Markisbeest
Lord of Altera
As you walk through town you see a group of people standing near the town wall, they seem rather panicked and you decide to have a look. In the group you ask what's going on:
"Hey, you, what's all this fuss about?"
The man answers, slightly panicked:
"These pampflets were found all over Altera, I heard they had one in Stormhold aswell."
A woman interrupts:
"There was also one in Protaras, and another one was found in Cutthroat..."
"Don't forget about the one in Timbervale, and I heard they nailed one to Pevensey's gate aswell..."
"Nether, they even nailed one to the doors of the Golden Crusade Headquarters I've heard!"
As the mass of people starts to shout more names of towns, some important, some less important, you make your way to the pamphlet itself.
The pamphlet is a piece of paper with some text written on it in some sort of red ink, it however still seems wet. You decide to stroke your finger past it and taste what the substance is. As quickly as your finger entered your mouth the substance exited it. You spit on the ground, tempted, for one moment, to mention that this isn't ink, this is blood, but you decide against it, for it'd only cause more chaos around you. The pamphlet says the following:
"Hey, you, what's all this fuss about?"
The man answers, slightly panicked:
"These pampflets were found all over Altera, I heard they had one in Stormhold aswell."
A woman interrupts:
"There was also one in Protaras, and another one was found in Cutthroat..."
"Don't forget about the one in Timbervale, and I heard they nailed one to Pevensey's gate aswell..."
"Nether, they even nailed one to the doors of the Golden Crusade Headquarters I've heard!"
As the mass of people starts to shout more names of towns, some important, some less important, you make your way to the pamphlet itself.
The pamphlet is a piece of paper with some text written on it in some sort of red ink, it however still seems wet. You decide to stroke your finger past it and taste what the substance is. As quickly as your finger entered your mouth the substance exited it. You spit on the ground, tempted, for one moment, to mention that this isn't ink, this is blood, but you decide against it, for it'd only cause more chaos around you. The pamphlet says the following:
"A call to arms!
Yes, that is what we call for, not against any nation, nor against any race, but against an order of religious freaks! As you may have noticed, the abomination called Golden Crusade has been terrorising the lands, and yet it still grows.
Too long already, we say, has their presence defiled this world!
That is why we, The magnificent Cult of The Bloody Lord Kilrox, bring to you, this call of arms. Let it be known that the cult has decided that a purging is needed, Kilrox demands their blood! Kilrox demands their heads, their intestines, their skin and their hearts, and he demands them to be seperated from eachother!
We call on you, silent worshippers of Kilrox, join us in this battle!
We call on you, Demons, Greylings and Earthspawn, for you are sure to be next, join us in this battle!
We call on you, Demons, Greylings and Earthspawn, for you are sure to be next, join us in this battle!
We call on you, worshippers of Jishrim and Skraag, for you are as much a threat to them as we are, join us in this battle!
We call on you, any evil entity, join us in this battle against the Golden Plague!
And you, citizens of Altera, let it be known that joining this abomination that call themselves a crusade is an offence against Kilrox and it will be punished only by death!
Which side will you choose, red or gold...
~The Cult of Kilrox~"
Just as you finished reading, a town guard walks up and rips off the pamphlet. Horrified the mob starts screaming as they see the hole that was hidden behind the pamphlet. A seperated head stares at you from a hastily removed part of the wall, in his forehead carved "GB" and above that a bloodstained, yet clearly visible golden helmet.
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