The religion of Didlisquat is an old one, born long before the mountains.  The hierarchy is ancient, the symbolism profound. 

Amoo.

The Church

High Priestess: The Queen's own priestess.  She's in charge of keeping the Queen's soul cleansed and prepped for the Grassy Knolls of the Heavens, so her work is seriously cut out for her.  I understand it involves "creative book keeping."

The Pope: Creaky Po Silvertongue and Squeaky Ope Goldentoe.  Yes, they are two entities.  No, do not try and tell them that.  Together, they are The Pope.  Separate, they are Nothing.  They are the angel and devil that reside within the mind of every mortal foolish enough to adopt their title and are responsible for the robes and silly hats.  They're mischievious, sneaky, and more fun than a basket full of nuns and snakes! 

Cardinal Squishy . . . and God: Cardinal Squishy is a favorite pet of the Pope's, providing them with hours of senseless entertainment.  He's also the physical incarnation of God.  It's a twisted web, it is.

Father Jellybean . . . and God's cousin Toby: Main priest within the church. Tends to ramble.  Some say he only scored this much envied position due to "family connections," whatever that means.

God's Brother Bob: Doesn't actually do anything, but has an honorary position within the church due to being God's brother.  He's huggable.

The Heavens

THE GREAT AND GLORIOUS PINK COW: A common misconception is that the Pink Cow is female, due to its coloring and the term 'cow.'  It is, however, actually a hermaphrodite.  There are horns upon its head and udders upon its stomach.  Everything within Didlisquat revolves around the belief in the Divine Perfection of the Pink Cow.  See the High Priestess's page for sermoos and words of bovine wisdom!

Thak the Goddess: Don't mess with this bad-ass mother!  Whether you're kicking ass at the homestead, the workplace, or just around town, this is the matron for you.  She's smart, she's sassy, she's the size of an ox. She carries a giant club over her shoulder and a map to Canaan in her pocket.  Her main hobby is bludgeoning stupid people who breed, so beware all ye who don't know their multiplication tables! 

The Blue Cow: Patron cow of the Necromancers.  Long ago he was granted power over the mighty Shig of Relife; unfortunately, his raging incompetence causes him to bring back all sorts of unsavory dead people.  Imagine a giant blue cow, goofy lopsided grin on his face, prancing about a field waving his pretty wand.  The pretty wand showers down sparks that bring dead things back to life.  So, sometimes you get the stupid and ugly zombies wading about instead of the witty pretty ones.

Hallamooya to ya, folks!!!