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Bezwick gave a salute, turning to the men contemplating for a moment, "Alright men. Start searching the church. Break down any furniture you find, and bring back the pieces here. Anyone here know enough about making traps?" The men got to work, instructing the civilians to do the same. Progress...

Bezwick turned to Gabby, taking a moment to think before answering, "I'm... not sure actually. The priest and his closest followers try their best to maintain everything. They'd know better than I."

Like before, the entrance to the basement was locked. A few civilians tried the doors before announcing that they were as such. Most others then began to proceed up the two stairs towards the upper levels of the church. Meanwhile, a few looked at Nazren a bit oddly at his mention of rivals...

The soldiers looked at one another, before looking back at Cain as one stepped forth, giving a salute, "Officer Bezwick, at your command sir." He didn't wear armor as the rest of the soldiers, but rather wore a prestigious uniform. He still kept a weapon in tow, a shortsword. The men behind him...

There were whispers in the crowd. The priest was silent for a moment before he raised his hand and pointed behind himself, "Quick, fetch the banner. A champion needs a flag to rally our soldiers around him!" A single individual ran into the church, taking a few moments before returning. The...

(OOC: Sorry for the late and short reply. Finals were this week, and this was kinda shoved to the bottom of the priority list.) The executioners hands were on the lever, but he did not push it forward. The crowd turned, initially confused, but some were overcome in awe. A messenger? From their...

Time is an endless loop! Ia! Ia!

The Warden chuckled, "Oh stop putting so much value on that ribbon. You're only deceiving yourself by claiming the ribbons look nothing alike. A ribbon was placed on the scale, and thus, your ribbon is in the world. It was all of you who chose the ribbon to be in there in the first place...

The Warden was in hysterics, practically keeling over with laughter, "I can't believe... you... really? Are you all that stupid!? People are being hanged by that ribbon, and you think, 'Oh, I know what to do! Let's show them we have one too!' What were you thinking? This is rich... It'd only be...

The quills knocked the guards back, some already dead before they hit the ground. For a few, their armor saved them from a lethal hit, but were still staggered or left flattened on the ground. The soldiers being in armor could easily be outrun by the trio. That said, they'd continue the chase...

"Your wife was a traitor then!? How come you have her mark? Were you protecting her? Where is she now?" Then the door burst open, and Nazren's hand glowed. This was the tipping point. "Enough of your lies and deception! Kill the heretic and all those protecting him! Charge!" The line of...

Although the trio withdrew their weapons, the soldiers did not. Did the messenger call herself a god? Their god? This... behavior was atypical to the teachings, and this being was unimpressive compared to the impossible descriptions given to their goddess. For thousands of years they have...

The soldiers turned, hands on the handle of their swords as they looked upon the group. The priest backed away with Nazren knocking an arrow, and Gabby being lent a sword. It slowly dawned on the masses that this dragon wasn't a hero, it was their doom. The priest stood up, clasped his hands...

The priest withdrew his hand, concern abruptly washing over his face, "I'm... sorry holy one. Did we do something to insult you?" The crowd whispered to one another. What if this savior was actually an avenger? Coming to finish the job rather than save them from their mistakes? No, that couldn't...

The panic was almost palpable. Families holding their children that were crying. People were on their knees praying for salvation, while soldiers were examining their weapons, positioning themselves towards the windows and doors, ready to brace for the worst. People were just being funneled up...

The Warden was about to respond to Nazren, but found it more amusing to have someone else who didn't know what lasers were to try to explain it. On the assumption that the portal was activated and someone stepped through, they would have been greeted with an absolutely massive church...

The Warden looked at the various figures, taking a moment to ponder to itself, "Are you sure you want to go through with all of this? It seems to me that you are severely handicapping yourself, but if you insist," the Warden moved itself to the archway, "Please, Nazren, stand next to me, and...

"It seems you all have a thread connecting each other. A cure for death, a cure for someone's cancer, and a cure for... whatever that is," the Warden snickered, "Not the most noblest of goals, all self-serving, but I've seen more selfish people." It watched carefully as Nazren approached the...

(Short posts are fine.) "Hm... a few limitations. The more powerful the wish, the greater the dangers. For example, if you wanted to be a god, expect to be smote by one. As for cures and resurrection, those are both reasonable, and not too uncommon. For the likes of you, it shouldn't be a...