The Helmite Paladin's PrayerGuide me thought the darkest night Guide my blade through every fight Watch my back with holy sight So that I may emerge Alright My blade ways waste left and right To foes with motives new or trite Those who pray upon the weak from the constant plight Keep me Vigilant Keep me Well.
Let us send these scum back to Hell.
This city of Sanctuary ails. Their politicians guide their army without foresight, crushing those who stand in their way so they may get their canal. Meanwhile their liver festers like a homeless man's within Lower, a city plagued by gangs and worse.
Just walking through this city I feel off. I could put my finger on it, until recently.
It's the smell, if there is such a thing. I feel saturated by it. I can literally taste its stink and every time I do, I fear that I've somehow been infected by it.
The Fortress of Lower was deemed "Unholy and should be demolished" by the Wardhin of New Dunwarren. Such does little more than turn it to rubble, though.
Watcher Dukar, perhaps, could perform a ritual to purge it of its Filth with our assistance. The Ilmateri seeks to cure the festering leg of Sanctuary. All common sense says to sever it, cast it and its filthy bacteria dwelling within back to the Abyss. However, If Purged, it could be turned into a Garrison.
A Helmite Garrison, and all the services that could be provided by such.
Men would be trained to defend themselves from Beasts
Women from the Lecherous
Children from the Abusive
Families from the Gangs
A city from Itself
And Upper alike.
Perhaps the Watch could be approached regarding funding, should Dakur agree to perform a ritual to purify and sanctify. It is said many faithful reside within.
A Helmite Garrison amongst the filth of Lower.
A shining example of the future to come.
An example and foundation.
For spreading the same amongst Upper and the rest of this Underdark.
To Do List for Tomorrow- Awaken - Read List - Change - Eat Breakfast - Catch up with locals - Speak with the Watcher - Befriend the Watch - First of many to come patrols of Lower - Learn of the horrible evil dwelling amongst the Ibrandibulite Heretics caves. Their ignorant dismissal of His sight has blinded them to corruption perhaps. I cannot explain it, but the Mustache never lies. It felt as if it was ripping from my face as I walked amongst their faithful. - Search for others of the faith - Scrub and Polish armor - Sharpen Blade - Floss - Pick up groceries (Two eggs, Rothemilk, A slab of Steak, a bowl of stew) - Spread his will - Protect the Weak - Combat that which plagues Lowermen - Trim Mustache - Find a deccent wine - Mingle with the finer ladies of the Residential District 1. A) Should above fail, mingle with the less-fine albeit more experience ladies of the Lower district. - Pray - Speak with the Ilmateri of his hopes of Lower - Speak with the Wardhin of his plans with New Dunwarren - Find a non-corrupt Politician who does not have his own best interests at heart 1. A) Should that succeed, Light myself on fire and dance my way through Traensyr in the nude. - Find rat-traps to clean my room at the Crone - Pray - Write about events that occured - Write "To Do list" for the next day - Sleep -Dream sweetly of things to come - Awaken. - See Tomorrow Night's List for Details