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A rather ragged parchment is posted at the Gates of Trolls Bane

Awake! Your very soul is in danger. Find your faith before it is too late. Pray to your God now while you still may.
The filth is spreading and will soon be at your very doorstep. Go to an altar and beg the help of the ones who made us.
We must stand together or we will surely be taken one by one. Do not think you will be untouched by this spreading, hungry, cult of blood. I beseech you to look inward and see the truth. By standing idly by you surely aid those who would enslave you. If you are unsure of what to do seek a priest and simply ask. Be not afraid to let your spirit guide you.
Time is short and the beast is coming.


The parchment bears no signature

A new piece of parchment is pinned below the last, whilst its writing has a sense of a brutal hand may have wrote it, it retains some form of elegance within. The ink in which it is written is a nice bright red, whether the blood of an animal or actual red ink one might not be too sure

The ones who worship this insult to the great and powerful Brágon bring his very wrath to themselves! Let the beast come, the mighty Flame of his followers will engulf it, leaving nothing but scraps for further fires!

~~Rebub Omegugh, Priest of the Flame~~