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From one God to another
For those who would find themselves wandering the ruined, broken streets, they would discover the smells and flickering lights of incense-filled censers and braziers emanating from one particular building.
Despite the cold, intimidating exterior, those brave enough to enter would find it rather warm, if somewhat dark.
Numerous pews were arrayed before a large, ornate altar. Despite the resemblance to a Christian church, the symbols covering the walls would dispel any ideas that it was one. Winged skulls, ancient frescoes of golden armored warriors slaying horned demons with both sword and gun, the bones of martyrs displayed in small shrines all along the walls, and, most prominently, a massive, twin headed golden eagle symbol, wings spread wide, as if shielding those within the building from some unseen evil.
In the foremost pews one would find the Seer, Brother Cargn Thane, sitting quietly. Instead of the massive suit of armor he wore during the battle with the King of Nightmares, he wore a simple gray robe, giving him a form far more familiar to those he had spoken to before the battle. He sported a number of bandages--ones he applied himself, for he didn't trust the Xenos med-bay--covering the wounds he sustained in the fighting. In his hands he held a cup filled with a simple herbal tincture, one which helped ease the pain of his wounds.
To those who entered this ancient, holy place, he would offer a soft smile, and a seat nearby, for this was a place of worship, one where he gladly accepted all who would come.
Despite the cold, intimidating exterior, those brave enough to enter would find it rather warm, if somewhat dark.
Numerous pews were arrayed before a large, ornate altar. Despite the resemblance to a Christian church, the symbols covering the walls would dispel any ideas that it was one. Winged skulls, ancient frescoes of golden armored warriors slaying horned demons with both sword and gun, the bones of martyrs displayed in small shrines all along the walls, and, most prominently, a massive, twin headed golden eagle symbol, wings spread wide, as if shielding those within the building from some unseen evil.
In the foremost pews one would find the Seer, Brother Cargn Thane, sitting quietly. Instead of the massive suit of armor he wore during the battle with the King of Nightmares, he wore a simple gray robe, giving him a form far more familiar to those he had spoken to before the battle. He sported a number of bandages--ones he applied himself, for he didn't trust the Xenos med-bay--covering the wounds he sustained in the fighting. In his hands he held a cup filled with a simple herbal tincture, one which helped ease the pain of his wounds.
To those who entered this ancient, holy place, he would offer a soft smile, and a seat nearby, for this was a place of worship, one where he gladly accepted all who would come.