Vallaki - Nobles' District - Refuge of the Fifth Light

[hot dog]

Over the span of a few days a young woman, often cloaked in crimson, has been seen entering and leaving the church at random times throughout the night.  She never seems to linger and appears to be at least slightly uncomfortable in the surroundings of the church.  Conversation with members of the clergy are brief at best, however she almost always leaves at least a small donation before taking her leave.

[Cassius]

For a short period, the sign of the Refuge of the Fifth Light appears to be draped and covered, until a pair of workers showed up to remove whatever defacement the sign had originally.

Word has it that at the end of an evening service; a vampire showed up with a group of frightening constructs to vandalize the front of the church. Fortunately, after a brief skirmish, the threats were repelled by the time the sun had risen.

[urathraviel]

The veiled woman known as Odelle is seen within the church for most of the day, keeping to herself. She spends the day in varying States of inebriation, seemingly either in quiet thought or prayer by the North alcove window.

[BraveSirRobin]

In the early hours of the 15th of Avril, a young Dementlieuse woman of fair beauty donned a pure white robe of the laity and began mopping the floors of the Refuge of the Fifth Light. Despite her comely features, her expression seemed sorrowful as she labored on the tiles of the Church. By the evening, she seemed finished, and left the Church in black and green leathers, an ornate Rapier sitting on her hip.

[Cassius]

Word has it that the Borcan Toret known as Luca Barbarigo has returned to the Rectory after a month long absence, tending to the sanctuary ritualistically.

[Wine-Stain]

Of a morning, a Borcan in salt-white prayer robes goes about the chancel of the church, chanting notes and singing disjointed verses from popular hymns.
It would seem he is practicing for choir and experimenting with the acoustics of the grand hall.

[Cassius]

There was word of a terrible tremor taking place within the Ezrite sanctuary. Although none were hurt and the building stayed stable, word has it that a precious holy relic was damaged in the middle of the chaos.

[ardenchasemoradin]

Toret Matthew Garrett is seen directing Templars carrying chests and crates from the Refuge and Rectory. Later, Toret Garrett and many of Her Second Revelation are seen leaving the Nobles District and walking through the city of Vallaki headed somewhere.

[Hemolymph]

The three earlier censored paintings flutter somewhere new.
The horned moth perches on the refuge, instead.

[Silence is Violence]

A lowborn Borcan woman was seen lingering inside the grand church. She lit a candle and prayed fearfully.
On her way out, she was overheard speaking in Balok to one of the templars, asking for a priest who would listen to her confession.

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//Send me a forum PM is you play an Ezrite priest and are interested in confessional RP. If yours is a newer character, I especially encourage you to reach out.

[Maiyannah]

An armoured and rough-looking woman of the faith, one sporting the scars of recent greivous injury that is, could seen entering the church just before Vespers.  Some time after, she leaves, no longer wearing the green cloak she arrived in.

[Cody]

Starting at the crack of dawn, a short and heavy looking Ezranite in white robes strode powerfully up to the Rectory in the Nobles' District, a broom gripped tightly in his hands, and began sweeping the dirt off of the cobblestone paths around the area. Eventually making his way over to the Refuge of the Fifth itself, cleaning its steps, the dust around its signs and statues.

Diligently he worked his way through the whole morning and better part of the day cleaning the interior itself. Between the pews, the corners of the chamber, and at the feet of the statues of Ezra.

He goes on to be seen doing the same the next day.

[Maiyannah]

A man and a woman are seen bearing a coffin into the Refuge of Fifth Light the last nightfall - a dire and mournful tiding if ever there was one.  They speak at some length with one of the templar, a red-haired dementlieuse woman oft seen about - Emma - and the man leaves after some time.  His replacement, it would seem, is the visiting Toret of Edrigan, Jacques Martel.  He spends some time counselling the woman and making arrangements, before escorting her back to the Blue Water, and having the templar place the deceased in the crypts pending a service.

[Snarling_Badger]

A tall, imposing Darkonian man with dark grey eyes and a peppered beard can be seen praying before the Sacred Candle in an alcove of the Refuge for the past few nights. He wears the dark, heavy platemail armor typical of an Ezrite Templar dedicated the Chapel of the Last Redoubt. An Inquisitorial seal of the Church of Ezra can be seen pinned near the clasp of his green cloak.

He is silent during his supplications, but his face seems deeply troubled. He speaks only at length to those of the Ezrite congregation, and little else to any others. He seems to be waiting for someone when not at prayer.

[Branchie]

An odd scene during the early morning hours are fully on display, as the day grows closer, this "odd" scene turns into a horrific one.

[Maiyannah]

A red-haired and plateclad woman in green is seen clearing the scene.

[Wu Tang Dan]

[Early each morning, a Darkonian woman clad in plated steel armor can be seen jogging from the door of the Refuge and southward out of the Nobles' District, cutting westward through the city and out the city's gate onto the road. Her jog takes a northern turn by the gallows, where she runs further up the road until she reaches the Romulich orchards. When the compound's walls are in sight, she turns back around, and jogs her way back.

Then after, she can be found by the gallows just beyond the Outskirts, seemingly practicing her swordsmanship alone. She shifts through a myriad of stances and forms, seeing to varying exercises and practice drills throughout the morning until she is seemingly satisfied with her work. Once concluded, the exhausted woman begins her jog back to the Refuge.]

[Day Old Bread]

Most nights, when the congregation had departed for the day, an emaciated young woman would enter the Refuge with bucket, mop, and brush. She would begin scrubbing the walls and floors in the southwest corner and make her way all around the small cathedral. Extra care would be taken when she got near any of the statues. She would trim the wicks of the candles, sweep up the ash on the ground near the incense burners and conclude her duties by wiping down and polishing the pews as best she could. All in all, she would have done a fairly good job of keeping the church in ship shape. The only intiresting note would be the line on the walls where the poor woman simply couldn't reach.

[Day Old Bread]

After a particularly icky thing was carried in on the shoulders of one of Our Lady's anchorites, the little halfling took extra care to scrub out the trail of black ichor that was left behind. Initially she had left a clean streak through the carpet that lead down the main isle of the Refuge. After taking a step back and looking it over, she decided the entire carpet needed cleaning and spent the rest of the night, into the next day scrubbing

[caprea]

Near the end of the Year, BC 778,

Repeatedly, large deposits of beech wood planks, oak logs, and wooden crates are delivered to the Refuge of the Fifth Light. Attached is a note, indicating the wood is for Alan Hunter, and Ezra-followers.