimehtarhtawiritig, but be warned: half of your day here will now be in the dark, and Sithrol, who lives deep in the core of the Earth, and the Great Lords, though they are busy fighting each other, will take advantage of this time, and will send evils to you. I advise you to build houses, and to sleep during the night, wait until dawn in your beds, then you will be safe; and once your body ceases to function here, once you go to the other side of the Earth, you will have to do the same, and when it is day on this side, it will be night on the other one.”

And Tshola was made to turn out perpetually, always following the same route, watching over Mortalland and Stonemenland, at different times, and Humans burned the body of the deceased on clear sunny days, to burn their soul/blood, so that the evaporated soul/blood should reach Tshola and find eternal life in the land of Stonemen.

At night, creatures sprout from the ground, tracing their deep roots to Sithrol, and other creatures fall unto the Earth or cross through strange portals, sent by the Lords.

During the night, the Great Lords sent lesser Lords to teach humanity of their horrible skills.

Niyarhnimit taught humanity in secret the art of betrayal and lying.

Vehyalotihvarh taught humanity in secret the horror of meaningless war.

Mehsitay taught humanity in secret the twisted practice of manipulation and the hunger for power.

And so the world was.

Another Holy Text

On the first day after the planting, Tshola spat on the seed so that it would grow. Tshola had learned spit from their time under Niyarhnimit. On the second day after the planting, Tshola remembered the death of their comrade from Tshola’s time under Vehyalotihvarh, and wept, and threw their tears on the sprout. On the third day after the planting, Tshola thought of their blood that came out from their skin, from their time under Mehsitay, after fighting Sithrol. Tshola clawed at their arm until blood spewed out, and Tshola threw their blood on the flowered-plant. On the fourth day after the planting, the plant’s fruits were almost ripe. The fruits were golden and were of a hard shell. As Tshola reached for the fruits to crush them, voices came out of them, pleading: “Please, do not slay us! We know love, and compassion, and, despite all, trust! Do not murder innocents!” Tshola understood that the plant had made beings in their image. They opened the fruits, and when all were opened, there stood in front of Tshola nine humans and ten horses. Tshola did not want to kill them, and learned then of pity. Tshola understood that the plant had needed more liquid for a full army. The humans and horses said: “if you keep us safe, we promise to help you with periodic helps, consisting of smoke from food or tools.” And Tshola had an idea: Tshola descended upon the Primordial Sea, plunged deep into it and grabbed onto the seafloor. Then, they swam upwards with great force, and brought up much fertile land to the surface of the world. Then, Tshola fashioned many different creatures from the earth, and spat on them, and cried on them, and threw a drop of their blood on each of them, and the land animals and the trees of the Earth were alive now. Then, Tshola fashioned from a mixture of earth and water many different creatures, and spat on them, and cried on them, and threw a drop of their blood on each of them, and the water animals and the plants of the Earth were alive now. Tshola taught unto Man, which resembled them much, the secrets of growing plants, and hunting, and said: “make great friends with the horses to ride upon, and go fast, though I will take a horse for myself”, and Tshola took a beautiful white horse, with a mane that resembled flames, and named the horse Kimehtarhtawiritig (Runner of Sky). And the humans spread much, learned much, and the horses spread much, learned to run much faster. The humans gave help to Tshola through Help (“sacrifices”), who became stronger and stronger, and smarter and smarter, and brighter and brighter. And as Tshola became brighter and brighter, the Lords, who all wanted revenge on Tshola, especially Mehsitay, took notice of them, and tried to fight them. But Tshola had now become stronger and more cunning than them all, and beat them, and told them: “Do not approach the holy Earth, I am its defender.” And Tshola took up residence in the sky. The Humans had reproduced and spread, and so did the horses, and so did all other animals and plants of the world. But the first Humans became old, and so did their horses, and they say less and less, and were able to move less and less, and they asked Tshola: “Where shall we go when we cease to see light, and to move?” And Tshola did not think of this, and did not conceive that the Humans would die, but objects made of sky or earth or mud all break eventually. Tshola said: “I shall take your soul and rebuild you out of stone, this time, and bring you to the flip-side of the Earth”. And the humans said: “But will we not have light? We must have light! We will stop making sacrifices to you, until we know we will have light on the other side!” And Tshola, who needed humanity to be strong themself and to defend them all, accepted, and said: “Forever now, I will ride around the Earth, around both sides, on my horse Kimehtarhtawiritig, but be warned: half of your day here will now be in the dark, and Sithrol, who lives deep in the core of the Earth, and the Great Lords, though they are busy fighting each other, will take advantage of this time, and will send evils to you. I advise you to build houses, and to sleep during the night, wait until dawn in your beds, then you will be safe; and once your body ceases to function here, once you go to the other side of the Earth, you will have to do the same, and when it is day on this side, it will be night on the other one.” And Tshola was made to turn out perpetually, always following the same route, watching over Mortalland and Stonemenland, at different times, and Humans burned the body of the deceased on clear sunny days, to burn their soul/blood, so that the evaporated soul/blood should reach Tshola and find eternal life in the land of Stonemen. At night, creatures sprout from the ground, tracing their deep roots to Sithrol, and other creatures fall unto the Earth or cross through strange portals, sent by the Lords. During the night, the Great Lords sent lesser Lords to teach humanity of their horrible skills. Niyarhnimit taught humanity in secret the art of betrayal and lying. Vehyalotihvarh taught humanity in secret the horror of meaningless war. Mehsitay taught humanity in secret the twisted practice of manipulation and the hunger for power. And so the world was.