The temple of Sehanine comes alive at night, but in a whispery way with excited tangible tension in the night air. The high ceiling glows with the full white light of the moon and her stars, somehow casting just enough light by which to see and yet leaving shadows to obscure faces. Here is where lovers meet, sneaking away in the perpetual twilight for stolen moments; here, too, is where lovers break troth. Sehanine does not judge her children--at least not in that way--and she knows that the heart goes where vows cannot. Love is as much her domain as it is Lastai's; divorce is one of her most sacred rites. Sometimes the pursuit of pleasure causes pain, but this is a fact of life. Struggle against it or embrace it, but there is no escaping it.
Sunrise knows Mother Reverence by reputation if by nothing else; the older woman is a fierce and fiery advocate of tiefling rights and equality. Many years ago, she took the position of head priestess by storm and she has ruled with an iron fist ever since, staffing the lower clergy with tieflings from her family and friends. More of the Sehanine priests might complain, were not Reverence so damn good at her job; under her influence, the temple has thrived and grown in riches.