Narthok 9213 Popular Post Share Posted September 15, 2021 A Public Defence of My Innocence Spoiler For those who are not familiar with the goings on of Savoy, I have been “banished”, my properties and assets arbitrarily seized, my family intimidated and harassed. On what charges I cannot be quite sure. I have been told innumerable different accounts, accounts that grow more grandiose with each telling. As my detractors would tell it, I am a bloodthirsty demon some thirty paces in height who frequently consumes the flesh of babies seized in the night. As a man of unyielding faith, as one who has demanded that the Godly be placed far in advance of the worldly I have always been slandered and rumored against. But I must admit it saddens me that those who sought out my spiritual counsel, my assistance in reconciliation and baptism, that these would so quickly turn upon me for clear political expediency. I am disappointed in my children. Herein I shall address each ridiculous charge that I have heard levied against me. I have committed no crimes against God or against Savoy. I will not tolerate fabrications and lies. The sinful may despise the righteous, but their spite does not render their vitriol justified. The Charges Every single charge levied against me is completely false and I refute my guilt in all instances. Furthermore I would note that it is not the place of Princes to chastise religious authorities, that authority lies with and in my case has been exercised by the Pontiff. Treason Against the Realm by way of raising a mercenary host to kill the Prince - Levied by one Peter Rothesay Firstly I resent the implication that landed nobility are in any way mercenaries. The van Aerts of the heartland county of Middelan are old friends of mine who have frequently entered the Principality with the express purpose of visiting the Cathedral and conversing with me. As it stands the construction of their county has just begun and they sought my counsel regarding the placement and design of a church, much appreciating the Southern Style Cathedral from which my brethren and I operated. Upon being alerted that the Prince, (his pride still stinging from my refusal to compromise on the question of the Golem) had not only summoned me to Court, but a large number of heavily armed mercenaries, I determined it was best that I depart the city. Furthermore it is worth noting that the hosts of the Prince were assembled well in advance of my meeting with the van Aerts in the Cathedral. Laying to rest the argument that the assembly of forces was conducted in reaction to my own actions. I think it apparent to all that the draconian reaction that has followed justifies my instinct. To that end the implication that I have somehow violated s.44 of the Lex Savoia is entirely fabricated. A charge pulled from thin air to accuse a Priest conducting his duties of somehow violating the law by acting as he always does. Any member of the Cathedral knows how frequently I play host to any number of foreign visitors and hosts seeking my insight on matters of faith. Consistently Disrupting the Peace - Charge levied by one Peter Rothesay I think it is worth noting that prior to my departure from the city Mister Rothesay and his wife had petitioned me to celebrate their wedding. I have not been notified or rebuked a single time for my entirely justified persecution of the heathen and the witch within the city. To that end this charge is an entirely arbitrary fabrication to justify the tyrannical mistreatment of not only my own person and the disrespect to my sacred office, but the callous seizure of my properties and the harassment of my family. The Prince, his officers, his soldiers and a large number of the Privy have involved themselves in the various witch burnings that have taken place in the city. The same is true of the many penances that have been performed within Corazon. In the absence of the rebuke, and recognizing the active participation of the local secular authorities I do not think it untoward to conclude that my actions were not at all disruptive and were actively approved and promoted by local authorities. There is no law within the Lex Savoia concerning ‘disruptions of the peace’ and any arguments regarding violations of sections 22, 23, 28, 35 are rendered null either by the participation of the secular guards or by my authority under sections 57, 59 and 60. I will repeat that I do not recognize the authority of a secular power to levy charges against a member of the clergy. I am merely demonstrating that even despite the charges being levied outside of their jurisdiction they are all false to a man and entirely fabricated. Overstepping his Jurisdiction - Levied by one Peter Rothesay As noted before, the participation of secular authorities and the lack of rebuke leaves the arbitrary nature of this completely fabricated charge clear for all to see. My actions were entirely in line with sections 57, 59 and 60 of the Lex Savoia. Again, to levy charges against me and to banish me from my own diocese is beyond the capacities of a secular prince and therefore I do not recognize the legitimacy of the charges. Again as before all charges are entirely without basis in fact and were abetted and in line with the local legal codes. Conspiring with Orenians to Overthrow the Prince of Savoy - Charges levied by one Olivier Junior While engaged in some surveying with Brother Ashmoor Olivier Junior and the Marshal d’Aryn rode up to us mounted, armed, armoured and demanded to know why I was speaking to Orenians and why I was working with vassals of Oren. I am well aware of the hostility that the Savoyards hold towards Oren, and their desire to replace the Empire with their own is well known and oft mentioned. Frankly I do not care. Secular matters are of not great interest to me and I have made it known that the monks of my order and the laymen who swear themselves to the cross will take no part in any secular conflicts, our blades are reserved for the heathen, the heretic and the apostate. I fear that the sons of Savoy operate under the illusion that, by virtue of dwelling within their city and drinking at their tavern I am somehow rendered a vassal of a secular authority rather than a distinct body beholden to God and Mother Church. I am first and foremost a canonist and thereby a citizen of Canondom. There are those who would note my sermons, criticizing Providence, criticizing Haense, criticizing the wide canon realms, even on occasion asking the Pontiff for clarification on matters I feel have not been appropriately ruled upon. I will make no attempt to hide these opinions, for I hold them proudly. Upon meeting the Lord Regent of Oren I levied my criticisms fairly to him without malice. There is much in the wide realms of Canondom that I desire to see changed or improved. For I am a man of God But as a devout admirer of Godfrey I have no desire to see ruin brought to any of the wide canonist realms. I would see the faith of our fathers flourish in the cities and the far flung farms of Canondom once more. I would see the love of the Lord heralded from every rooftop, from every threshold. I would see the enemies of God, those who would blaspheme against him or defile his flock cast down before his holy wrath. To that end I will speak to any canonist I please. I will suffer no secular authority to amputate me from the body of the faithful. An Open Letter to Olivier Renault To Olivier We have spoken many times of the age of Heroes. It is certainly a beautiful dream, the desire to revive the vitality of humanity. To waken them from this lethargy of litigation and bureaucracy, from this age of indulgence and excess. Who amongst modern men can lay claim to the harsh discipline of our forebears. Who can claim to be as ‘stern to inflict as they are stubborn to endure’ as our Fathers were in the days of auld. You certainly are not one of those who could claim such virtue, such strength. I will not squabble with you. For some reason you have thrown a large tantrum over the demon incident. I cannot fathom the reason you tolerated the stone demon, itself an evil product of forge-witchery. Your own laws forbid the practice of magic within the city. What is a corpse of animated stone if not that? There are some that would claim you merely wished to vacate the fight from the city, arguing that you merely wished to destroy the abomination outside. Yet the abomination was allowed to depart unhindered, undestroyed. So clearly this argument holds no water. Perhaps the motive is clear if we onlookers consider that perhaps your piety is only lip service. Tolerable so long as it further your worldly ends, yet the minute the obligations of faith come to bear, unbearable. I will give no consideration to the charges you levy against me with another's tongue, they are all false. The real crime of which you charge me is the charge of uncompromising piety. On God I will never compromise. Your actions have slain my kinfolk, your actions have stripped me of my lands and what little wealth my family had to its name. Yet I am no stranger to poverty. I grew up in a small peasant house. We raised sheep. I have never forgotten my roots and am happy enough to return to them. What is all the wealth of this world when weighed against God. Would that I had all the gold and jewels of the world, all the fertile lands, all the silks, all the titles, and all the praises and the I would still choose God for I cannot take them with me; Yet God’s love lasts forever. A man possessed by a whim resembling a weathervane, and a fragile sense of pride indistinguishable from that of an unmarried princess at her first ball. Your ambition has cost me the life of my sister. Her blood yet stains your hands. For a time you have gained some small measure of title, of lands, of prestige. But as in all things we must judge a tree by its fruits; the fruits of sin are always the same. When this has ended and I tell you now it will end everything eventually does. When your joy turns to ash in your mouth. When the fair weather friends you have surrounded yourself with abandon you. Remember this day. Remember the day you lost not a servant, not an appeaser, not a vassal, but a friend. Father Paul, Servant of God 34 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Minuvas 2888 Share Posted September 15, 2021 "One would usurp the Sutican Crown with this Savoyard mockery and expect them to be devout Canonists, lining the streets with crucified individuals in one breath and in the other - openly tolerating devilry. I hope the good Father would pay more concession, next time, to seek out the full tenets of Canondom other than hostility and aggression and pray for mercy and patience. Obedience is a admirable trait as well. One cannot be blind to recognize that the Church's spiritual authority originates certainly in the seven skies, but it is exercised through temporal authority. It is foolish to presume that this authority given to the secular realm by the Holy Father binds no requirements upon us as adherants of the faith. This authority is not some sort of separate and distant responsibility distinct from the Church. Chief among this temporal authority granted by GOD , and affirmed by the Holy Father is the Emperor, and his obligation as first among equals in the Canonist realm. Though in recognition of this temporal authority, we are obligated to respect the wishes of all Canonist Princes in their realms - and appeal to their better senses when they act in disunity with the spiritual authority that has enobled them. Father Paul is not wrong to chastise the Canonist realm, snakes lurk among the grass in all of them - he was simply naive in believing Savoyards would not abandon him after he was used to weaponize the faith in their favor" He would remark to those about Providence who would ask his opinion on the subject. 9 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Werew0lf 12024 Share Posted September 15, 2021 Rhist de Brellad walked through the empty halls of the palace, surveying the area in order to find Father Paul about a question related to GOD. Upon not finding anyone, he ventures out of the palace and appears before the church, noticing pious and leal clergymen communing. As he overhears the conversation, his countenance sulks into dreary ambition. "We have lost a smart man!" The man commented, noticing his best-friend Olivier Laurene across the yard, and thus rushing over towards him to tell of the news! [ @Milenkhov] 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
rukio 8910 Share Posted September 15, 2021 1 hour ago, Lhindir_ said: A racist , but very manly human remarks. “Don’t care, didn’t ask, plus you’re an elf.” A simple country folk girl prepares the clippers. "Did ya say he's an elf?" With that said, Sarah'd return the piece of wheat straw to the corner of her mouth, ready for whatever came next! 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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