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  1. INTO THE GROUND “As in the old days of Horen, the ground was rent and Iblees’ chains directed the fallen, and the faithful were beset by horror.” (Gospel 5:40) PER CRUCEM VINCEMUS In the past month, His Majesty Karl III, has but offered simple requests upon the lands of Norland. To transfer such righteous titles and lands unto Haense, in exchange the motherly shield of Haense was offered outwards to them, a token as that of an olive branch. Yet upon the fool ears of Norland did these words of peace find no home, for it was not respect and vocal exchange returned unto Karl III. Instead the King of Norland Odin Freyson turned not to man, and not unto GOD, for instead he took evil into his heart, his body not his but a vessel for evil. In such I name him not Odin but I name him Saul; for he is nothing but a puppet to Iblees. “Thus Saul worked Iblees’ iniquity in Horen’s camp, and it came that a great many there were corrupted.” (Gospel 2:33) “And he ensnared Saul in his chains, and the impostor’s body stood again.” (Gospel 2:57) While these are but words upon paper they are the given truth seen by myself and the young Prince Marius Audemar. For it was upon a simple horse we rode forth to travel Norlandic lands in search of men who hold the spirit of GOD within thy heart yet have deaf ears so as to enlighten them. Yet- before us we found not a city of man, but a city swallowed by the earth, as if the chains of Iblees’ itself were torn asunder. No stone left unturned, no tree unfelled, we found but disaster upon the city of Dùnrath. Yet in the ruin it was still peace we sought, yet peace we found not, for once mortal man, was but turned to mindless slave, dig they did, speak they did not. To them the sign cross was not but a gesture of the hand, for their evil knew no bounds, their soul was but gone from their flesh, unbound, free in the seven skies. For it is these who I pray for tonight, that one day we may lay to rest their bodies, despite the lacking of soul. Flesh of man turned to machine of war, so that Saul Freysson may build works of war without rest. “Their enemy is Iblees, who cowers in the Void. And in his army are Iblees’s slaves, the Saulicians and the apostates, consorters with Iblees, witches, and all those who serve them.” (Auspice 3:42-43)
  2. Upon receiving missive from the Cardinal the young Acolyte wrote a quick letter. ( @LPT) "Venerable Cardinal James Griffiths, Your missive has reached me in great haste, I've attached an amended copy of my thesis for your review, such that it may be more pleasing to your eyes. Beyond that perhaps we may find common time and ground to discuss such matters upon which you may disagree. In the light of GOD, Acolyte Cailin. "
  3. Thesis on the proliferation of the scrolls (Gospel of Horen: 5-9; paraphrased and commentary) From the earlier days of Horen’s kin, thy’ have been snuck up on by the creeping presence of sin. At that time Ibless suffered in the void, gone from the grace of GOD, so man did prosper. Yet then as man became more worldly, so did his appetite for sin, and so man and kin found them separate from each other: mountains, forest, desert, and plains. While the scrolls tell us of the very origin of Horen’s kin, they also tell us of our downfall, for man without GOD. Is akin to man without water, for his throat will suffer for water, as his soul will suffer for GOD. (Gospel of Horen: 14-25; paraphrased and commentary) Horen feeling the separation of GOD from the soul, he feared, so he prayed, upon him was granted a message, a grotto in the east. Yet while Horen sought, he took upon pilgrimage. In his absence man held not true, for man did sin, from the void, creeping, haunting did Ibless arise. Within the guise of Horen did Ibless preach, spreading, infecting man. In the everyday life of man, one must ask, does man live by the scroll? Walk upon the street and turn to strangers, ask upon them, speak to them; does the common man know the scrolls, does the common man know the lifeblood of GOD? If we are to look at the scrolls as the word of GOD given unto man so that man may live in the shadow of bis being, in the image of his desire, then should man not know the scrolls by heart? Should a man not carry the scrolls as he carries a blade? In conclusion; I look upon the current life of man, to be shallow, without the depth and heart of GOD. In my mind, the common man has not lost the path of GOD purely, but nor does man nourish his soul with the word of GOD daily as he should. Look upon the stands of a market, see not copies of the cannon, see not copies of the scrolls. Moving forward in my path, every step I shall take will be nourished in the light and love of GOD. I look for a future; where man will find the scrolls within his heart, within the marketplace, within the common tavern. In pursuit of this purpose, I propose an effort to print and distribute the scrolls across the land, till man does learn, till man does taste the nectar of GOD’s word once more. In GOD and faith Written by; Acolyte Cailin
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    Born in the lands Eleveness in south-western Almaris, she and her family lived in quite a peaceful time in their woodland home, enduring no major hardships within their life, especially the lighter hardships that elves might have to deal with. But this would not be always the case for one year her hometown was attacked by a giant dragon creature during her later years, a great god Azdromoth! Covering the skies in fire and smoke, her and her mom hid away in the roots of a tree as the forest burnt around them, and they did their best to take refuge. The last sight of her father was as he ran off in his golden coloured armor, the sun glinting off it as he ran forward o try and help more people escape the burning city. When the smoke cleared and trees were not but ash, she and her mom crept out of the roots of the tree that had hide within looking outwards onto the destruction, her mom having harsh burns over her arms legs and shoulders up that would lead to her passing shortly after from the wounds. After seeing so much ruin in a short time she decided to head outwards into the broader world rather then staying behind with the final memory of her mother and father who left the world on that bad day. This has lead her off on a road of adventure across the lands, looking for new things to pursue and now she looks for a home in the north of the continent.
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