章 1681: Archpriest Jivem Kaulsen

Within the sacred halls of God Ishgaar's temple, a figure of quiet devotion and wisdom emerged in the form of Priest Jivem Kaulsen.

He looked to be in his early 50s by mortal standards, bearing the mark of a life dedicated to divine service. His countenance was etched with lines of experience and spiritual insight.

Jivem's thick beard, adorned with subtle streaks of gray, flowed with a quiet dignity that mirrored the timeless wisdom he carried. Each strand seemed to tell a story, a testament to the years spent in contemplation and communion with the divine.

Clad in a priest robe of muted hues, Jivem moved with a measured grace through the temple's hallowed corridors. The fabric draped over him bore symbols of Ishgaar's dominion over loneliness, a visual representation of the god's teachings that the priest held close to his heart. The robe, worn with both humility and reverence, whispered tales of sacred rituals and solitary vigils.