Mikael
12-30-2005, 02:32 AM
Mikael took a brisk pace through Stormwind, two novitiates (new servants) trailing at his heels. They knew not where they were headed, but rather they knew to follow their minister, or else. The three passed out of the affluence of the Trade District into the more sodden parts of the Old Town. They turned a corner and saw a rather large crowd gathered around a tall man, standing atop a box and preaching something to the group.
The Light will save ye! Has the very home of the Cathedral of Light become hostile to it? Repent of your ways and turn to the Light before it's too late! Save yourself from the Twisting Nether!
Mikael simply smiled, stopping completely and worming his way through the crowd. Reaching the box, Mikael spoke up in a strong, clear voice.
And Who shall we worship, oh sage? The priests in their cathedral? Eating the food of the wealthy whilst the flock they take care of picks at their crumbs?
Taking a more aggressive stance, Mikael stepped up on the box, forcing the elderly minister off, then turning to the crowd.
People of Stormwind! Know that I have recieved holy vision from a new god, that is, Lord Kerahl! It was he who forged this world from the fires of his heart, then set it in motion! Know that he has called holy crusade against the Horde! For only in the fires of vengeance can their rotten bodies be purified! We come forth not only to spread the Good Word of our Lord, but also to protect the very people who he holds sacred domain over! Listen not to these fools who preach the Light, for they know little of the workings of the universe! Only Lord Kerahl brings truth.
GLORY AND PRAISE TO LORD KERAHL
Bowing his head, Mikael spoke a short prayer, stepping back through the crowd to continue his journey.
The Light will save ye! Has the very home of the Cathedral of Light become hostile to it? Repent of your ways and turn to the Light before it's too late! Save yourself from the Twisting Nether!
Mikael simply smiled, stopping completely and worming his way through the crowd. Reaching the box, Mikael spoke up in a strong, clear voice.
And Who shall we worship, oh sage? The priests in their cathedral? Eating the food of the wealthy whilst the flock they take care of picks at their crumbs?
Taking a more aggressive stance, Mikael stepped up on the box, forcing the elderly minister off, then turning to the crowd.
People of Stormwind! Know that I have recieved holy vision from a new god, that is, Lord Kerahl! It was he who forged this world from the fires of his heart, then set it in motion! Know that he has called holy crusade against the Horde! For only in the fires of vengeance can their rotten bodies be purified! We come forth not only to spread the Good Word of our Lord, but also to protect the very people who he holds sacred domain over! Listen not to these fools who preach the Light, for they know little of the workings of the universe! Only Lord Kerahl brings truth.
GLORY AND PRAISE TO LORD KERAHL
Bowing his head, Mikael spoke a short prayer, stepping back through the crowd to continue his journey.