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An Ecumenical Dust-up | |
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Category | Story Event |
Type | Story |
Data ID | 303528 |
An Ecumenical Dust-up is a Sunless Skies Story Event.
Story description[ | ]
"Far From Their Ruined Homes(dust_up) "
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Wade in with your fists at the ready
You'll just bash heads together until they settle down.
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They have rewarded me evil for good
When it comes to a fight, the cultists make up for lack of experience with sheer enthusiasm. You are knocked down by a Sequencer, who promptly starts kicking you in places you didn't know you had.
Fortunately, the constables arrive and break up the fight before long. "This again?" One of the constables pinches the bridge of her nose. She pulls a slip of paper from her pocket and hands it to the Psalmists' head priest. "We're shutting your church down, effective immediately. You've been nothing but trouble since you arrived." The priest stares at the paper. He sits heavily on his church's doorstep.
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They have rewarded me evil for good
When it comes to a fight, the cultists are a sorry lot. You barely work up a sweat. By the time the constables arrive, the Psalmists and Sequencers are sitting around nursing their bruises.
"This again?" One of the constables pinches the bridge of her nose. She pulls a slip of paper from her pocket and hands it to the Psalmists' head priest. "We're shutting your church down, effective immediately. You've been nothing but trouble since you arrived." The priest stares at the paper. He sits heavily on his church's doorstep.
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Attempt to mediate the dispute
You can't imagine what common ground exists between a cult who revere Biblical curses and a cult who worship Albion's sun, but you'll find it.
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They have rewarded me evil for good
The cultists utterly ignore your impassioned pleas. A scrabbling, vicious, faintly embarrassing street-fight ensues. Fortunately, the constables arrive and break it up before long.
"This again?" One of the constables pinches the bridge of her nose. She pulls a slip of paper from her pocket and hands it to the Psalmists' head priest. "We're shutting your church down, effective immediately. You've been nothing but trouble since you arrived." The priest stares at the paper. He sits heavily on his church's doorstep.
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They have rewarded me evil for good
You step between the warring priests and beg them to desist for the good of their reputations. The Sequencers mutter among themselves and withdraw to their temple. The constables arrive to find the Psalmists jeering and flinging stones at the Sequencers' retreating backs.
"This again?" One of the constables pinches the bridge of her nose. She pulls a slip of paper from her pocket and hands it to the Psalmists' head priest. "We're shutting your church down, effective immediately. You've been nothing but trouble since you arrived." The priest stares at the paper. He sits heavily on his church's doorstep.
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Sit back and watch the fight
These are probably the two most despised cults in New Winchester. It doesn't matter who wins, but it promises to entertain.
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They have rewarded me evil for good
A scrabbling, vicious, faintly embarrassing street-fight ensues. The constables arrive and break it up before long.
"This again?" One of the constables pinches the bridge of her nose. She pulls a slip of paper from her pocket and hands it to the Psalmists' head priest. "We're shutting your church down, effective immediately. You've been nothing but trouble since you arrived." The priest stares at the paper. He sits heavily on his church's doorstep.
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Offer to ferry the Psalmists to the White Well
The Twice-Scorned Priest's haggard face lights up for a moment. "For this, you will escape condemnation."
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Let his children be vagabonds
The Psalmists of the Cursing Church are so overjoyed that a few of them attempt to smile. It's a terrible thing to behold.
They settle back into their habitual frowns as they gather their meagre belongings and file onto your train.
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Sneak away
You don't want to get caught up in the affairs of the Psalmists.
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