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Jordan Cardinal Jorenus was, perhaps, somewhat saddened to see the departure of the Savoyard and Orenian clergy, who had so livened the city for the past few months. But, alas, it was what must be done, for who is to inhibit the rightful leading of Godan's flock? And so, he went back to the drawl of his daily duties.

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Joseph d'Azor growled as he was assisted out of bed by servants, the man had barely survived, both his arms broken at the elbow, cut by rusty blades upon his arms to carve out flesh and a gaping hole where his eye had been burnt out. He remembered the moments he had been taken before the Grand King who so lovingly consorted with the men of GOD. And he remembered as the servants, and government officials, of the new supposed Fidei Defensor stood by, watched, drinking and eating with their halfmen kin as he, a devout Canonist from his first breath was tortured and abused in public. 

 

"The Fidei Defensor will have answers...." The man spoke as he lowered an eyepatch around his head looking to the window with gritted teeth. "And his answer is to allow one of GODs children to suffer such. Pennance will be had..." 

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From his residential area in the Nikirala Prikaz, Andrik would be smiling as he read the letter from His Holiness, the one true Pontiff, Everard VI. "Finally, I can return to San Luciano to complete our Embassy!" remarked the Prince to his pregnant wife, Nikoleta @zuziee

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20 minutes ago, Taketheshot said:

Joseph d'Azor growled as he was assisted out of bed by servants, the man had barely survived, both his arms broken at the elbow, cut by rusty blades upon his arms to carve out flesh and a gaping hole where his eye had been burnt out. He remembered the moments he had been taken before the Grand King who so lovingly consorted with the men of GOD. And he remembered as the servants, and government officials, of the new supposed Fidei Defensor stood by, watched, drinking and eating with their halfmen kin as he, a devout Canonist from his first breath was tortured and abused in public. 

 

Ser Viktor 'the Beast' Baruch of Haense smiles the Sun's Smile as he recounts that day in Urguan. While he took no joy in the suffering of his Canonist brother, he found it rather amusing that, for the second time before the war had even been declared, Joseph d'Azor found himself in the chains of the so-called halfmen.

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6 minutes ago, indiana105 said:

 

Ser Viktor 'the Beast' Baruch of Haense smiles the Sun's Smile as he recounts that day in Urguan. While he took no joy in the suffering of his Canonist brother, he found it rather amusing that, for the second time before the war had even been declared, Joseph d'Azor found himself in dwarven chains.

"He had no issue beating his brothers in arms to death to save his own life, but shock horror when harm comes to him." remarked Walton.

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Lady Provins had been at prayer for the Emperor and Empress through numerous sleepless nights. In half a year, the fatigue of her humanity was tempered by the hand of GOD, asking her to witness the clemency laid before those most holy of monarchs in what was deemed their folly.

"I must remain stalwart and guide our people through this." Such was a refrain within her mind whenever she felt rest at her eyes, bidding her to fall to slumber even at her leaders' time of need.

 

Yet the madame did not fail, for she did not herald the Pontiff's raising of the excommunication as a goal to be achieved, but as a lesson to hold fast to her faithful heart. Thus, that night was among another in which Claude's belly lay empty in fast, her body withering as her soul was reinforced in the light of the lord's remediation; the time of the spirit was nigh.

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A young boy, hardly six scanned across the letter his father had left on his desk. Hans von Alstreim mumbled to himself, a hand moving to grip the collar of his ever-present canine as he recalled the penance walk. "Cardinal," he spoke to the dog beside him. "We muzt never do wrong lyke that, ja?" Another thought crossed him, the boy caught for a moment in a vision of his own. What if he had done wrong? It caused a mild shake to think of himself ragged and walking like Otto. "We zhould study the zcript more.. I think I might be Gott-fearing and man-fearing."

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