Re: Happy New Year, New Game, New Players (noob EA game: Running))
Soldiers dragged the struggling captives towards the altar of the sun. They were forced to kneel before the prophet. A cluster of high priests watched from the side. Their finery, feathered headdresses and brightly dyed cloaks, contrasted with the simple cotton garb of the prophet.
"Animals," sneered one of the priests. "An insult to our god."
The prophet turned towards the offending priest. "These were valiant warriors. Their strength and rage will feed our god. He needs their power to help defend us from chaos."
"But these... beastmen... have no place in the third heaven! Will our honored warriors have to see them in the afterlife?" protested the priest.
"That they served a false god is of no account. That they are not human matters little as well. They fought well on the field of battle and gave their lifeblood to our lord. That is enough." The prophet held out his hand. A young acolyte handed him an unadorned obsidian knife. "Bring that one to the altar. Our lord shall be given the blood of a false god this morn. May he keep the demons of chaos at bay for another night."
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