HABEMUS PAPAM

[christman 3559]

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The faithful, those announced, flocked to Saint Daniel’s square. They waited.

 

Six cardinals prayed in the Sistine Chapel, their heads bowed and humbled. As they whispered amongst themselves the very spirit of GOD came into the room and upon them. They conversed, solemn in their whispers. It was with their hands, guided by the very light of the Lord, each wrote;

 

Eligo in Summum Pontificem…

Villorik Cardinal Jorenus,

 

Frantzisko Cardinal Albarosa,

 

Frantzisko Cardinal Albarosa,

 

Frantzisko Cardinal Albarosa,

 

Frantzisko Cardinal Albarosa,

 

Frantzisko Cardinal Albarosa, we have a fleeper relic.

 

White smoke pillared from the chimney and a cry filled the lands that spanned across every quarter on Aevos. 

 

HABEMUS PAPAM! 

 

 

For nineteen years, the guiding light of Brandt’s lantern shone on the farthest corners of the canon realm, and then, too, seeped into the nations of other descendants. This, the Crab knew.

 

In his final year, Caius Primus fell in battle against the armies of Hexicanum. Yet his spirit remains, burning at its brightest, guiding the path paved for the new era. This, the Crab knew.

 

As the bells rang, the cardinals stepped out from the room. At their helm, the Pontiff-elect, a humbled Crab. Three-fourths of a man, crippled from his youth, becomes Vicar. Penitent in His Light, still, and now High Servant to the Exalted's’ Testaments. 

 

ASKATASUNA JAINKOAREN BITARTEZ,

 

 

 

Deunoro Lehena

 

@cadazio

[seannie 7443]

[Harald 2875]

The King of Balian, Alexander II smiled the suns smile looking over the missive! 

[DancingZebra267 1626]

Blessed Gerard gave Frantzisko a thumbs up from heaven.

[MadOne 4945]

CAIUS PRIMUS looks over to the missive, turning towards Frantzisko. "Get a hold of this guy, Frantzi-" He suddenly stops, as he turns to his side, only for Cardinal Frantzisko to be absent there, thus realising that he was now in the heavenly realm. ". . ." He sighs, brooding. . .

 

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[Malta 2811]

Masked faces chuckled in revelry, glasses clinking and drink spilling. Gathered around in a grand hall, the veterans of a 200 year war joined in shouts of victory.

"Ettorek Jainkoa! Brothers! We live another day! Bai! Bai! Bai!"

Jovial celebration continued on deep into the night, dredging up memories of time gone past.

 

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Proud of you man.

 

[Bogatyr 335]

"Eternal rest unto he, Your servant, Caivs Primvs, O Lord," Adolpha Yohānāh bid supplication, the individual beads of her rosary pouring from phalange to phalange as she looked on the restplace of the departed pontiff. Then, she looked on the column announcing the elevation of the next; "And may light everlasting shine upon he, Your servant, Devnoro Primvs, O Lord."