Deep within the forests a team of knights and brothers of a sword order hunted down non believers of their faith. For centuries they launched a mass purge after decades of inquisitions and weeding out the non-believers of their mighty deity. As those non-believers were rounded up those who escaped were hunted down into the forests. Non believers were said to be in this part of the forests encouraging these knights and brothers to hunt them down in the name of their faith. For days they trekked through the forests finding some camps, and fires. A few signs of their target could be seen in the dirt, broken branches, and disturbed leaves.
The team consisted of three Knights, and five members of the sword brotherhood. Under the leadership of a lord's son this team finally came upon a shrine of these non-believers. This shrine was decorated with bones from all sorts of animals, trinkets, coins, knives, and other strange offerings at its base. Here they found ten of these so called non-believers who prayed to the shrine that was shaped like a poor old woman. Each follower was naked save one who appeared to be a buxom female in a thick robe. This woman appeared to be held against her will as she was tied to a makeshift chair. She was forced to prayed to this old woman looking statue, which did not fit the nature of these heretics' believes. No one really wished to utter the words or even think of their believes.
Whoever the other nine non-believers where they bowed and prayed while chanting for some strange powers to be gifted to them. This statue shook a little as it started to move. Its movements were not swift but slow. From the way it moved its arms it appeared to be bound by some unseen ropes or force. Their chanting was setting her free somehow. All the knights and brothers watched in astonishment, confusion, puzzlement and nearly regret coming here at all. Ten non-believers were bringing some shrine or statue to life. Slowly the old woman shrine got up with slow movements. Two of the nude heretics raced to the female and grabbed her by the breasts. Each one pulled her over to sit before the awakened statue. It looked as though the woman was about to be ravaged or worse crushed in that chair.
Letting a religious war cry the leading knight unsheathed his sword and charged. With his whole team charging in behind him the leader cut down the rest of these non-believers. Eight armed warriors made short work of the non-believers save one. The statue stepped back as if it had been stabbed or wounded and began to crumble. Piece by piece it fell apart where it used to sit in its little shrine that was now a ruin. Silence filled the forest leaving the knights, brothers, and the single non-believer in the wake of the powers within the forest.
The team consisted of three Knights, and five members of the sword brotherhood. Under the leadership of a lord's son this team finally came upon a shrine of these non-believers. This shrine was decorated with bones from all sorts of animals, trinkets, coins, knives, and other strange offerings at its base. Here they found ten of these so called non-believers who prayed to the shrine that was shaped like a poor old woman. Each follower was naked save one who appeared to be a buxom female in a thick robe. This woman appeared to be held against her will as she was tied to a makeshift chair. She was forced to prayed to this old woman looking statue, which did not fit the nature of these heretics' believes. No one really wished to utter the words or even think of their believes.
Whoever the other nine non-believers where they bowed and prayed while chanting for some strange powers to be gifted to them. This statue shook a little as it started to move. Its movements were not swift but slow. From the way it moved its arms it appeared to be bound by some unseen ropes or force. Their chanting was setting her free somehow. All the knights and brothers watched in astonishment, confusion, puzzlement and nearly regret coming here at all. Ten non-believers were bringing some shrine or statue to life. Slowly the old woman shrine got up with slow movements. Two of the nude heretics raced to the female and grabbed her by the breasts. Each one pulled her over to sit before the awakened statue. It looked as though the woman was about to be ravaged or worse crushed in that chair.
Letting a religious war cry the leading knight unsheathed his sword and charged. With his whole team charging in behind him the leader cut down the rest of these non-believers. Eight armed warriors made short work of the non-believers save one. The statue stepped back as if it had been stabbed or wounded and began to crumble. Piece by piece it fell apart where it used to sit in its little shrine that was now a ruin. Silence filled the forest leaving the knights, brothers, and the single non-believer in the wake of the powers within the forest.
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