The Story of Keenmas

[HeyitsNano 1582]

[!] The City of Gottenthal, Ivoria, is touched by snow

 

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AS RETOLD BY FATHER HARRENIEL IN THE WINDERWUNDER MASS

 

 

“It was a long, long winter. Cold, too. The tribes of Horen were taken by this winter. In their homes, cold, hungry, oh-so-cold. Oh-so-cold, they were. Reduced to this sorry, sorry state, the tribes of Horen fell to the sin Ibliz cursed upon them. They neglected the virtues in the cold; they fell to gluttony, greed, avarice, sloth.

And so, a humble priest, an ancestor of the House Keen that so devoutly leads your tribe now—one Saint Helveticus Keen, Father Keen—journeyed among the mountain passes of Ivoria. He went from village to village with a grand staff of the Septalogue: the seven holy virtues Horen was told to spread among his tribe.

So, Father Keen traveled from village to village, and he saw their hearths dark and the villages obfuscated in a shrouded, shadowy gloom. 'Where are your fires?' Father Keen asked. The villagers lamented then, that they had grown selfish, hoarded what little they had. In doing so, in retreating to their houses, secluding themselves from each other, the scattered Ivöri across our continent destroyed what little community they had in winter!

 

 

So, Father Keen gathered the people of this village, and of nine more for a total of ten, and he lit there ten fires. Ten pyres. He taught that each pyre represented one of the Sefirot—the ten virtues, ten fashions in which the Holy Spirit does reach the mortal plane. He taught of regality, of wisdom, of understanding, of loving-kindness, strength-judgment, beauty, eternity, splendor, foundation, and order. This is how the Lord delivers His infinite self unto our world.

And so, he gathered the villagers, and he did this, and he said unto them: 'My people, sons and daughters of Ivoria: when these flames burn brightly within you,' he said, 'your homes, your hearts, and your hearths will never grow cold.' Over the night, did the pilgrim, missionary Father Keen share his rations with every one of the ten villages, encouraging them to do the same. One by one, then, they came forward, offering what little they could. As the flames grew brighter, sparks flying in the night, so too did the bonds between the Ivöri.

 

By the morning, Father Keen had rendered the village alive with laughter, and renewed their spirit. It is in remembrance of Father Keen that we do then celebrate Keenmas, and we light ten candles in recognition of his pyres and the Sefirot. Keenmas is a time of joy and reflection! Should your pyre, your candle, falter and fall unlit, you will reflect. So send your sons, send your daughters, send your children to light, and inspire unto them virtue, as Father Keen did unto the Ivöri so long ago.

 

The Lord works in mysterious ways. I have heard whispers, for one, that He has kept Father Keen on this plane, to continue his purpose of virtue-remembrance. To give, and gift the fruit of virtue, which is unyielding, to all those who light candles for him. But, should he not come, it is you—no, us! All of us, who must give.

 

It is the light of Father Keenmas that can guide us through the harshest of winters, and so. I hope it will guide you all this winter.”

 

 

MERRY KEENMAS,

His Grace, Atticus Keen, Princeps of Ivoria, Knight of Ivor, Protector of the Ivöri people, Steward of Mount Vindicta, Seneschal of the Black Mountains

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[Boom_steel 538]

A hopeful young man stayed awake in hopes of catching Keenta Claus eating the cheese and goat milk left out for him

[indiana105 5126]

"Who the **** is Saint Helveticus Keen?" the Acolyte Jan Radovanic wondered aloud. He poured over the Legenda Sanctorum and found no mention of such a Saint, nor any Keen for that matter.

[Kardika 1057]

“A Joyous day… a merry day…”

Lamention sets a plate of cookies and milk for father keenmas… and a piece of cheese for father keenmas’ helper; the cheese lord.

he grumble as he hears creaking from the basement…

”Grandpa must need his pills…”

[Coronate 5519]

“Father keen isn’t real it’s Father Krug, you’re a heretic and I’m coming to kill you soon.”

 

 

-The spear of Krugsmas.

 

 

”god bless us everyone!”

-tiny gob

[MrMojoMordor 2413]

"Nub wai - iziz whitewashin' Krugsmas. Don't iziz alreadi peep Krug az ahn Canonizt Saint?" a goblin laments from his home.

[NotFoticus 4]

Upon being informed of yet another holiday to be happy about, Sigismund grunts and opens yet another bottle of vodka.

[resurectionist 138]

Heylise closes the book with a smile as she finished reading the story to her daughter.

[Legoclub22 122]

MERRY KEENSMAS!

[sapphic_spidy 1089]

Alice pretends to read the story to try and comprehend what this means. The words confuse him more than he would admit, but he nods along anyways. He is not the biggest reader of the bunch...

[NomadicGuard 33]

"I luv me Keenmas, Keenmas is the best holiday in all of Aevos and I will kill whoever disagrees" Arkel said with a joyfilled smile

[Chrothic 74]

WE WISH YOU A MERRY KEENSMAS, WE WISH YOU A MERRY KEENSMAS, WE-

Called out a VERY merry band of JonesCorp Carolers on Keensmas Post, the day after Keensmas