Octavion

((You knew what I meant. No need to discuss this further, this is an RP post so lets keep it that way. An FM is free to hide this if they want, to remove any clutter from here.))

Somewhere in the Seven Skies, Godanistan sheds a single tear. ((It's nice to see that you were willing to come out and actually do this publicly. Not many would be willing to actually make a bi-sexual character.))

A reply is swiftly sent off, carried by an Eventide Levy to be delivered Nym Vala. The message would appear to be of a darkened, brownish color. It would be sealed by a clasp, and on the front would be imprinted the symbol of the Order of the Eventide Dominion. It would read as follows: To Nym Vala, Brother under God, Your application to join the Dominion has been read over by the Inquisitors and Auxiliary Head, and it is appreciated that you desire to enter within the ranks of the Order as a Levy. We have determined that your application will suffice to allow you to enter within our Keeps Halls for an interview conducted by either myself or Inquisitor Viktor. Your skills will certainly be useful to the Order and the Creator, and your desire for more knowledge about the Creator is admirable. You will be contacted with the next couple of Elven days at the most by another messenger of the Eventide who will escort you to our Keep. If all goes well, you will be accepted and given the title of Levy. The Creator bless, Alistair Benedict, Inquisitor

Benedict, Inquisitor in the Eventide Dominion, stands towards the back listening to to the discontent in the crowd with a disgusted expression on his face. He begins to mumble under his breath. "These people call us heinous insults, criticizing our ways when we merely wish to bring peace to these lands? They support a man who committed awful, terrible, and heretical crimes that would be considered immoral to even the most villainous of criminals, yet they harass us? This is truly perplexing." He walks off, confused and upset by the poor reactions of the people when all the Eventide hoped to accomplish was get rid of crime in the streets of Malinor.

(Yeah, this really should be pinned) Under Orders & Cults, could you please add the 'Eventide Dominion'?

Benedict sits down at his desk again the following Elven day, and reads over the new applications. After discussing them with the other Inquisitor, they send the verdicts out. Both messages would read the following: To the Applicant, Your application has been reviewed by the leadership, and we have decided you are fit for entrance in to the Eventide Dominion as levy's, and from there we shall see. You will be sent directions to our new keep within the next Elven day, and once you arrive you will be subject to an interview to see if you are worthy of the Creator and the Dominion. -Inquisitor Benedict The messages is stamped and sealed with the Eventide official symbol

Benedict sits down as his desk, reviewing the applications of the days. Later in night, he sends them back to the applicants. Both messages read the same. Greetings, Applicant, Your application has been reviewed, and you have been deemed acceptable for admittance in to the Eventide Dominion. Messages will be sent to you in the following Elven day which will give you directions to our compound, where an interview will transpire so we may get to know you better, and if you are truly worthy to serve the Dominion and the Creator. -Inquisitor Benedict

Benedict shakes his head before speaking up. "Do you truly think we, of the Creator, are cultists in some disguise? That is one of the craziest conspiracies I've ever heard. Suddenly all who don helms are cultists who are just hiding? That is ridiculous. We have several of the corpses remaining, who I'm sure you could identify. On top of that, I would easily denounce the Dark Fiend Iblees to your face, for I and the others are nothing like those heathens. We took their keep and killed them for the Creator not because we are Gods ourselves, but the true God blessed us on the day of battle."

Benedict snarls under his mask as he watches Art speak towards the Clerics, and begins to mumble under his breath. "It seems someone is jealous that we accomplished what they couldn't do in a whole year, yet we did in just a single day." He begins to walk off, chuckling as he exits Malinor. He prepares for his upcoming plans to assist the Princedom.

Benedict once again chuckles at the man, and begins to speak another time. "Clearly you are inept, and incapable of protecting the lands if you allowed Malinor to suffer for such a long time, yet are as ancient of an Order as you claim. Tell me, does it matter who we follow and who you follow? We want the same thing, peace across these lands, yet you berate us as if we are something lesser. I assure you, we have done more for the Princedom in a mere Elven day then you have your entire lives. As for the Cultists? I assure you, they are dead. Our flag now hangs above their keep, our Dominion standing strong over their now crumbling hold. We made sure they were eradicated thoroughly. There are a mere few left, who will never be able to organize to their once strength. Now, I shall say again what I already said twice. If your goals are truly just, and you actually want to help the Malinorian people, then assist us in our task instead of spewing forth hate and heretical nonsense. We both want the same thing, yet you seem to be unable to grasp such a concept. Benedict steps back again, awaiting another response of heresy.

Benedict lets out a chuckle at the man's words before he begins to speak once again. "Fool. We've arrived here just the past Elven day, and have already taken out an entire group of Iblees cultists who have plagued Malinor for years, haunting and killing her people. What have you done today? Pranced around here, claiming your message of hope, and insulted people who share the very same goals you do. Tell me, heretic, you claim the Creator is a false God? Do you Clerics not follow him yourself? As I said before, if your cause is just, you'd be wise to actually do something for the suffering people of these lands then berate the very ones trying to make their lives better. Pathetic. Come back to these lands once you actually have something useful to contribute, and have the intention of truly helping Malinor's people." He steps back again, once again awaiting Hosper's response.

A man begins to approach the group from the Clerical Order, with two others walking at his sides. They all don black armor, trimmed with a bronze-looking color, and rest their hands upon the hilts of their blades. On their chest rests a symbol of a circle with various lines outstretching from it. For a moment there is silence, though after a moment the middle figure speaks up. "There is nothing to fear any longer, Clerics. We of the Eventide Dominion, fighters of the Creator's Will and Covenant, have arrived in these lands just a month prior and are already making great strides. The cultists you speak of are all dead, their heads now resting from our pikes, their keep in the hands of the Dominion. We are the new protection of Malinor now, and will be protecting these lands from the consuming evil that rests within the world of Anthos. If your goal truly is just, as you claim, you are free to join us in our crusade against villainy." The figure takes a step back, the other two following him. He remains silent, awaiting a response from Hosper.

I'll give the fellow above me a solid 6/10.