A CANDLEMASS IN TRVTH

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[!] This missive was sent out via courier rat, delivered in abundance to every corner of the Empire of Man [!]

 

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Goran was laying in a pond, bathing with the ducks. He then abruptly woke up with a vision from GOD. In this vision he saw himself standing with a small mass of devout Lucienists all gathered around a mound of lit candles, they were at the gates of Drusco. 

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The Wick shot up out of the water, and to his left he saw the Sacred Soldier, Gunter. To Gunter he shouted frantically "Gunter.. We must light a candle. We must return His children HOME."

 

The two of them departed, gathering candles and worshippers alike. Their mission was clear and well received; to light the dim path that these lost sheep walked, and to help return them to their shepherd. They walked for two long days and one night in hymn and prayer. On the second night they arrived at the gates of Drusco. A candle in each of their hands. The mass was tired, though their spirit did not rest.

 

Goran lit his candle, then lit his other, then dipped it to light Gunter's, Gunter then did the same. Then Friar Albert. Then Acolyte Viktor. Then Cornelius. Then slowly did the rest of the mass follow along in the actions.

 

Once each and every candle was lit the songs of worship had ended. Goran looked to the Friar with a bold and earnest smile, he dipped his head as he prepared for prayer. "Friar, would you be so kind and lead us in prayer, a prayer that might be heard by the Druscans and convince them to return home?" The Friar took not a second to respond. "Of course." He said with his spirit full of energy and love and peace, all great gifts to him from GOD.

 

After hours of endless prayer for these lost souls the loudest of all the prayers was heard from the Friar. "OH ALMIGHTY GOD, WE PRAY THAT THE LOST HEARTS, SOULS AND MINDS OF THE WORLD BE LEAD BACK TO YOUR LIGHT. WE HUMBLY ASK FOR GUIDANCE ON HOW TO PROPERLY HELP THOSE IN NEED. AMEN."

 

Then came the most beautiful sound, all at once a choir of GODLY members came together and sang AMEN. One after the other placed their candle at the door of Drusco. The flame now lit, and the prayer offered to any open ears. These candles burn forevermore, unless disturbed, as a beacon of the Lord's forgiveness and guidance toward the path back to the TRVTH.

 

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I write this to you, o’ flock of our Father.

Consider this your invitation to join us in a public CANDLEMASS in the square of Drusco in four Saint’s days. (Sunday, August 24 5pm EST)

 

 

Signed,

Father Iudas Wick

Kohen of the True Faith

 

Lord of the Wickwald, Captain of the Sacred Militia

 

[Norgeth 1894]

Captain Cornelius Fellowmere looked over the invitation, going to sign the Lorraine as he read it. “I pray that this message is heard, that this division can be solved with words and the prayerful help of GOD instead of sword or spear. Though if this brewing conflict does come to threaten the Temple, then I shall come to its glorious defence, such is my duty.” Solemnly said the Baron of Codsburg.

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Nerine Wick stared as her father wrote the missive, she didn't understand it given she was young she just mindlessly nodded along.