Vivoria whispers: It would appear I am third in favor this cycle. Well
done, my worshippers. Representative of my church: Let your words
reach out to all of your kind, throughout the Threshold of this world.
Speak what you wish.
Dainn [threshold] The Church of Vivoria thanks the Goddess of Healing and
Life for all her gifts. For ourselves, we ask nothing. For the people
of the realm, we humbly request that those who pay tribute to Vivoria
by praying in the narthex receive enhanced regenerative healing or a
similar blessing for a period of time. This will serve to remind
mortals of your generousity and gifts you bestow upon us as they pay
tribute to Her.
Vivoria whispers: This is a wonderful request. I will decide exactly how
much power I intend to channel towards this, but once I have made the
decision, all mortals who pray in the narthex of my temple will
receive temporary health regeneration as they are filled with the
Blessing of my Countenance. This will last until the next reset of
Tempest booms: At long last, my church has achieved my nearly rightful
place. Well done, Tempestians. Speak your wish.
Impediores [threshold] God of War, Your recognition gives us, Your
warriors, pride beyond measure. While our brainstorming was
resourceful, our discussions and careful planning led us to the
following deliberation: we believe that our celebration for this
moment must be decorated by a realm-wide Tempestian boon, whereas
adventurers across the realm would feel Your blessing at the end of
each battle and - if you would so gracefully accept - gain more
knowledge, should they overcome their challenge. Tradesmen would also
learn more from their craft.
Tempest booms: An interesting request. I am hesitant, because it sounds
more like a request for personal power than the aggrandizement of my
name, and it also doesn't feel terribly Tempestian, but this one time
I will give you the benefit of the doubt. Approximately 6 weeks hence,
for a period of 6 weeks, I will bless the land with a boon to the
knowledge they learn from combat and crafting.
System message from Aristotle at Mon Oct 9 22:34:24 2017:
Double XP weekend...
Courtesy of Tempest :P
Impediores [threshold] Thank you, God of War. Praise Tempest!
Tempest booms: But for the Gethsemanites... Nothing.
System message from Aristotle at Mon Oct 9 22:36:42 2017:
Except for Geths
Impediores [threshold] Forges around the world, let your steam roar from
within, let your anvils play the tune of crushed, harnessed steel.
Brace your shields, Warriors, and raise your blades, for the God of
War has spoken. Grounds break and shatter before Him, He whose Word is
resolute, determined and absolute.
Tempest booms: Tempestians, I am only disappointed in you for two things
this cycle. 1) That I am not first. 2) That I had to do the obvious
thing for you. Your request should have excluded Geths in the first
Impediores [threshold] The Mortisians have proven to be worthy adversaries.
We have prepared to thwart them next cycle.
Lord Mortis whispers: Well, well. I find myself in an all too familiar and
wonderful position. Is a representiative of the most favored church
ready to speak once more?
Varlux [threshold] For countless years at the mere whisper of your name,
people recoiled in fear. As Your clergy moved throughout the realm,
they were met with fearful resistance. The sight of Your glorious
symbol sent icy chills up spines. Ignorance of Your Glory and Your
teachings ran rampant in the realm and sadly the people lived in fear
of You. However, this day we rejoice as the winds of change blow
through the realm and Your words and glory are brought into a new
light. A light of understanding and comprehension of the splendor of
Your gifts and teachings.
Varlux [threshold] While Your faithful stand in great appreciation of the
boon You are offering, we live only to serve You. We serve not for
reward or gifts. We serve simply for our devotion and faith in You. We
serve because it is who we are and requires no reward for following
our feet to Your throne and Your glory. All we hope for as your humble
servants is when You turn Your gaze upon us that we prove worthy in
Varlux [threshold] As such, Your devoted ask nothing for ourselves as we
already have everything we need in You. We instead humbly ask to grant
this boon upon the entirety of the realm. If it pleases You my Lord, I
humbly request that for a time of Your choosing, Your devout may call
upon Your name, to flood Your power throughout the realm, healing the
sick and wounded, and refreshing the weary. That they should know Your
power and glory, and Your wish for us, to live a fulfilled life here
before accepting Your eternal embrace into Your kingdom.
Varlux [threshold] May all come to find comfort in Your name and the
comfort in death and Your final embrace. For Death... Is the
inevitable and ultimate truth. It is a war that no being can win. No
amount of rage can withstand it. No magic can defeat it. The night
cannot hide from it. Love cannot overcome it. It is the ultimate
freedom from any pain or vice. The perfect home against all weather.
Be it the cold bitter of winter or the warmth of summer. Death is life
[threshold] Proclamation from the Church of Gethsemane:
We trust our good friend and the one responsible for bringing back
Gethsemane int he first place, the humble priest Impediores, will join
us in noit sharing Tempest's boon! United together again, Impy and the
Lord Mortis whispers: I applaud your reasonining but that really is not my
domain, and is in fact specifically the domain of another deity,
Varlux [threshold] I am humbled my Lord and sought only to enlighten those
who would not understand Your desire for us to come to You after a
Varlux [threshold] As such, If it should please You my Lord, I would ask
that all mortals may share for a length of time of Your choosing the
connection to Your greatness as we do. That they may fall upon their
knees and reach out in prayer to You, at any point and any location as
Your devoted faithful can so they may give the praise, worship, and
prayer deserving of You.
Varlux [threshold] That those who may be to sick to travel or wounded on
the field of battle to survive, or the like may thank You in a
personal way, for the grand gift they are about to recieve for You.
Lord Mortis whispers: Sorry, I almost died myself from boredom from
pondering that request. You are in 1st place. Can't you do better?
Varlux [threshold] My Lord, forgive Your humble servant who falls short of
Your glory, if I might ask for one more thing, if You see it right to
Varlux [threshold] as of late, the realm has been plague'd of invasions
upon our cities. May have fallen in defense of these cities. Needless
slaughter from forces working against us. I humbly ask that a boon be
granted to all the realm, that while we defend the cities, those who
fall in battle may be free from the suffering of returning to this
realm. This boon will be given to all people of the realm save me. i
shall abstain from this gift, in pentance of falling short before You
Lord Mortis whispers: I love invasions. No.
Jiawyn [threshold] My Lord, the Tempestians have challenged us. While we
are more than capable of maintaining Your position, pray, have our
fires burn twice as hot for one season, so we may sacrifice to Your
glory twice as fast. Have them eat their words to think they could
ever take top favor from this congregation.
Lord Mortis whispers: Well, well now... I like the spirit of competition. I
will make the Fires of Sacrifice burn faster, but twice as hot might
be too demoralizing for the others. Perhaps... hmm... one quarter
hotter. We don't want the weaker churches to feel like it is hopeless.
Even though history seems to show it pretty much is.
Lord Mortis whispers: The gauntlet is thrown down. The Battle for Favor
begins anew. Remember that this cycle will be slightly shorter than
the last few, due to cosmic patterns that fluctuate occasionally.
Lord Mortis whispers: Due to the advantage my church has, and the challenge
they have put forth, if I finish third or worse, I will instead grant
no boon to my church and instead will enact a penance upon them.