Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160726175355/@comment-27550231-20160727022838

I turn back to face the horison, the waning sun glares and temporarily blinds me but I don't falter. "I am no heretic Father, and neither are you or your people." I let out a deep breath as the wind blows strong against the wall. "For if we were I would not have the power to protect you all, nor would our bastion still stand. The gods have not abandoned us, they have only been muffled father. One must only listen intently..."

I pause for a moment and look over the forest road for anything that does not belong. After being satisfied with my quick search I turn back to Father Mordecai.

"I'm sorry but I must miss your sermon tonight father but there is no rest for the wicked and the wicked are very intent on finding our home. I bid you a good night father. Could you do me a favor and say a prayer for the girls? I know that there are people who have been through worse but still, I would appreciate it greately."