Prelude
Not all priests are meant to be preachers. Not that I didn't like it, it's just that I didn't have the talent for it.
When the training began, my superiors quickly realized that my mission was of another nature. Now, as I drive a wooden stake through this vrolok's heart, they are proven right.
Shepherds, healers and bureocrats. All of them have something in common: They stand in the light. Their purpose is to shield every soul under our Lord's gift, where the darkness can't harm them. They are, without a doubt, the most important part of our church. They are the best of us. The purest hearts and the kindest souls.
There are times, however, when a pure heart won’t be enough. What is strength in times of peace, can prove to be weakness in times of war.
As darkness overwhelms the land, the good will have to wake from their doze. Brave souls will rise, step out of the comfort of the light, and fight the old night where it is strongest. I write this journal because their story deserves to be told.
The turn of the tide begins today.
- Dawnbringer Dumitru Miklos.
