Emes walked up the road towards the front gate a huge bronse door inlayed whith symbles of the light angels singing songs and other things the doors opened up two people in platemail a gold sheen on there armour stood to attention as he stroled passed.
emes looked ahead of them this building is where the head of the church is he seemes to have alot of gards around him. clerics seemed to be scurrying around inside the walls of this place.
Emes walked up to the main building a sort of towerhouse thing and entered the front door the entrance was grand a clerk on a desk was sitting down on a table scribbleing away.
"excuse me sir but i am here to see the head of the church its a matter of utmost importance"
the clerk lookes at his book and shakes his head he seemes to be a scruffy man no older than forty in age his cast iron face doesent seem to change.
"he has no appointments today to see enyone so i am afrai-"
the clerk looked up at emes and his breath cut sort his mouth seemed to go like jelly
"-I mean I will see if he is free at once"
the little man seemed to scurry off up the stars Emes just took a seat and wated about twenty minuets later the man came downstars.
"the Head Of the Church is ready to see you now"
Emes slowly walked up as he did so he could only think to himself how much fun he had as Head Of The Church himself he came to a door and knocked on it.
((to eny ref the head of the church is a npc so pleese can i get one of you playing him on here if not i will do this myself :-( which i do not whant to do ))
The doors opened and standing their in an empty room with high vaulted walls and seven large colour tinted windows stood a middle aged man. His Mhainite features evident, his white robes with purple trim clean, neat and tidy.
"Do come in my dear boy, how does the hobo of the Troll Lords find himself?" The Arch Prelate of the Unified Church of Britannia paused and then continued.
"So what do you want, the only reason your not dead is because High King Goraxe has forbidden me from having you removed."
The Prelate was not at all pleased with a man who he considered betrayed his race, his kingdom, his church and the Light comming here and barging in.
"Emes quickly spit it out I have not got all day, some off us work to save our kingdom, our church and our people!"
Emes smiled at this man and bowed a formal bow
" I am sorry if I have caused too much offence to you Arch Prelate this mere hobo just wanted to ask you about something"
emes had a sarcastic tone to his voice but his eyes where stone cold
" now onto what I need to ask you why haven't you crushed this little cult allredy as at the moment they pose a thret to the church and to the light you should stamp it out that is what the high queen would have done and it is what I intend to do"
after emes had finished he bowed turned around and walked away twards the door.
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Emes smiled at this man and bowed a formal bow
" I am sorry if I have caused too much offence to you Arch Prelate this mere hobo just wanted to ask you about something"
emes had a sarcastic tone to his voice but his eyes where stone cold
" now onto what I need to ask you why haven't you crushed this little cult allredy as at the moment they pose a thret to the church and to the light you should stamp it out that is what the high queen would have done and it is what I intend to do"
As Emes had walked away twards the door. The Arch Prelate could only think of one word ******.
"I am I sorry Mr. run away from his responsibilities, which small cult are we talking about, are we talking about the 20-30 or so cults the High King in his infinate wisdom has made legal. Are we talking about one of the many forigen cults which have sprung up in our port towns, are we talking about the odd heritic like yourself or father Jon who the king insists on allowing to walk around outside of the offical structure of the Holy Church. I am so sorry if those of us trying to do our jobs despite the preassure appear to be doing nothing! Oh sorry you belong to that elite club of no hopers who like to announce all of their ever so cunning plans here on the public ley lines arn't you. Oh I forgot.....sorry please let me announce some right now....or perhaps on second thoughts I will not and instead I will share my plans with those people who actually do care about the Kingdom and its people and who work hard every day to keep to their duties rather than go of and find themselves amongst the hills and caves. I am so sorry I do not have time to walk umongst the farm animals and ask them if they have seen my inner self."
The Arch Prelate stopped took in a deep breath and took out a letter written in crayon.
"Emes my dear boy before you go I have a letter here from the Terror in the Light himself." The Arch Prelate gave an evil smile. "King Welf, King of Albion and Essex under the concensus of his father the High King of Britannia here by appoints you Head of the Church of Essex and his Father confessor. You are to report to Tilia at once. The King also stresses that should you fail to accept the Job you will, oh how does he put it 'Find yourself falling onto the point of a Prussian Helmet' by accident of course. He goes oto say that their is no retirement plan nor any clauses for hippy like behaviour. He has had a room and staff made avaliable for you. Oh he also asks that you wash and put on clean clothes before you present yourself."
With that the Arch Prelate turned his back on Emes and vanished in a twinkle of light leaving the Kings Order to fall to the ground, leaving a graphic picture of Emes falling onto said spiked helm drawn by the King himself.
"As Emes had walked away twards the door. The Arch Prelate could only think of one word ******. "
The Druids Guild apologises for editing the above statement however the word used by the Arch Pretate was so offensive we fealt that we had to.
emes walked up to the letter addressed to him and the picture of him that was drawn lent over and picked it up and read it he looked twards the lay and bowed a deep bow.
" I gess i have to exept then "
emes walkes to the door and a white bar aperes above it which siloettes down into a white doorway he walkes thrugh it.