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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Piratecat" data-source="post: 1948699" data-attributes="member: 2">The high priest dreamed.The people have sinned, said his God. They do not practice the generosity you teach. They do not help the poor and the sick. They are corrupted, so lost in their dreams of wealth that they lose the sight of heaven. And so I will set the most vile of them as an example to the rest. Generosity is a blessed thing. You will do this thing for Me, and you will be blessed thereby.When the priest awoke, there was a coin lying in the middle of his bedclothes. The coin was gold and heavy, but there was no mark on it at all. It was as smooth and featureless as the soul of a baby. Breathlessly, the priest took the coin out to the altar and placed it upon the stone. When he did there was a great light that seemed to swell from the heart of the sun. The old priest could not know it, but the light that started in the rickety church gathered speed and spread like a wave from the small town. It rushed through the night, passing over and through every structure and creature in its path. It only ceased at the borders of the country itself. It was three days later that Elgin Hammersin, High Lord of Interrogation, first began to give away his family's fortune.</blockquote>