Enter Purity: Call Of The Clerics

[Braxis 813]

He sits in the caves of Anthos somewhere in the moutians. He knows not of what land he resides it, its ruler nor what is going on. All he knows is that there is still a single patron left who is still offering its powers to the Clerics of the realm. He knows not though, as Aerial, Gazardiael and any other who blessed clerics with powers has vanished. And only one patron remained taking over the others duties until his, her or even it’s time was to shine and to be recognized by the World and the mortals. But most of all The Clerics. The Prophet still knees down holding his warstaff tightly as he continuously prays keeping hope dear to him hoping all is not abandoned and all of this is a lie, but that hope is fading and fast.  

As he sense his final hours of his willpower fading after and uncountable of time has been spent praying to one who seemed to never answer like his students and fellow clerics have in the past.   He grunts as he feels his willpower fading as soon as he is about to break he sense a calming feeling of Hope take over along with Purity.  And slowly in his head a symbol or something appears.





It was him, The  Aengul who has not forsaken the Clerics, mortals or their domain In the same of a Golden Stag ever so pure. The Prophet stood his ground and continued to pray but slower as he listened to what the Patron had to It was partly unclear but first he heard was the  Patron Aengul’s name Tahariae and he heard of his observations of the followers of Aerial and Gazardiael and thier love and devotion to thier world and patron. He told them of the sadness he saw when thier patrons abandoned them when Asulon came to be. And how he was granting them his might of purity and healing allowing the clerics of the two patrons to use thier magic thought to be granted upon them by the other two patrons. And with the new world on the horizion and with a few still dedicated to the Patrons still willing to serve he has told them he shall answer their call. But much change is to come.

He spoke of the new ways of the Order and to any clerics that are to follow. If any are not to thier powers will slowly fade away as Tahariae  would not give his gift to ones who do not follow his clerics or to any who to break his code of Purity  or any who go astray from his flock.  He spoke of how slowly the power would fade away in a few days but if they harmed an innocent the powers would be ripped from thier souls leaving them permanently scarred never again to take up the Clerical powers.

As More was told to him all he did was listen and continued his prayer the hope and purity he kept close to him, paid off. Once the Angual of Purity was done telling him of what he needed to know. He simply stood as the presence faded away nodding to himself “It, Is Time..Rebirth must be done, purity must be done, and ways to restore, and mistakes to fix.” He grips his silver warstaff tightly as he makes his way out. He enter his small hovel in Anthos as he begins to write several letters. He finishes he grumbles about wanting to eat now after not doing so for the last few days but he shrugs it off as he walks to his raven cage. Attaching a letter to each Raven takes flight in search for a Cleric or High Cleric only those who fully know the might of the light would receive the letter from their prophet.

“My Brothers of the Light, it is time I have made my return, I have been praying to the patron of whom has not forsaken us and the mortal people. As Aerial, Ghaadriel and the others have gone silent to our prayers. But all hope is not lost, as it never truly is. There is still one Patron willing to allow us to serve him, to keep purity in the realm  and allow hope to flow through the people. I have sensed many grave things, as if evils were arising from multiple places, I have only felt this when my homelands in Aegis were burnt to the ground. I pray to our new patron Tahariae that I am wrong.

If not we will have much to do, and much to give. We soon shall be gathering to find a new home until then convert to the new patrons way and follow his code below if not, your powers will be stripped by Tahariae I pray that the pure members still have faith, as I have.”

The Letter is Signed “Clerical Prophet Braxis”

The Cleric walks over and sits on a chair gripping his staff tightly as he gazes into the distance waiting for the Ravens to Return.

[if you were in the Clerical Order and were a Cleric-High Cleric You would get this letter, Respond if you were one. Pupils and Paladins [[Now Protectors/Guardians]] May not respond since they do not get it in rp.]]

[mr.gerp 21]

((What would you get if you were rply a disciple, but were able to use cleric magic?))

[Braxis 813]

[[ if you know the healing magic then you are a cleric as the previous guild thread stated]]

[hosper 77]

*Hosper is perched atop a hill side staring at the ice wall near the eleven capital. Staring lost in thought as he often found himself now, lost without the guidance and drive to move forward, to keep fighting. Something out of the normal happened through a raven was hopping about his feet. Noticing a note attached to the birds leg he become intrigued, he reads the note.*

 

"Well it seems it is time for us to return, work must begin and the light shall be spread."

 

*Grabs at the head of his staff which he keeps clutched to his side*

 

"It is time to return to the noble path... the path of the gods. Aeriel has fled us but Tahariae... there is hope,furthermore there is work to be done"

 

*Frantically scrolls down a brief message with energy and willpower that he has felt in so long. The note reads:*

 

My prophet,

I am ready to resume are work. I shall continue my prayer but it seems I shall be praying to a different patron. May Tahariae guide us all. I have had many interested prospects who desire to become pupils. It seems that the light may have a stronger presence in this new land. You are clearly able to contact me so I am at your disposal at any time 

 

Hosper Blackthorn

 

*Hosper rolls up the note and attaches it to the ravens leg. The raven immediately takes flight. Watching the bird leave he takes up the staff head.*

 

"I have some work ahead of me"

 

*He practically skips down the hill* 

 

 

[Eledyr 85]

*reads the letter and frowns "A letter from Braxis? First he ignores the letters I post and send and now he expects me to come running back?" He takes out a quill and starts writing down a reply*

Braxis,
First of all congratulations on coming back to the 'real' world, I must say I didn't expect to every hear from you again. I received your message, and to be honest it has managed to dissapoint me...
However I have stayed true to the faith, and I will do so now more than ever, sadly however I will not simply come running back to you like a dog that runs to his master after being kicked. I have said it before and I say it again, the order needs change, new leaders and a new mentality. Should nothing change, I fear I cannot stay, no matter how strong my believes I cannot server under men that return when the future seems bright for them. And yes, I am speaking of Hosper . I know that the order has changed and the way it works however I still think that we need a meeting between all clerics and paladins alike, to chose new 'leaders' and decide upon what comes next.


(besides the pupils ofcourse). If this meeting is not held I fear that we must part ways...
Signed,
Eledyr

*Eledyr re-reads the letter and sends it off*

((edited because it wasn't finished when I accidentally first posted it))

[mr.gerp 21]

Aerin casts another line into the lake, and props the fishing pole on a nearby boulder. He begins to write a letter back to Braxis in charcoal on a nearby tree stump.

"Braxis,

This is all very strange, and I find it hard to take in that our old patrons abandoned us. However, I trust your faith in Taharae, and this Aengul will lead us to greatness. We should talk.

~Aerin."

 

The letter is sent back to Braxis.