The townsfolk lead Weox and Pater to the cathedral square, finally getting the whole party in one place. (Yay!)
Sometime after everyone arrives in the cathedral square the speaches start. Mayor Deverin is cheerful and excited, drawing the crowd in. It's as much stump speech as dedication and welcome. She thanks everyone, even the workaholic tanner Larz Rovanky, for coming to this joyous day and sharing in the town's progress.
She's followed by Sheriff Hemlock who reminds everyone to be safe, and then asks for a moment of silence to remember those who lost their lives five years ago in the fire that destroyed the old temple.
The next speaker, the man who had been standing with Sir Jasper Korvasaki, is introduced as Cyrdak Drokkus, proprietor of the Sandpoint Theater and a representative of the town merchants. Unlike the Mayor or Sheriff, he seems perfectly natural on stage as he entertains the crowd with amusing anecdotes and recollections of the funding, design and construction of the cathedral. He finishes up inviting everyone to come see his newest production of "The Harpy's Curse", especially sice the female lead is none other then the sensational Magnimarian diva Allishanda. Those not from around here likely don't react to that, but the crowd seems to think it's impressive. Eloise is certainly knows of the theater her, and of Allishanda. Cyrdak isn't putting on airs, the theater is famous and Allishanda is Magnimar opera's newest and brightest sensation having experienced a meteroic rise since her debut last season, and point to Cyrdak having strong and deep connections in the Magnimarian theater community.
Just before noon Father Zantus, the cathedral's Desnian priest, thanks everyone for coming and declares the festival open. After the cheering subsides, his acolytes wheel the large covered wagon into the square. The crowd quiets as Father Zantus recounts the short parable of how, after a viscous battle with Lamashtu, the Mother of Monsters, Desna fell to earth, gravely wounded. How she was nursed back to health by a blind orphan. How, in thanks, she transformed him into an immortal swallowtail butterﬂy as a reward for her aid. In this form, the child could fly forever, seeing all the wonders of the world.
The acolytes pull aside the wagon’s cover and thousands of swallow-tailed butterflies, the children of Desna, explode into the sky, momentarily blotting out the sun in the square in a cloud of iridescent blue as the crowd cheers. As the butterflies swirl through the crowd, some of them pause, alighting on the breast of some for a brief moment. Each of you, including the wolf, receive just such a touch of the goddess before the butterflies swirl away into the afternoon sky.
After the cheers die down and the butterflies disperse over the town, Father Zantus announces that lunch will be served presently and wishes everyone to enjoy themselves. Lunch is free, and the town's taverns and inns have done the best they can to outshine one another.
The town's people are content to spend the afternoon partying, the final consecration of the cathedral will happen in a few hours at sunset. Musicians in the crowd pick up their instruments and Varissian music bursts from fiddles, concertinas, flutes, drums, and the bells and bangles adorning the women's wrists and ankles.