✞13 Days since my Last Confession✞

[13th_crusader]

[✝]Psalms 45:3

Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O most mighty warrior, clothe thyself with thy glory and thy majesty.[✝]

[☨]The holy man looks in an unbelievably good mood, as if all ill will had bleed away from him like the life of that monster he had taken down. No inebriating drugs to bring this cunning smile to his face as he wipes the last

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[hispoisonsmile]

My, I do believe that is Father Nightroad and Cardinal Sforza's young Pope. And how very young he is. A heavy burden to lay on a child.

[13th_crusader]

[DON'T REMIND HIM, HE'S TRYING TO FORGET. LA LA LA LA HE CAN'T HEAR YOUUUU!]

Y-yes.........So. It. Is.

[hispoisonsmile]

Are you quite all right, Archbishop? You were not injured, were you?

[13th_crusader]

[YES! HE'S FINE! ....... no he's been puking buckets of blood in the backroom. His ulcer has come back with a vengeance.]

No.... But I can't say the same for.. that eight-legged freak.

[It was actually 4-legged, but who's counting?! IT'S PRETTY MUCH RED JELLO ON THE FLOOR NOW!]

[hispoisonsmile]

How frightening! It's certainly a relief that you're such a capable warrior.

[13th_crusader]

[Tickle his ego why don't you, you snake <3]

Aha, well a Agent of the church should be expected to know how to defend it and those His fortress protects.