While it is true I rarely see Occultists and Shadowsnakes resting
in my temple, that is of their own wish. I would far rather they
spent a few hours in my temple than a few hours 'hunting' across
the chaos planes.

One must also question your definition of art. Art is found in all
living things, from the growth of a blade of grass in a field to
the pattern formed in a pond as a fish dares the light of day for
a breath of air.

My Temple is a solace beside a cancer of violence and pain, it is
open to any who wish to flee violence and sleep a night without
fearing for their family.

My will is that no-one has done too much wrong to find peace. My
Temple is therefore infrangible to abuse.

Oneiros, God of Peace.

Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Chronos, in the year 214 AF.