The Heresies of Man

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This volume is painstakingly scribed in an elaborate hand. Upon the cover a grey dragon is printed, boldly

[size="5"]The Heresies of Man[/size]
[size="1"]Scribed by Templar Tristan de Vallaux, on this most Sacred Year 1715 by the Reckoning of the Masters[/size]

[SIZE="4"]Vol. I[/SIZE]
[SIZE="3"]On the Preparation of Man’s Immortal Soul

Man’s existence upon this plane is a savage one, where one’s life is ended upon the edge of a blade as often as it is quietly, in one’s bed. In this fleeting existence, a man must prepare and prove himself for the Eternal Paradise to come; tested at every turn by the demons that lurk in the hearts of the Heretic, the Savage and the Heathen, it is only by unrelenting Faith in the Divine Three, and the Guidance of the Dreaming One, that Man may guard his Immortal Soul against the shadowy influence of Sin.


“Coin”, the Merchant shouts, “is the only true Lord of Man.”  Yet coin has no place in the Paradise beyond, true wealth is measured by the meaning of one’s existence, not the weight of a one’s purse, nor the extent of a man’s holdings.

“Power”, the Courtier whispers, “is the only thing that matters in Life.”  But power in Paradise is granted only by the Three to their faithful, not seized by a dagger in the dark, or a craven’s tongue.

“The Old Ways,” chants the Savage, “for there is only one God, and it is Nature itself.” But the earth itself is not Divine, nay, but by the grace of the Three’s will, we live upon it, and so it is naught less than a gift from the Three themselves.

“We cannot see,” say the apathetic, “and so we do not care.” Blind and ignorant to the part they play, in their swift approaching end.

But nay, Hearken and take heed; for to live only for coin, power and paganism is to invite Sin’s grasp upon you. It is an affront to one’s very being, and the Divine Three and to turn a blind eye to the corruption spread by these acts, is a Sin far greater than that of the acts themselves.

Give charitably, for to do so heals the spirit; but do not give overly, for to inspire apathy and sloth in another is a grave and serious act. For though men may suffer, it is in this suffering that they are brought closer to the Dead’s comforting embrace and so conquer their fear, and become better men.

Seek power, but in doing so spread the Just Word of the Unbroken and his fair and equal rule; do not seize it and covet it, as a sneak-thief seizes and covets his coins, use it to better the lives of the Unbroken’s Children. For when the Dead claims a man who gives purpose and meaning to his life he is Thrice Blessed by the Three, and welcomed with open arms to Paradise.

Reject the Old Ways, for they are to remain so. The Three herald a bright new dawn, and it is the One whom guides them through the morning Mists. Heathens are as snakes among us, slithering in the grass, and their malevolent machinations threaten to shake mankind to it’s very roots.

Suffer no evil, and guide the light of the Three to shine upon the malevolent, for within their luminous rays the souls of the foul will be Damned.

Thrice Blessed are the Unbroken’s Children, within the Eyes of the Three, and in preparing their Immortal Soul, are welcomed to sit amongst them in Paradise.[/SIZE]