JoanOfArc

Kbr already won so give him his shop of wonders voucher already

Fr. Griffith finished the first half of the third volume when a sudden melancholy overwhelmed him. He felt his heart sink deep into his chest. He knew of Princess Lorena from the stories he heard in the Northeast. “Do not forsake your vows like that wretched Nun!” His mother screamed to him as he started his journey to the city of Helena to become an acolyte. She often told him about the Carrion “Princess” who broke her oath for love and communed with fallen daemons. The Carrion Princess rotting in the Void who betrayed the Briarwoods, the family saved his own family from ruin, and--- well, the latter does not much matter anymore. But after reading the diary, Griffith knew the truth. Lorena was nothing more than a virtuous girl stuck between war and the intrigue of evil man. She tried to be righteous, maybe not in the later parts of her life, but she did try in her early parts. Her life of kindness and compassion upended by sinners. Did kind Godfrey’s ancestors truly do this her? Griffith judged harshly, They treated these children with brutality and evil that can not even be described in words? He fumed with anger until it dissipated like the morning mist. Godfrey did not have any involvement with this girl. He knew that to be the truth. This happened many centuries ago, in a land distant from his own, so how could he judge the Briarwoods for this now? He felt only guilt for his judgement now. And only pain for a girl he never even met. Fr. Griffith turned his face from the book and looked towards Fr. Seraphim across the room from him. Seraphim was in front of the room’s icon corner. Exalted Horen and the Mother of Peace in the middle, with Exalted Owyn and Exalted Sigismund above them, and below them St. Lucien and Venerable Oliver de Savoie. He went to brother-in-the-cloth and spoke silent words to him. Seraphim nodded and they both lit candles to St. Lucien and Venerable Olivier. They offered a prayer to Theós. “Lord Theós, have mercy on Princess Lorena. Forgive her of her transgressions and let her rest in your heavenly kingdom.” The melancholy and angst within Griffith’s heart lifted. He felt as perhaps, through the icons in front of him, that he saw St. Lucien and Venerable Olivier smile upon him. That perhaps their own prayers were being ushered to the Lord to forgive her. He offered the same prayer up to the Lord all night, hoping that he may see his sister-in-God in the Seven Skies when he passes from this life.

will you please play a game of project winter with my friend bagley

“Iyathe Sutica igne karin'ento!” Vivyne Raxevi cheered after Voryn finished his prayer!