Hjorimir
Adventurer
lukelightning said:Dear Reverend Won't Heal:
When first you joined our party we took your reluctance in healing us to be a minor quirk that would not truly prevent you from keeping us alive in our joint endeavor. However it has become quite clear that either your own personal faults or those of your religion are a severe obstacle: You say that it is not your job to heal us because we don't worship your deity, and that we should all rely on our own abilities.
Remember that fiendish ogre that was hitting you? Choppy the Fighter killed it before it bashed your head to pulp. You healed yourself...but didn't heal the man who saved your life.
Remember that door that was locked? Sneaky MacThief picked the lock and risked his life by attempting to disarm the trap attached to it. Despite the fact that he was struck by a glyph of warding you did not heal him. Yet you freely passed through this door, taking benefits of Sneaky's efforts and risk without any effort or risk on your own part.
And then there was that wall of fire spell, remember that? We were fighting the sorcerer and his bugbear minions, and the sorcerer surrounded you with blazing wall that was cooking you. Despite the fact that the wizard was half dead from bugbear arrows, he cast a dispel magic to free you from the blazing ring. What did you do then? You healed yourself, while the wizard was shot by another volley of arrows and fell bleeding to death on the ground.
So, after a brief discussion with my companions, we have decided it is time we parted ways with you. You evidently worship a deity of selfishness and we feel it is foolish to waste our efforts and abilities helping you while you are of no benefit to us.
Goodbye and farewell, and if you are ever in the need of a strong arm in combat, a sneaky scout, or arcane assistance, feel free to fornicate yourself in your selfish ear.
Signed,
Your Ex-Party
Dear Ex-Party,
Actually, it was you who came to me seeking the blessings of the all-mighty. You convinced the Magistratum of the Church that your cause was a Good and noble cause. Alas, in our brief time together you have tortured and murdered surrendered prisoners, uttered blasphemy after blasphemy, plundered tomb after tomb, practiced thievery in three different towns, and swindled countless shopkeepers.
Often did I council you and yours to seek a higher calling. Alas, you would not have it. While you seek to find cause in the temporal world of mercantile affairs where actions beget actions amongst mortals I am Called to the Eternal. Where will your souls hang in the grand scheme when the time of Judgement is upon thee? How do you hope to justify your sins, which you proclaimed to be in the cause of good, to the very gods who oppose such actions?
I feel compelled, however, to thank you for those times that you did act to save my life, but deeds do not simply erase sins. For that you must repent and take responsibility for your actions. I will pray for all of your souls that you may find absolution and clarity of purpose in the coming days…as I will pray for my own.
-The Guy Who Will Live in Paradise Forever