TO FEAR ONCE MORE.

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[!] A notice is spread across the Imperium of Man, by wicked imps carrying heaps of paper, cackling with their saggy, useless mouths.

 

 

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FIRST, ATOP HUMBLE STEEDS, CLAD IN ARMOR OF SELF-DECLARED RIGHTEOUSNESS, CAME THE WARRIORS OF OWYN, BEARERS OF SOME HOLY FLAME. A MORTAL FLAME. A FALLIBLE FLAME. IN THEIR HUMBLE STEEDS AND SELF-RIGHTEOUS GLORY, THEY DECLARED HUMANITY PARAMOUNT, AND DECLARED WAR TO BE HOLY. FROM THE HEIGHT OF THEIR HILL, THEY ORCHESTRATED THE FALL OF THE WORLD INTO THEIR GRASP. THE SAME MEN WHO VENERATE GOD, IN COLLUSION WITH BEINGS THAT THEIR FLOCK SO GLEEFULLY ACCEPTED AS “ANGELS”. VERILY, IT SEEMS, THAT HUMANITY DOES NOT KNOW HOW TO DISTINGUISH THEIR ANGELS FROM THEIR DEMONS, AND THEIR DEMONS FROM THEIR ANGELS. VERILY, IT SEEMS, THAT THE MAN CLAD IN CLOTH THAT HARKS THE LOUDER, IS THE ONE HEARD. THE HOLY MOTHER CHURCH IS DEAD - INFECTED BY PARASITES THAT EMBOLDEN AND ENGROSS THEMSELVES ALONG THE YEARS. THEY HAVE FORGOTTEN THE MEANING OF FEAR. THIS MUST BE RECTIFIED. THE PARASITES OF THE CHURCH MUST LEARN TO FEAR AGAIN.

 

“ 9 SO I FIND THAT PROFESSING YOURSELVES TO BE WISE, YOU HAVE MADE YOURSELVES FOOLS. 10 YOU HAVE TRADED THE GLORY OF THE LORD GOD WITHOUT PEER FOR THE IMPERFECTIONS OF MEN. 11 EVEN IN OUR TIME WE BEAR THE FAILURE OF HOREN, FOR THE CORRUPTION OF IBLEES LASTS. “

 

 

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SECOND, ATOP GOLDEN STEEDS, CLAD IN ARMOR OF THE FALSE DIVINE, CAME THE WARRIORS OF MALCHADIAEL, BEARERS OF AN IMMORTAL FLAME BORN FROM THE SIN OF PRIDE. IN THEIR GOLDEN STEEDS AND WICKED ARMOR, THEY DECLARED THEIR LORD TO BE ANGEL, AND SO GLEEFULLY DID THE FLOCK OF A BROKEN CHURCH ACCEPT THE FOREIGN AS RIGHTEOUS. FROM THE HALLS OF THEIR CHAPTERS, THE BLIND SERVANTS OF MALCHADIAEL GREW IN THEIR NUMBER, AND VERILY DID THEY FALL THEMSELVES TO COLLUDING WITH FORCES BEYOND MORTAL COMPREHENSION, FOR THEY UNDERSTOOD THE FLAW OF THE WORLD - AND YET, THEY STILL SEEK DOMINANCE OVER THIS WORLD, FOR THE SAKE OF SOME PURITY OR BALANCE, WHILE FAILING TO REALISE THAT THEY ARE THE VERY REASON THE SCALES ARE TIPPED. THE TEMPLARS OF MALCHADIAEL, ROTTEN MEN AND WOMEN WITH BROKEN DREAMS, MUST LEARN TO FEAR AGAIN.

 

“ 6 THE LORD IS THE LORD GOD WITHOUT PEER, BUT YOU HAVE FAILED IN YOUR DEFENSE OF HIS WORD. 7 INDEED, YOUR OWN BROTHERS MINGLE THE WORD OF LESSER BEINGS AMONG HIS, AND LAPSE IN HIS COMMANDS FOR FAVOR OF NEW AND FOREIGN WAYS. “

 

 

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THIRD, CAME THE DOGS OF BURGUNDIC ILK, ATOP WICKED STEEDS OF WAR, DRAPED IN VENGEANCE AND WAR-LUST. THESE MEN OF SIN - OF PRIDE, TEMPTATION, VIOLENCE - CLIMBED TO THE TOP OF THE HOLY HILL, PROCLAIMING THEMSELVES SAVIOR OF HUMANITY. IN SUBJUGATING THE WORLD, THE DOG PROCLAIMS ITSELF DRAGON, AND YET, A DRAGON IT IS NOT. VERILY, THE BURGUNDIC DOG IS A WYVERN, AND ITS NAME IS VARGENGOTZ, FOR THE LORD OF THE HELLS HAS SENT THE BURGUNDIC DOG TO CONQUER AND PILLAGE THE WORLD IN HIS STEAD. FOR VARGENGOTZ CALLS FORTH THE THREE GREATEST DECEIVERS OF MEN IN ORDER TO SOLIDIFY HIS CONQUEST; JUSTICE, GLORY AND REWARD. VERILY, THE BURGUNDIC DOG, HIDDEN ‘NEATH COWLS OF DRAGON-KIN, HAS SUMMONED THESE DECEIVERS. AN EMPIRE BUILT ATOP SIN, PROCLAIMING ITSELF THE KINGDOM OF GOD, MAY NEVER TRULY RECEIVE HIS GRACE, AND WILL NEVER TRULY KNOW THE GRACE OF HIS SKIES. THE BURGUNDIC DOG MUST LEARN TO FEAR AGAIN.

 

“ 6 THE FIRST WYRM IS VARGENGOTZ, AND HE GOES FORTH TO CONQUER AND TO RULE. 6 HIS SIX HEADS BEAR SIX CROWNS, WHICH ARE THE GREAT KINGDOMS OF THE WORLD, AND HE LETS NO EVIL BE SPOKEN OF HIM. “

 

 

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THE VERY HELLS REBUKE YOU. I REBUKE YOU. FOR IN THINE SIX CROWNS, THINE LAUREL, AND THINE FALSE ANGEL, THE CROWN OF THE IMMORTAL HAS YET TO BE CLAIMED, CONQUERED OR SUBJUGATED. IN THINE FALSE GLORY, IT IS THE MAGNITUDE OF THE HELLS WHICH SHALL TEACH YOU HOW TO FEAR AGAIN, TEACH YOU THAT YOU ARE BUT MORTALS, THAT YOU ARE BUT FALLIBLE MEN. YOUR CHURCH HAS UNDERSTOOD THE VERY CONCEPT WHICH WE UTILISE TO BOASTFULLY; GOD IS A WEAPON, AND HIS WORD IS THE DEADLIEST OF ALL. I AM NOT LIKE MY ILK, COWERING IN COWLS OF ANONYMITY. YOU WILL KNOW MY NAME. YOU WILL KNOW THAT WHICH I CLAIM, FOR VERILY YOU ACCEPTED THE CLAIM OF THE FALSE, THE WICKED, THE DISTURBED.

 

I AM SALATIEL.

I AM THE INTERCESSOR OF GOD.

THE PRINCE AND ANGEL OF FEAR.

 

AND IT IS THROUGH MY ACTIONS, MY WILL, THAT THE RACE OF MAN WILL LEARN TO FEAR ONCE MORE. IT IS THROUGH MY AGENCY THAT YOU WILL FACE THE VERY PITS OF HELL, FOR YOU ARE CONDEMNED TO IT. THE FALSE PREACHER, THE WICKED TEMPLAR, THE BURGUNDIC DOG. EACH HEAD OF THE WYVERN SHALL BE CUT, AND BY TRUE FLAME AND SWORD, THE UNFILTERED PURITY OF THE IMMORTAL WILL RAVAGE ACROSS THE WORLD OF THE IMPURE.

“ 26 SO THE WORLD IS A PIT OF SUFFERING. “

[spaazmatism 1041]

The newly crowned lord of imps that sat beside his master, the one who penned this missive, did not fully understand it. Or, really understand it at all. Though, what he understood pleased him.

Soon, The Empire of Man would fear once more, and the bidding of the Hand and the Eye would be done. He cackled and muttered to himself in Ilzakarn, before skittering off to cause some minor inconvenience.

[winterblood 11181]

Solene chases one of these courier imps away from her orphanage with a broom!  When she thinks all is at peace, she finds her goat eating the scattered missives of warning within the courtyard and scrambles to collect them all.

[Amesti 247]

On a visit to Silasia to pick up some more of her things, Diolinda saw one of the rotten little imps. She reluctantly accepted a paper and scanned over it. She couldn't say she disagreed with large swathes of the notice. In fact, it wasn't until the very end that she properly found herself in any sort of negative mood about the words. She blew out a sigh and folded the paper up. It was stored away so she might go home and show it to her family. The notice would serve as further assurance for herself that the family's move was a good choice.

[BlauRps 545]

SHWING! The Imp would fall bisected as white flames crackled on the blade of the Templar, Once-Dawnservant now-Enlightened Mind, picked up the missive with his free hand as he stowed away his sword as he walked away from corpse of the imp.

 

While he agreed with MOST of what the author wrote, he could not agree with how Templars were explained and how the author proclaimed himself as an Angel.

 

”These false messengers need to learn when enough is enough, this ‘Salatiel’ is not better than the Auspice of Justice, Raguel…”

 

He spoke to himself before casting the missive into a nearby campfire as he made the journey back home.