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A man in a terribly tattered old cloak limps before a small gathered crowd in Sarun. He waves his silver stave about, drawing intention to himself and shouting out. His face is concealed all but his lips as they shift about forming the words of compassion and forgiveness. Words meant for the heretics of Seventis.

"People of Seventis! Dost thou know wherefore your fallacies are worshiped? Dost thou speak so plainly in heretical exclamations of thee and thou people? 'Tis not the truth, go forth into the light of our lord God and his favored son! God cries forth, your people hath abandoned the truth of the World. These voices of mine speak not of threat, but of thou ignorance! Live again, heretics, in the light of God! Your Gods are purposeless! If thou hast will to live in Asulon without thine end swift and smitten by God and his favored son, thou must come forth unto God and Horen thouselves!

Your king is false; his truth is clouded by his judgements. He hath bestowed upon you fallacy in the eyes of God and Horen. Thou must see through his ignorance! Thou must knoweth he is not evil, but ignorant. God and Horen are the truth of thine souls! The truth of thine lives! If thee willst thouselves to live in the Seven Skies again, then thou must come forth and bring thouselves into Horen and God and the Church! The rightful king of humankind, His Majesty Godfrey, first of his name, hath been ordained by God by his very blood!

If thou do not seek out redemption for thine fallacies, God, not man, will smite ye however horrid it be! No threat comes from my voice, but truth! God and Horen, not these false heresies!"

The preacher raises his hands high, the cloak still concealing his eyes and face besides his mouth. He smiles gently, his words compassionate, not accusatory.

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*hears the hooded man talk and shakes his head

"Seventis be a fine nation, I, Bishop Boiendl have been in talks with them about finding their way to Horen, they are not evil people! Whoever ye be, ye are stirring trouble where you should not! If ye were truly one for Horen and God, ye would not slander other nations with lies, go back where ever ye come from, the church so does command!"

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* Hooded Cleric Is at Boiendls Side With a shortsword at his side and His Mending Staff on his back and talks to The Bishop in a low voice only the Bishop can hear*

"This man is only one who seeks to destroy the way of the Light... Of Horen.. Seventis was already changing and he comes with slander and lies. Let the Light burn the man in eternal damnation"

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*nods to the cleric and whispers

"So it seems, I think we might have to talk to the Knights Chevalier"

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*Etienne listens in, and scoffs at the notion of Gods. He then shifts his gaze awkwardly about, hoping no one hears him.*

"Imbeciles, give them a sword they kill bodies, give them speech they kill minds."

*Etienne slips a pipe into his mouth, and gnaws on the stem. With an uneasy glance over the crowd, he hurries off.*

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The preachers scratches his head.

"Tis a mistake of mine, then. Forgive my, eh. Disturbance. I should not speak so freely of another nation without full understanding of their relationship with the Almighty.'

The man chuckles a bit and walks off, limping along with his stave.

[[Happy, do you even have a VA for 4?]]

((No, my character thought he was helping. He has no unholy beliefs.))

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Trivane Amedaius hears the preacher, astounded at his statements.

"Your statements are false; I suggest you cleanse your dirty mouth for it is full of disease and lies. You know nothing of our ways. We are seeking Renatus's help for our beliefs. Be gone! Your meddling is not accepted here!"

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Man with white hairs steps forward from a group of men from his tribe.

"Thou claim that Gods of courage, justice, harmony and wisdom are purposeless, then what is a purpose for thine God? Suffering is whats left and so is the chaos. Leave with your madness.

One God is not enough."

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The preachers scratches his head.

"Tis a mistake of mine, then. Forgive my, eh. Disturbance. I should not speak so freely of another nation without full understanding of their relationship with the Almighty.'

The man chuckles a bit and walks off, limping along with his stave.

((No, my character thought he was helping. He has no unholy beliefs.))

You're still trying to incite a rebellion, which needs 4 []

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