[HQ Ignorance] Scene 52: (Flashback) In the Oubliette of Saint Mardon's.

[Lev Lafayette]

This is a flashback scene of some weeks ago in game
time for the players but not necessarily for the
characters. 

Feel free to comment. :-)


Scene 52: (Flashback) In the Oubliette of Saint
Mardon's.

*** "Jesters and jokers", say the bells of St. Rokar
***

The Inquisitorial Order of the Golden Lance reports
directly to the Ecclesiarch, Theoblanc. It
investigates any and all in their quest to root out
sin and heresy.

It is lead by the Knight Commander of the Order, at
this time he is Sir Alverius Canardain.

There is no greater heresy that that of the Borists,
who Tap chaos.

Their oubliette is beneath the mighty cathedral of St.
Mardon's in Leplain. Accessible only by a high ceiling
trap within is the greatest prize of the Rokari
Inquisition, Great Master of the Holy Church of
Borist, Bastiaan. He is dressed in a ragged clown's
outfit and he bares the signs of torture.

Also present in this dungeon deep is Alverius and
Theoblanc.


*** "You owe me three farthings", say the bells of St.
Mardon's ***

Alverius is troubled and speaks to Theoblanc. "We have
followed the holy Hexenhammer on this devil-spawn. We
found a teat and pricked it mightily, but blood did
draw. We placed no limits on the means. We used the
rack, the lash, fire and applied padlocked irons to
the flesh which even led to the amputation of a
hand... The thumbscrew, the boot... So many of his
bones are broken and dislocated. We forced water,
mixed with urine, pepper and feces into his body.. We
applied red-hot pincers to the fingers, toes, ears,
noses, nipples, and even his manhood."

"All in accord with Ad exstirpanda, I assume?"
Theoblanc asked. Alverius nodded in affirmation. "And
still he did not confess to being in league with the
Devil? And he bares no mark of Chaos?" Alverius shook
his head in negation.

*** "I'm immune to mortar and pestle" say the bells of
St Hrestol ***

The man in the clown suit half-stumbles, half-crawls
to the bars of his prison to confront his captors. He
speaks through cracked lips, broken teeth and a
bloodied mouth.

"When will you fools give up this demonic inquisition?
Arkat himself taught us the secret of Enlightenment,
by which our noble knights are able to comprehend the
ways of Chaos. Sir Quantan taught us the ceremony of
cleansing, which allows our noble knights the means to
protect themselves from chaotic infection, tho' we tap
their Power. We saved the world from the Deceiver and
yet all the world remains touched by sin and chaos.
Only the Boristi are pure. Nobody else. Only the
Boristi."

"Tell me Great Knight of the Inquisition and you,
mighty Pope...", the clown-suited man sneers, spitting
blood with the final words, "... have you ever
subjected yourself to your own tests?"

"And how goes your 'Holy Kingdom' of Seshnela? Invaded
from the south, invaded from the north, invaded from
the east? It's days are truly numbered, your faith is
collapsing and yet you've had me, the path to your
survival in this prison for months now. Have you
learned nothing of the Truth of what I say? Join me
and your success is ensured!"

*** "I can save all your land", say the bells of Saint
Gerlant ***

Alverius and Theoblanc rapidly confer together awhile
in hushed tones. Grimly they reach an agreement.
Nodding to Theoblanc, Alverius goes to the prison door
and unlocks it. 

The bloodied clown-face of Bastiaan smiles broadly.


...
...

Here comes a candle to light you to bed
And here comes a chopper to chop off your head!
Chip chop chip chop - The last man's dead!


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