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“Who was he?” Lucian spoke aloud his question without much thought placed in it.
“Wendel Wolfmar.” The Priest of more responded as he shook his head, “He is a member to the Order of the Shroud, a wanderer going from battlefields to ruins in search of giving the people their divine protection after death. Do not mind him, for he is guided by the Dreams of Morr.”
“I see…” Lucian could not help but feel his confusion dampen but he shook his head at the matter, “Once we get the fruit inside does the temple need help with anything?”
“We could use a hand cutting the grass within the Garden.” the priest said as he began walking into the building, “Odgu, we could use some help repairing the clothing of the saved.”
“I can.” Odgu announced with what was a sense of unease within her voice.
Lucian knew none of his family really enjoyed coming here but their service to the cult was paramount. It was when Lucian started helping them out did the Cultist start buying their fruit every week. It was a day’s worth of labor, both traveling and working, that gave them such an honorable buyer. It was worth it though.
With his scythe in hand Lucian walked through the main portal and through the doors that led into the gardens. The Gardens of Morr were always a dreary place for the dead always rested here. Just as the man said the grass had gotten a little too tall and a few weeds had infested the flower beds.
So Lucian began his work at cleaning the place.
Place after place the Peasant worked with his blade cutting through swathes of plants. His hand gripping the plants by their base and pulling up the roots with the plant. With each pull he killed the weed that dared to infect the land of the noble dead.
The Garden was filled with no just tombstones but mausoleums that venerated a great many of the past Dukes and Lords of Aquitaine. While Bordeleaux was far more populated and where the Duke of this era spent most of his time, it was both fashionable in the current and previous ages that they be buried in these very gardens.
In a way working here allowed Lucian to venerate both Morr and the Lady in tandem.
So Lucian worked.
