Scias, Scholar of Curiosity and Ignorance, The Teacher and the Student, The Confused One
Usually taking the appearance of a short dwarf, bushy in beard and balding, with a permanent expression of befuddlement on his visage, Scias is the God of Knowledge in its aspect as being ignorant, and the curiosity that cures that ignorance.
His Church teaches that we are all ignorant of some things, and that this is no shame - that it is, in fact, something to be celebrated, for any time you are ignorant, it represents an opportunity to learn. Any time you are confused, it is an opportunity for an epiphany.
Divine Domains
Knowledge, Midnight, Air, Epiphany, Confusion, Thinking
Divine Symbols & Sigils
Three bootprints on a road
Holidays
One of the common legends told by the Church of Scias is that of the Curious Baron; once, long ago, a land-owning Baron realised he did not understand his people, and so, he prayed to the Scholar of Ignorance for aid. Scias gave him a mask that would cause anybody who saw him to perceive him as one of the farmhands who worked his land, and commanded the Baron wear it for a full month.
He did, living amongst the farmhands, working with them, sharing their food, and at the end of the month, he returned to his manor, took off the mask, and thanked Scias for the lesson - a lesson which he promptly put to use in improving the lot of his subjects.
In imitation of this lesson, on the weekend closest to the spring equinox, the Church offers a three-day Festival of Masks. Anybody who wishes to may come to the Church to be issued a mask of an archetypal character of a social class very different from their own to wear for the Festival, and they are to live and act and be addressed as their mask - "Farmer", "Bartender", or "Baron", for example. If they require additional funds to live as the role the mask assigns them, the Church provides, but for the entire duration of the Festival weekend, they are, for all intents and purposes, the role depicted. It is encouraged to explore recreation options available to you as your masked persona, as well as what social gathering options you may have - so lordlings may find themselves spending coppers at a local tavern, while farmers and serving staff may be able to luxuriate in fine dining and elegant clothes.
At the end of the Festival, the masks are returned to the church, and it is encouraged, although not required, to speak to the people who are actually of the class you were masked as, to ask them any questions that your experiences may have made you curious about; many a friendship that transcended social class has been sprung from such Festivals.