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<blockquote data-quote="Ralts Bloodthorne" data-source="post: 6287016" data-attributes="member: 6390">FrellaThe pouch of coin is waiting exactly where it should be,&nbsp; on a small table beside the door, along with the ornate silver staff&nbsp; adorned with holy sigils that Frella tucks in his belt, and the thin&nbsp; leather crop gleaming with fire-nettle oil sits next to it, awaiting its&nbsp; master's use.The walk to the square is slow and stately, letting the common soldiers see the living symbol of Father Church's benevolence and might. Two slaves move up quietly, pacing the Bishop. One whispers that he witnessed a church soldier who hid during the battle, more concerned with stuffing wealth down his tunic then protecting his fellow church soldiers, another whispers that Spear Captain Julvrenga has continued his disgusting practices despite Bishop Frella's warning. As he enters the square he can see that a squad of marines are standing before a white painted building with over a dozen balconies on the front, their blades drawn and two dead church soldiers on the ground in front of them. One of the Spear Captains is chewing out a group of church soldiers, waving behind him at the marines several times.Two marines, both wearing the sigils of the Lord Bishop's personal guard, stand on either side of the pile of gold, silver, artwork, or other material liberated from the pirates, both keeping silent watch with their blades and pistols drawn. A church acolyte watches the men approaching the pile carefully to make sure that they only deposit things, not remove them.There are six lines of prisoners, all of them properly secured, waiting their turn to be secured to one of the large stakes at the edge of the square so that they can be purified with fire.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Ralts Bloodthorne, post: 6287016, member: 6390"] [COLOR=#ff0000][B]Frella[/B][/COLOR] The pouch of coin is waiting exactly where it should be, on a small table beside the door, along with the ornate silver staff adorned with holy sigils that Frella tucks in his belt, and the thin leather crop gleaming with fire-nettle oil sits next to it, awaiting its master's use. The walk to the square is slow and stately, letting the common soldiers see the living symbol of Father Church's benevolence and might. Two slaves move up quietly, pacing the Bishop. One whispers that he witnessed a church soldier who hid during the battle, more concerned with stuffing wealth down his tunic then protecting his fellow church soldiers, another whispers that Spear Captain Julvrenga has continued his disgusting practices despite Bishop Frella's warning. As he enters the square he can see that a squad of marines are standing before a white painted building with over a dozen balconies on the front, their blades drawn and two dead church soldiers on the ground in front of them. One of the Spear Captains is chewing out a group of church soldiers, waving behind him at the marines several times. Two marines, both wearing the sigils of the Lord Bishop's personal guard, stand on either side of the pile of gold, silver, artwork, or other material liberated from the pirates, both keeping silent watch with their blades and pistols drawn. A church acolyte watches the men approaching the pile carefully to make sure that they only deposit things, not remove them. There are six lines of prisoners, all of them properly secured, waiting their turn to be secured to one of the large stakes at the edge of the square so that they can be purified with fire. [/QUOTE]

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