TO THE MORON CHURCH

[Frisket 4538]

“For once in my life I never thought to say this… But Good on him?”

 

The High Witch contemplated, knowing the disdain she had for the modern preist besides two. This was actually one of the many good things that has come out from the Imperial scribes hand, or atleast she called it good. Though somewhere in that line of thought, she believed four innocent halflings were killed.

[KaiserJacobII 1456]

Lothaire paces back and forth. He was bombarded by two ominous, potentially career-altering, potentially, God-forbid, life-altering decrees in a single day. The Bell rings - bad news! The bell rings again - bad news! All before Vespers. "Oy merde! I guess this is happening," he laments.

[wowj 9747]

"KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL." A Godfreyist Cultist plotted in the shadows, though his yelling of the word 'kill' repeatedly probably didn't help his secret plotting.

[Tide1 4535]

An auld restorer of man chuckled, and quietly so. "Of all the old Imperial traditions - I didn't think we would see this one so soon. Morons, indeed, my son."

[Nectorist 12869]

 

As the counter-declarations of High Priest and Emperor capture the attentions of Rittersburg, Valentin Burgundy withdraws to his office. He sets a dagger before himself.

[mojanghunter 566]

Upon William’s chest was traced the figure of Lorraine, signed by his own hand. In no way was that Alstion remiss in casting aside the strange pontiff, all the more gladly now that it was commanded by the Emperor himself. Thus, a quick prayer he murmured to those exalted Four, for GOD and Emperor.

[Xtessisold222 484]

"Ave Imperium" the proud Helane shouted whilst beating on his shield

[_Sug 2809]

Sir Hughes Augustus d'Amaury sits within the forests of the Crownlands, surrounded by a group of fellow Wytcher and aspirants. The fire before them cracked and snapped in the silence of the night which they found themselves engulfed in. Hughes, a devout Cannonist and traditionalist of his virtues rubbed his hands together in prayer. A prayer, offered for that of the Emperor Hadrian I and the blessings of power which the Lord had bestowed upon his bloodline.  The second, for the souls of the so called 'True Faith' which had found themselves turning into rabbi and folley few rather than priestly beings, so that they might return to the chosen faith of GOD and repent. In his heart, he knew the Emperor to be of Good Heart, though masked by his behaviors, it was truly just that one of his knights would forever more pray for the soul of his liege, despite their differing faiths. A trivial matter of spilled blood of the collared men of the True Faith troubled him not, fore the d'Amaury knew that GOD had not chosen those men to be  true priests and shepherds like those of Cannonist make, though, he knew Anslem and cherished him deeply as a man, no Church blood had been spilled, or more so that of the True Church of Man, the Pontificate of Cannonism in the mind of the Knight.  Hadrian had done no wrong.

[christman 3529]

Mattia of Tyria passed through bloated Imperial streets and overheard the excited gossip of peasants who clung to the notice boards like flies. Our most merciful God blest man with a Crown long before any Crozier, he thought, the Emperor's mandate will prevail.

[Ramon 5186]

"Mistakes of the past are mistakes of the past,"

Hummed Sir Rudolf Barclay as he prepared to end the day with Canonist prayer, as ever he had, albeit secretly, while pondering on the day's events.

"We best learn from them and move on to the future. One Canonist Church, under which all rites might congregate, past tribulations or no,"

Lighting some votive candles before he began. Three for the known Exalted, and one for the one still to come. 

"The Lucienists have truly made a mess of the last two generations. And left wounds on the Church that only divine mercy could ever hope to heal,"

He pondered on. Gone then to light the last of the votive candles he had intended to. These being dedicated to a plethora of saints.

"I am glad, if anything, that I can at least express it properly without being denied the sacraments - Owynist myself or no - as they were so eager to,"

He slowly came to a conclusion, lighting the final of his set of votive candle for the day after. This last being dedicated to Saint Sigismund.

"It is ironic. Much as we Owynists and Sigismundites have been at eachother's throats, the Lucienists have brought about an unique situation.."

He actually concluded now.

"Indeed, with their continued recklessness and swordtaking to our Church they have somehow, by bringing it so low, managed to endanger both."

Then thereafter content to begin with prayer. For the purity of the faith, the present Church, the Empire, etc. 

[Dyl 2088]

Father Zeno shook his head as he was delivered word of his defrockment. He did not understand why the Church was so insistent on dividing mankind. He did not think less of the Church for denying an Exalted. He thought less of the Church for their attempts to kill innocents and divide the first empire in centuries. He prayed they would rethink their path, for they were all sons and daughters of Horen. They did not need to continue fighting.

[nunlover 579]

"Wow, so the Church killed everybody for nothing? What a great use of 8 months." Scoffed an old Druscan warrior...