Bashar al-Assad

"Deployed."

((Religion is an entirely different matter than politics and nobility. And Salvus follows the same religion as Oren. Nuff said.))

A Raevir peasant looks over to Rose "Since when do you know what the Creator wills? And what exactly is against his will?"

Tears of joy emerge from Edward's eyes, somehow hearing of the excommunication in the fiery blazes of the 7th level of the nether.

((Wouldn't the House be relatively inbred at this point from the years of isolation in Aegis?))

((My thoughts exactly.))

((I don't get recognition as the bastard who came to be religious head of Salvus?))

"In the darkest hours, religion shines through. The light of the Creator cast away the shadows, letting greed and lust slink away back into the depths which it came. O Creator, bless those who humble thyself under you, our lord. Be the shepherd for the flock and guide the lost to salvation." An old friar preaches to the refugees on the docks.

((The government of Galahar might want to get on the same page...))

Father Raymond facepalms at that. If they truly did want to repent then they would go to the High Pontiff.

Edward knew Scicle would have gone to cat heaven. He was a good cat.

(( Actually I participated in constructing a small human fort with aid from Oren. We held off the orcs but were forced to abandon it when we realized the orcs would never halt their assaults. Honestly, a small fort is fine but a settlement is useless.))

Father Raymond hears the news and lets out a heavy sigh. Another family gets trapped in the fiery inferno of the nether just because it was a suicide. No burial for them.