A scream echoes through the night, bounces off the distant valleys and heads straight back to the monastery where by now every monk is widely awake. As they all rush towards the source of the nightly disturbance as
one unit, except one or two brave monks who ran into the opposite direction “to defend our backs in case it’s just a ruse from these unholy savages of Referi Jarator1”.
“What’s the meaning of this?” asked the vice executive monk of administrative requisitions as he stepped closer to the monk cowering on the ground.
“I-I d-don’t know… It-it happened so fast. T-there was t-this light and…”
The candle master knelt down and slowly patted the poor guy on his back. “And then wha-”
He stopped mid sentence as he felt something breathe on his neck. A warm, moist breath that ought to come from the dawn of time itself.
However, the candle master turned around, and nothing was there.
“There was certainly something strange going on here, but it seems to be gone now, Perdiun’ay, lets get back to bed, Cid will protect us, everything will be just fine” Said The Candle Master
Despite these calming words, both monks were clearly shaken.
They trudged off back to where the fire was, and fell back asleep.
The Frightened Monk’s Name was Perdiun’ay, he is thought to have a strange mind, but he is tolerated and still accepted as a monk of Cid, for he has yet to cause any harm to anyone and he is clearly an ardent worshiper, even more then some members of the monastery.
Despite the fact that Perdiun’ay, was simply thought of as crazy by the other monks, it was decided at the daily worship service/meeting that one of the monks was to become a “Holy Paladin of Cid”,in case they were attacked by, what were described by the candle master as " Evil hungry malicious moist-breathed creatures and demons of the night" .
Midday a caravan arrived at the Monastery bearing goods for trade, they wanted stone in exchange for a Hoe, it was thought strange by the monks that a hoe would be useful to them on top of a mountain, but the monks accepted it anyway.
Just as the monks accepted it Perdiun’ay brought something up at the Midday Worship Service/ Meeting that perhaps, The courtyard should be made not with walls but with archways and posts so as to provide a view to all outside and keep a distinction between that area of true worship and the sleeping/working areas. And to embrace all those who walk by the mountain with the beauty that is our lord Cids majestic majesty. The proposal was voted on and accepted.
He also brought up that perhaps the monks could grow turnips with the new hoe, on the holy rock of the mountain, the monks voted on it and rejected that proposal, because “It made no logical sense”. Perdiun’ay was noticeably saddened by this, and trudged off to meditate.
The day went by without too much excitement, but just as night was falling, And during the evening prayer one of the monks heard the grunting of evil pagan godless creatures… Goblins.
Monk Quintor brought up that they should try to convert the goblins to the glory that is Cid, but the other monks laughed, and said “They will never convert to Cid, they are the embodiment of evil. And Cid is the embodiment of good., And goblins smell funny” After this the candle master muttered to himself “Goblins…moist breath…evil…smelly moist breath…”
WIth this the newly appointed Holy paladin Of Cid,Rushed out to defend the compound.
By the Time he got out there, the goblins had vanished, possibly to some nearby encampment, and the paladin notified the monks that the goblins had run off.This was clearly a Miracle, and the Monks had an extra prayer service that night.
That night in an effort to prove his worth Perdiun’ay woke up while the rest were distracted or sleeping… and grabbed the hoe… and prayed to cid, and began to, with the blessings of Cid, Till the mountain…
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