By the by, the Templar are ACTUALLY coming... (Peter, Deirdre)

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Peter was translating an old journal Rolf had given him which Rolf stated contained veiled references to the Templar. So far Peter had found veiled references to witches in the area and how they 'brought down the tone of the village square' and something about a scandal between some farmer's wife and an earl, but so far nothing about Templar. Peter did find it at least interesting that the journal sort of read like a Facebook. But more Latiny and with more religious leanings.

( Prelude to a Storm )

By the by, the Templar are ACTUALLY coming... (Peter, Deirdre)

[father-peter.livejournal.com]

Peter was translating an old journal Rolf had given him which Rolf stated contained veiled references to the Templar. So far Peter had found veiled references to witches in the area and how they 'brought down the tone of the village square' and something about a scandal between some farmer's wife and an earl, but so far nothing about Templar. Peter did find it at least interesting that the journal sort of read like a Facebook. But more Latiny and with more religious leanings.

( Prelude to a Storm )

Villains do wear black... (Dragonetti)

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Father Alessandro Dragonetti woke up in a bed, deep under the city of London. Above him, the sinful walked free and happy, unaware that they were aiding to usher in the age of the Antichrist. Dragonetti had been apprehended by one of the Antichrist's spawn, though he had managed to orchestrate matters from behind his worldly prison. And now his brothers, his comrades had seen fit to break him out and have him return to their number. Faking a death with the use of some rather miraculous drugs, rising from the dead...it was all poetic. Biblical. And now Dragonetti was going to see that the world was rid of evil and sin, and he would bring in the Power of the Church once again. Where Bishop Holden had failed, he would not. Dragonetti would not put his trust in a demon, who's heart was as mutable as the sea. He would only have faith in his God, his brothers, and himself.

( Hallelujah )

Villains do wear black... (Dragonetti)

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Father Alessandro Dragonetti woke up in a bed, deep under the city of London. Above him, the sinful walked free and happy, unaware that they were aiding to usher in the age of the Antichrist. Dragonetti had been apprehended by one of the Antichrist's spawn, though he had managed to orchestrate matters from behind his worldly prison. And now his brothers, his comrades had seen fit to break him out and have him return to their number. Faking a death with the use of some rather miraculous drugs, rising from the dead...it was all poetic. Biblical. And now Dragonetti was going to see that the world was rid of evil and sin, and he would bring in the Power of the Church once again. Where Bishop Holden had failed, he would not. Dragonetti would not put his trust in a demon, who's heart was as mutable as the sea. He would only have faith in his God, his brothers, and himself.

( Hallelujah )