On the Cursed Children, 645 A.A

[Nectorist 12869]

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With this document, I condemn no few souls, corrupted as they are, to lives of exile, fear, and blood, in such a manner that has rarely seen its equal across history. I wish to believe that there are good souls among them, that I may save them, but I cannot deny what I have been told, nor what is demanded of me by my flock. They are a people, a creature, that will be witting agents of the Ibleesian forces that assail the Kingdom of Virtue. I am the shield of these people, these Faithful, the defender of not just the Faith, nor the Church, but of what may be considered good and aligned with righteousness. I must maintain my sympathies, so that I am not unmade further, but I cannot allow my resolve to waver. Corswain and Andromede are unflinching in their prescription of justice, and it is by their example that I must follow.

 

It would be easier if they all submitted themselves. I would be able to intercede, perhaps prevent their foretold damnation, but I understand it to be a misplaced hope. I have one family now- my sons and daughters- and it is the role of the father to shield them from the wicked. I am already forgetting to care. Is it something I should fear? Will this choice be easier in the future? My soul burns with white fire while my heart is cold: I preach of the gentle hand, speak to Maurus and Solene of the better way, but why must the fires within me consume but never warm?

 

14th of Godfrey’s Triumph, 645 A.A

On the Cursed Children

After a period of thorough investigation, it has been determined by Us and Our most knowledgeable scholars of the Faith that the Cursed Children, while not inherently of a nature that will necessarily lead them to partake in the practice of the accursed Warlocks, are of a culture that aligns their pursuits towards those most unacceptable to the health of the Faithful society. While We harbor sympathy for the plight that these creatures face on the condition of their accursed birth, We cannot ignore the ability that they have had, being permitted to dwell among the Faithful, to take up more wholesome practices. As evidenced numerous times, the hand of well-meaning which has been extended, if not with an entirely-open palm, has been struck away before trust could be cultivated. The decisions taken by the broad community of the Cursed Children have, in Our eyes, deemed them unfit to dwell within the society of the Faithful, neither as equals nor as lessers. 

 

Upon the promulgation of this document, all Cursed Children are to be given a period of one Saint’s Week to withdraw themselves from the Borders of the Virtuous, defined as all lands within or sworn to the Princes of the Faith. Those who resist or attempt to remain are to be summarily executed. Those who are found, whether within or outside of the lands of the Faith, are to be summarily executed. Those estates, cities, and societies which harbor them shall be the subject of crusade.

 

Let it not be said that We are hypocrites, decrying the free-will exercised by the Cursed Children and their society while condemning them wholly to damnation on account of their birth. Those who are Faithful, who will aid in the fight against their wicked creators, shall be conditionally permitted to prove their devotion to the light through service to the Lord, which in turn shall provide their souls, destined for damnation, a means to be saved by miracle of God, for their Virtue and faithfulness to Him shall certainly not receive punishment. All those who align themselves with the good of the world are to write to Us posthaste, so that they may be, after a brief period of testing, conscripted into the Wayward Legion. While service to the Church shall not confer the status of subject within the Imperium, as according to secular law, it will remove the Church’s writ of execution.

 

 

THE HOLY MOTHER CHURCH OF THE TRUE FAITH

Under GOD maintained by His Holiness Caius II

[JediMaestro 240]

Deep within the halls of the Artifai cathedral, a lone nun sits within a confessional booth. Tears dot the manuscript that flutters in her trembling hand, whose knuckles are nearly as white as the habit that covers her body. Quiet sobs escape her mouth, too soft to be heard outside the booth, but audible to anyone sitting on the other side.

 

But the other side is empty. No priest listens to her woes; no magister extends grace.

 

Nobody is listening.

 

Edited March 13 by JediMaestro

[Wolfy-D 468]

Alone in her travels through far off forests Astrid reads the many missives collected from the empire, no one in sight as she reads through them. As she realizes the purpose of this missive in particular she stops, reading closer to make sure she is understanding it correctly. after a moment she mutters "so they take over the world. . . and then kill all the interesting people?" - "who are they going to rule if everyone is dead?" she then contemplates buying several homes across the imperial realms and put voidal tears in each.

[Anbennar 2351]

"That's it, I'm dead." Muttered from the lips of Magemaster Elizar Suneater Kagura, decisive, yes, decisive action must be taken. Eternal Damnation for your people. 

[Coronate 5519]

"Let our blades sever their connection to Ixris, for their only salvation is death!" Robert, boy squire, withdrew his blade and shouted in zealous excitement.

[Cheese 8882]

". . . And this," Muttered a winged woman from a secluded perch, "is exactly why the gift of flight has become so necessary." A small step, and then a jump, before she leapt off of the tree where she had resided. Not everyone was so lucky to find refuge in the sky and away from the cruelty of man, but she could only hope that one particular devil might.

[spaazmatism 1018]

A Prince, far overseas, frowns.

"Aw."

[xo31 3979]

A convicted Monk-Herald and devil read the contents with a mixed expression.

 

"Those who deserve to live, shall find life."

[ferdaboy 3472]

A knight fed upon the corpse of a cursed child as the news was brought to him

[KeiaTypeBeat 3277]

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[ChainedDragons 1374]

Bron stares at the document. "Vy know... ea knew ea had gotten eam hopes up again. Believing that this new pontiff would be different.. it doesn't appear to be the case." He tosses the parchment into the fireplace, a huff leaving him. "Death circles but ea will keep being one step ahead.. just let eam luck hold." 

[Midnight_Runner1 48]

he would skim over the document as he read it in his head, he started to think about if god would protect the pontiff if some cruel fate were to befall upon him.... or would god see this as justice

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. . . no

[johnnydeath6 229]

"This is complete and utter ******* lunacy" Commented a captain at the blatant injustice being written.

[Karina 1882]

Sylvara couldn't stop herself from laughing. It felt like some form of righteous vindication. She wondered to what extent, the seeds of hatred she had spread; had contributed to this. The devoted darkspawn hunter shifted a crossbow back onto her shoulder, donning her armor before the culling to come. 

[DancingZebra267 1626]

Saint Gerard of Lemonhill stood beside Saint High Pontiff Caius I within the Seven Skies, his fingers tracing the Lorraine. "Holy, holy indeed is the work of the Vicar of GOD, righteous and everlasting!" 

 

Hans von Aesterwald read over the missive with a grin. "Zat's mein High Pontiff!" he declared with clear approval. With that, he set the parchment aside and returned to the grindstone, resting his blade against the wheel as it began to turn, sharpening the steel of his blade.