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<blockquote data-quote="Phoenix" data-source="post: 2999241" data-attributes="member: 16166">There was a grinding sound as the whistle scratched across the cobblestones under his feet, resiliant little thing.&nbsp; A piece of stone crashed down upon it made sure that the thing would not be blown again.Hours later thunder boomed overhead as Jazick pounded at the door to the huge, old building.&nbsp; The knocker came crashing down on the door, as the pouring rain soaked him to the skin.The old church belonged to some religion or another, but it was abandoned decades ago.&nbsp; Some of the old people spoke of a time when the dead would not die, there were no children, and that the god of death was slain by a man.&nbsp; The congregations were gone now, the priest's faith had disappeared, now there was only the people.Another clap of thunder boomed across the sky as the door opened, an old haggered looking man staring at Jazick, weary from little sleep and barely any fresh water.&nbsp; Still, a weak smile crossed Father Lunley's face as he ushered Jazick in.&quot;Welcome back son.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Phoenix, post: 2999241, member: 16166"] There was a grinding sound as the whistle scratched across the cobblestones under his feet, resiliant little thing. A piece of stone crashed down upon it made sure that the thing would not be blown again. Hours later thunder boomed overhead as Jazick pounded at the door to the huge, old building. The knocker came crashing down on the door, as the pouring rain soaked him to the skin. The old church belonged to some religion or another, but it was abandoned decades ago. Some of the old people spoke of a time when the dead would not die, there were no children, and that the god of death was slain by a man. The congregations were gone now, the priest's faith had disappeared, now there was only the people. Another clap of thunder boomed across the sky as the door opened, an old haggered looking man staring at Jazick, weary from little sleep and barely any fresh water. Still, a weak smile crossed Father Lunley's face as he ushered Jazick in. "Welcome back son." [/QUOTE]

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