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old.Tyraette
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Friends, Realmates, Mortal-Enemies-Who-Will-Die-Beneath-Our-Blades, Lend me your ears
In recent months, I, Jehovah, have noticed that we have many holy men within Albions fair walls who are NOT spreading the word of the Almighty.
Brethen, there is only one word for this disturbing lack of Faith:
BLASPHEMY
It is an evil word, my brothers and sisters, and I will NOT stand by, and watch the Church of Albion decline. The Lord has decided that I , Jehovah Witless, become a spokesperson for the Realm of Albion. I will do all in my power to spread His word, and Smite the Ungodly where they stand.
Those who stand up to the Ungodly Heathens shall be REWARDED by the Lord. Chosen Disciples amongst us will become Clerics of the Almighty, and perform great Miracles of Strength, Courage, and Health. However, stray from the Path of Light, and you will become like Mitsurugi and Acamore Trueheart, shunned by the Godly, Slaughtered like the Ungodly, and Swatted like the Annoying Pests you are.
I Beg of you my Brothers and Sisters, join me in my fight against the Heathens, Throw yourself forward in battle, Fight in His Name. Rise up! and we shall Unite the realm under 1 flag, the same that flies proudly over fair Camelot this day.
To Help you all in this great fight against Terror, my studies into the Womblenomicron Book of Wulage came across this sacred prayer, a prayer that gives Strength to the weak hearted, and Courage to the cowardly:
Our Wulage, Which art in Albion
Wombles be Our Name
Thy Relics will come, Our Will be done
In Mid, and also in Hib
Give us this day, Our daily RP
And forgive us our Relic Raids
As we Obliterate those who Relic Raid against us
For ours are the relics, the Strength and the Power
Forever and Ever
Amen
The prayer appears to have been aimed at the Dark Wombles, the family which have adopted me. However, in the Great War, we are ALL Brethren, ALL honourary Dark Wombles, and as such, can be blessed.
To those who have fear, or feel they are not been blessed by The Lord enough times, I have one question:
Do You Believe?
Say it to me children, SAY IT TO ME! The Lord requires help from us all, from the Lvl 1 Ant, to the Lvl 50 Killing-Behomoth. Have no fear my children, and we shall be triumphant
Go Forth into Battle. Go forth and Spread the Word. Theres a new Religion in Town, and we shall take no prisoners.
Until the next sermon, Jehovah bids you all Adieu
In recent months, I, Jehovah, have noticed that we have many holy men within Albions fair walls who are NOT spreading the word of the Almighty.
Brethen, there is only one word for this disturbing lack of Faith:
BLASPHEMY
It is an evil word, my brothers and sisters, and I will NOT stand by, and watch the Church of Albion decline. The Lord has decided that I , Jehovah Witless, become a spokesperson for the Realm of Albion. I will do all in my power to spread His word, and Smite the Ungodly where they stand.
Those who stand up to the Ungodly Heathens shall be REWARDED by the Lord. Chosen Disciples amongst us will become Clerics of the Almighty, and perform great Miracles of Strength, Courage, and Health. However, stray from the Path of Light, and you will become like Mitsurugi and Acamore Trueheart, shunned by the Godly, Slaughtered like the Ungodly, and Swatted like the Annoying Pests you are.
I Beg of you my Brothers and Sisters, join me in my fight against the Heathens, Throw yourself forward in battle, Fight in His Name. Rise up! and we shall Unite the realm under 1 flag, the same that flies proudly over fair Camelot this day.
To Help you all in this great fight against Terror, my studies into the Womblenomicron Book of Wulage came across this sacred prayer, a prayer that gives Strength to the weak hearted, and Courage to the cowardly:
Our Wulage, Which art in Albion
Wombles be Our Name
Thy Relics will come, Our Will be done
In Mid, and also in Hib
Give us this day, Our daily RP
And forgive us our Relic Raids
As we Obliterate those who Relic Raid against us
For ours are the relics, the Strength and the Power
Forever and Ever
Amen
The prayer appears to have been aimed at the Dark Wombles, the family which have adopted me. However, in the Great War, we are ALL Brethren, ALL honourary Dark Wombles, and as such, can be blessed.
To those who have fear, or feel they are not been blessed by The Lord enough times, I have one question:
Do You Believe?
Say it to me children, SAY IT TO ME! The Lord requires help from us all, from the Lvl 1 Ant, to the Lvl 50 Killing-Behomoth. Have no fear my children, and we shall be triumphant
Go Forth into Battle. Go forth and Spread the Word. Theres a new Religion in Town, and we shall take no prisoners.
Until the next sermon, Jehovah bids you all Adieu
