>>5922509He works in mysterious ways indeed, the rolls of the dice are sometimes too strange to be a cohincidence.
>>5922630Hahahaha...
>>5922651>>5923011But how much Mudcore is too much Mudcore ?
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You decided to seek Father François, he could give you absolution for yesterday. You asked a servant to fetch him if he was in his church but apparently the servant said that he was already in the castle. So you decided to search for him, you found him in the well guarded room where Elana, this assassin girl who tried to poison, than stab you was kept. She was still on her bed, her wounds after the ordeal that she had to take stopped her from walking but she heard calmly the priest explain her some part of the legend of Saint Geneviève of Paris. She was listening it with impressed eyes. You knew that after "recuperating" her soul she was extremely interested in the faith but to have father Francois coming to her every morning. Father François who was back to you explained how the saint told other women to pray and the men not to leave Paris but to defend it and that finally the hun Attila did not attack the city but ransacked the lands of the heretical Wisigoths instead. He turned around when she looked at you and both saluted you, simply he said "Monseigneur" and she said "Mylord" like these locals. You told them.
-Please, finish Father, finish, I shall wait. I want simply to ask you if you could give me absolution, I wish to confess my sins.
The fat priest looked at you and then nodded as with understanding, while Elana asked him from her bed.
-What is it ?
-It means the pardon of sins, my daughter, God forgives those who confess.
She looked at him, very impressed.
-Does... Does it means that if I do it too I will be pardoned ?
-Yes you will, once you are baptised you will be able to do this.
-For everything ?
Well of course a professionnal murderer would ask this, but then the Lord absolved the bandit who was on a cross near him and repented. And seeing the piety of this girl you could only guess that she really wanted to repent. François answered.
-Yes, of course.
She seemed to smile in disbelief, with a sad smile though, she was not very convinced. You left the room while Father François explained something about Sainte Geneviève. Finally, after ten minutes he came back and saluted you, you agreed to go to the church. On the way the chill wind made you remember that winter was slowly but surely coming, you would probably see the first snows in the next few days. After the first prayers the brave Father François asked you in the middle of trying to dust of a part of his frock.
-So, my son, explain me everything, tell me how you have sinned.
