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PONTIFICIA BULLA FIDEI DEFENSORIS


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The Archchancellor looked at the Lorraine cross on his desk, a silver Lorraine cross would dangle from his Imperial doublet, he would curl his hands together upon reading the missive. 

 

The Elf would be seen about the basilica, in the confessional, and making his prayers that day.  

 

If anyone asked him about the subject at hand, he would state the Chancellery would have no statement to make this time, and that it is is drafting its directions to the Government. 

 

 

 

 

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"Sigismund the Third, Fidei Defensor! Godan is wise and the Pontiff has recognised the fully faithful in these trying times. Everard is not only Godan's rightful representative on this mortal land but a fine paragon of the faith!" The Count of Metterden imparts to his wife, Marie @sarahbarah, in Vidaus, reminiscing on their wedding day overseen by the very same High Pontiff who was now staring down an unjust schism and truly rallying the faithful.

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"Amin,"  stated a weary but unrelenting Haeseni soldier. Marie simply looked to her husband and sighed, signing the Lorraine cross over herself. She was tired, but she was not afraid.

 

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"Truly ein King worth fighting for!" exclaimed Father Klaus.

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“Gott will bring his Righteous fury upon those who go against Mother Church, His vengeance will be swift und terrible!” decried a haeseni Meyster knight”

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King Sigismund buckled on his cloak in his office as he prepared for the day ahead.

 

It was morning, and pale winter light filtered through the open balcony, bringing with it a chilling gust of wind that carried the noise from the city beyond. If not for the pine logs burning in the hearth, he would have been frozen to the bone. As he fixed his cloak on with a silver-crow brooch, he looked up to the Hussariyan Cross hanging above the fireplace.

 

"Vy have a strange sense of humour, vy know that?"

 

Godan gave no answer to that.

 

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"A nail set into the coffin." Remarked Amadea Ashford d'Aryn. "The North already had its eyes on the South and this Pontiff only pushes the agenda. Both of these church's need to stay where they always have stood, away from the politics of humanity "

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“FIDEI DEFENSOR!” Cried Otto August throughout the wintering streets of Karosgrad, he was a Canonist man who stood along his Canonist brothers! “Now we must truly rally the faithful. May Godan guide the Empire to less troubling times, their false faith will be corrected and we shall forgive.”

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         "I really doubt Oren is going to give up that title so easily, since they've always thrown a hissy-fit about their titles, even if some of them were useless." Abraham grunts, before taking a sip of his hot coco. "I hope this stays as a battle between the churches, and not something that spills out."

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“I only wonder what this is going to do to Sig’s ego,” Moliana mused to herself with a roll of her eyes, though a small smile hinted at the corners of her mouth.

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Klara Elizaveta climbed the ladder within her room to the screowl perch that sat close to the high windows that allowed light to stream across the floor. Bundled in blankets taken from her bed to ward off the harsh northern winds as she opened the window to look out across the gardens. "Godan will help Papej, won't he, Bruce?" 

 

The snowy screowl offered a chirp before going to burrow beneath the blankets with his owner.

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