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_brimstone_ ([info]_brimstone_) wrote in [info]nomadspast,
@ 2013-03-02 16:02:00

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Entry tags:priest, saga

Who: Priest & Saga
When: October 2013
What: First meeting




The day was chilly for October, and Malcolm shook rain off of his hat as he stepped over the marshy ground. It had been raining since they'd set out that morning, and he could hear the sniffles and mutters behind him as the remnants of his flock tried to follow his footsteps. It had been a long trek from New York, over two months of walking thanks to traffic pileups in the cities and having to avoid wandering bands of outlaws in the more rural area, but he felt certain they'd come upon their destination soon.

God would give him a sign.

"Father?" It was Brother Daniel, and the taller man turned to look down as a drop of rain slipped past the brim of his hat and wandered down the left lens of his glasses. "The women are getting tired, they'd like to stop and rest." "Soon, Brother. I feel certain that we're almost home."

"I'm not one to question, Father Malcolm, but..." "Then don't question," Malcolm said imperiously. "God will provide, as He has provided for us all of this long trek here. We're nearly there, believe me."

The shorter man faded back to join the others, and the priest peered into the distance. Would they find people here. Had all of civilization collapsed. Certainly not.



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[info]_brimstone_
2013-03-31 08:38 pm UTC (link)
"A return to the way things were?" Priest asked, then decided he liked the sound of it. It would be a form of government people could relate to, and with a recognizable leader in place the refugees from the Pulse would be more likely to fall in line. He wondered if Saga was a woman alone doing this sort of thing. Women had had prominent positions in his church, but never as singular leaders. Perhaps she needed a man to help guide her, at least spiritually. He would have to be careful, though, lest it result in his expulsion before he could get started.

"The paying of taxes is something that people haven't lost their taste, for, I take it? You are most fortunate."

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[info]lost_saga
2013-04-01 07:17 pm UTC (link)
"As close as we can get, we even have power every now and then." Saga gave no more information, the generators were more than any jewel now and the ability to occasionally and singularly light up the sky seemed to give those around them even more reason to fear them.

"And I have enforcers to make it a little more palatable than to pay than not to." Saga replied

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