Condemnation Of The Acerbites

[Cracker 4570]

"Hear ye' faithful!" cries out a clerical herald in the streets of Petrus and Anni'Sul.

 

"The High Pontiff has issued a condemnation against the wicked Cult of Acerbus; all holy soldiery have free writ under the grace of the Church to detain, arrest, and smite these idolaters. A wicked lot of apostates and barbarians, they lie with dogs and consort with a fallen daemon known as Aerkiath along with the most foul Iblees himself!

 

 

They are guilty of assaulting and stalking many faithful of the Anni'sul parish, including the good Deacon Arthur Weinfield and plot the demise of the rock of our faith, the Holy Church. Hang them high for their wickedry, lest the blight spread beyond the elven lands to the heartland of humanity's faith!

 

Every confirmed Acerbite granted divine justice shall be justly rewarded by His Holiness himself, along with any intelligence brought forth on this nefarious cult."

 

"May the Allfather protect!"

[dank 413]

"Where might we be able to find these Cultists?" asks Corbett.

[Endovelicus 614]

Father Kristoff shouts. "Burn the cultists!"

[Kickstarted and Running 965]

Frederick scowls "The Pontiff has no command over the soldiery of the state, another way the church believes its power greater than it is. If they wish soldiers to command, let them raise their own."

[Endovelicus 614]

Frederick scowls "The Pontiff has no command over the soldiery of the state, another way the church believes its power greater than it is. If they wish soldiers to command, let them raise their own."

"The Pontiff didn't command, he only stated that they are advised to apprehend the cultists."

[Cracker 4570]

 

"Where might we be able to find these Cultists?" asks Corbett.

 

"The Cultists have been reported to work in the elven lands, particularly about Anni'sul, with an incident of them buggering the fledgling flock which has begun there. If you wish for more precise information, speak with Deacon Arthur of Anni'sul (MC Name: Boknice275) who has reported the threat to the Holy See.

 

However, the Pontiff wishes to express caution to act with clemency and justice when stumbling into territories abroad the Canonist sphere; to detain or butcher senselessly elves or humans found in these territories without ample proof and a clerical trial is a sin in itself." replies the Herald.

 

 

[Netphreak 510]

       A hooded fellow with flowers upon his robes listens to the cries of the deranged upon the streets, intently gathering the information required.

 

       "And if one of these cultists were to be the very King of Oren Himself? Would ye be faithful to cry for his destruction? Or perhaps this is the will of the gods you seek and worship yourself? If ye have found yourselves to believe a lie as truth, will ye not be called cultists or hypocrites? Either way, you establish death, it's no solution to the current problem..." He speaks under the cover of his hood, slowly sinking back into any cover that allows the shadow to conceal his figure.

[Parkins 550]

Ger'Veran watches from the crowd, another nameless human among all the others unrecognized. He draws no attention to himself as he listens, feigning reactions to things that are said, as he observes others around him react. He nods to a nearby cultist, quickly, before continuing to listen.

[Boknice275 1588]

*IC*

 

The deacon rushed into the streets of Anni'sul towards the area where the herald was. He stood near the Herald, rose his right hand and began to talk calmly out towards the crowds, casting smiles from time to time.

 

"Beloved, I'm more than greatful that the Creator's vassal upon this earth, the High Pontiff, has responded to my letter for help. However, it is not me who composed my letter, beloved," He said, casting another smiling before beginning to pace around the crowd,

"It was the Creator working through me. The Holy Light will use people if it wishes to, do not make the mistake that  the Creator's movement isn't very active, because it is.

 

As much as I'd love to deliver a message to you today, I feel as if that should wait for a bit." He said, chuckling, "But I do indeed have some news. From what I and others that have talked to me have saw, this cult frequents the walls of Anni'sul and areas near the Standing Inn, Druid's Grove, the roads of Karovia and even some of the roads near Petrus. Though, I've also seen cult members near the entrance to the Dwarven Kingdom.

 

I would prioritize these areas above any other in search for these lost souls. They normally wear some sort of robes and interact with people spouting their blasphemy.

 

These are dangerous people, according to my sources. But by the creator, his hand is mightier and is over all of our lives! So I encourage you all, go and search and bring the will of the Creator upon these terrorists!"

 

The crowd erupted in applause at the thunderous speech delivered by the Deacon.

[Endovelicus 614]

Kristoff smiles at his Deacon's progress. "He will be a fine priest one day."

[Samson Option 9652]

       A hooded fellow with flowers upon his robes listens to the cries of the deranged upon the streets, intently gathering the information required.

 

       "And if one of these cultists were to be the very King of Oren Himself? Would ye be faithful to cry for his destruction? Or perhaps this is the will of the gods you seek and worship yourself? If ye have found yourselves to believe a lie as truth, will ye not be called cultists or hypocrites? Either way, you establish death, it's no solution to the current problem..." He speaks under the cover of his hood, slowly sinking back into any cover that allows the shadow to conceal his figure.

Yil'Maulana looked with pity upon the man wanting to hide and skitter, so he forcibly apprehended him and brought him thither. Therein, he slid the hood off and broke into a slight cough as he inquired the figure to keep speaking.

[Netphreak 510]

"Yil'Maulana looked with pity upon the man wanting to hide and skitter, so he forcibly apprehended him and brought him thither. Therein, he slid the hood off and broke into a slight cough as he inquired the figure to keep speaking." ~Caivs Marvis - Giaus

 

 

       Within the shroud of normal looking folk, a man did smile as his Necrotic Puppet was apprehended, a brilliant use of misdirection ployed by 'The Plotter' himself. As the Yil'Maulana was distracted with the Necrotic Puppet, 'The Plotter' did slither from the loud crowd, far enough for which his tether upon the corpse Yil'Maulana had apprehended collapsed to the ground, back to the lifeless form it once was.

 

       'The Plotter' did speak once his elusive form reached the outskirts, "Fools the lot of them, easily tricked and manipulated... No wonder the gods had turned their backs on them..."

 

       The area was filled with a loud chilling laughter, that which shall stay within the nightmares of those who had potentially heard it, for 'The Plotter' had emerged from the depths of its cave, and will roam...

[Lark 2227]

A hooded fellow with flowers upon his robes listens to the cries of the deranged upon the streets, intently gathering the information required.

"And if one of these cultists were to be the very King of Oren Himself? Would ye be faithful to cry for his destruction? Or perhaps this is the will of the gods you seek and worship yourself? If ye have found yourselves to believe a lie as truth, will ye not be called cultists or hypocrites? Either way, you establish death, it's no solution to the current problem..." He speaks under the cover of his hood, slowly sinking back into any cover that allows the shadow to conceal his figure.

"Oren was disbanded."

[ToenailTickler 290]

"Allan! Get me Herr Otto Von Rovin! Ve must discuss zis Acerbite plague in ze south..."The Old Bishop gets up rolling up his sleaves, marked with scars from ancient battles he walks over to his main desk and begins to write

 

     To my fellow man of the Clothe Deacon Westfield.

You have the support of the Dioceses under my control in order to help convert, purge, or stop this new cult. I will begin to make preparations for my arrival to bring my experience to the fray.

-Bishop Ragslav II of Vanderfell. 

 

The Bishop hands the folded up scroll to the famed Deacon Benney "Benney I need yuo to take zis letter und bring it to ze Deacon Westfield." Benney leaves quickly. "Zis cult vill not be around for much longer..."

[Haribo 385]

Frederick scowls "The Pontiff has no command over the soldiery of the state, another way the church believes its power greater than it is. If they wish soldiers to command, let them raise their own."

Humbert, the Vice-Chancellor of the Curia scowls "These imbeciles who call themselves soldiers do not understand that in-fact the High Pontiff only issues a writ against the cult, in no way commanding them to destroy this plague. Yet if we in fact did raise an army, the Pontiffacy would be accused of wanting war against humanity. I have not seen any absolutely idiotic soldiers groan and whine on warrants against criminals yet they scowl at these posters wanting to bring justice against cultists? Are they even true followers of the Church?"