Keeping The Congregation With The Deacon
The Deacon is keeping the Congregation happy while a little guy asks him about a rumor his Pa repeated.
Category: Towns
Topic: Wehnimer’s LandingDate: 10/31/2017 11:03 PM CDTFrom: JSENTERSubj: Keeping the CongregationIrar smiled at the small gathering and waved, ending the devotional for the night. He gathered up his things and made to move off, halting as a young boy tugged at his shirt.“Deacon! Do you really poison nonbelievers in between prayers!?”
Irar smiled weakly at the child and leaned forward.
“Now why would you think a thing like that?” he replied with all the mirth he could muster.
“Well my friend, her Pa is in the militia and HE told HER that HE heard someone say you have a really really mean poison on ya! She said you make bad people drink it! But I’m not scared because I pray ALL the time!” the boy chirped excitedly.
Irar stood taller and grinned at the boy.
“No, son. I don’t poison people who don’t pray… But sometimes I might do even worse to heathens, like…” he whispered to the wide-eyed boy as he reached into the cloak.
“FEED THEM TO MY FRIENDS!” he yelled as he waved a stuffed roa’ter toy in the boy’s face.
Irar watched as the child ran off giggling. He chuckled for a moment, then put the plush worm back into his cloak. His fingers brushed the vial. He frowned, glancing down at his hands.
All the hard work he’d done building trust… All he’d done in service of an office he’d never asked for… And now this.
“Where are you, Lheren?” he growled, walking off to have a decent drink and some poor sleep.
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Roa’ters gonna roa’ter.