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A Discovery by the Petra


Lo unto the flock of Petra,

 

Your Bishop proudly announces a great, miraculous discovery along the banks of our great River Petra. As a laborer working in the vineyards of our countryside took to fishing during his allotted window for supper, he came across several fragments of bone buried in the muds along the bank of the river. Collecting these fragmentary bones, many of them indistinguishable shatterings save a few recognizable finger and knuckle bones, the laborer collected them in a small box with the intent of bringing them to the sheriff the next day to see if they matched the profile of the recently-missing Miss Belinda de Roth.

 

However, as he returned home that night, set the box underneath his bed, and went to sleep, the laborer was visited in a dream. Before him stood the personage of Saint King Caius of the Westerlands sitting atop a steed with a great range of mountains in the distance. He was flanked by a dozen clowns on each side, who all danced and sang. When the laborer tried to cry out in fear, only a honk came where his voice would have been, but he was soon calmed by the saintly king. The Saint King Caius told him that the bones that the man had found along the banks of the Petra were his own, and that they had been carried in a small pouch by the eldest daughters of the de Roth family for generations to ward off evil spirits. Belinda de Roth, in whatever incident had caused her disappearance, dropped her pouch and spilled from it the bones of the saint, which were found by the laborer.

 

Having been visited in his dream and assured that it was a true visitation from the saint, the laborer visited your Bishop to relay all that he had experienced. After administering the proper tests and rituals to confirm the truthfulness of the laborer, Your Bishop came to the conclusion that the man had spoken with truth, and that the bones were indeed those of the Saint King Caius. The laborer willingly handed over the bones, and for it The Bishop allowed him a special exemption from his work in the vineyards for a fortnight.

 

The bones were in turn given to Sir Lucien of Blackwald, who has proven himself to be a faithful servant of God and a pious knight faithful to the chivalric code. With these bones, a great sword was crafted at the forges of Amathea, which housed the necessary supplies to make such a weapon befitting of the man. Together, your Bishop and the good knight made a weapon of boomsteel that will stand the test of time. It is in this blade that the bones of Saint King Caius of the Westerlands are infused, where they will serve the good of Canondom for generations.

 

To celebrate this miraculous discovery, your Bishop declares a feast to be held at his personal expense in the coming months. It is evident that good fortune has come to bless the Commonwealth.

 

Father Blackwater

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"Saint King Caius got cremated he was an Owynist! You caan't doooo thiiiiiiisss!!!!" shrieks a seething Owynist clergyman, voice cracking as he goes into Hyspian curses. 

 

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