Prologue continuation- the normal day
Hertzer is a monster residing in the depths of the earth. Using it's thoughts it communicates with other beings.. Due to their near infinite life span(and also boredom) they've built an underground informational super Empire, to entertain themselves. Their memory capacity has no known limit . Although they browse trough the thoughts of all living beings, for each bit of info they take, they'll give back info of equal worth at the right time. They are referred to as The Sealed One's Servants. While asleep or in deep thought they look no different from lava.
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As usual I start the day at dawn with a prayer as thanks for more time to worship HIM. It ends with with the ring of bells, signalling seven o'clock, in the shrine of Tempus Maop, The god of Time and History, protector of librarians, Time-travllers and scribes. While Admiring the symphony composed by the dozens of bells, I walk towards the Main Hall of Worship for the daily maintenance. Glancing at the new benches and fresh paint, I sigh remembering how only two weeks ago I prayed for the walls to stand the winds and now I'm considering whether to plate the doors in copper.
It's all thanks to the young Benefactor. This young lass with amethyst eyes sneaked into here at this time of day...
That day I noticed a stain on the silhouette of the Sealed One, so I spared no efforts to clean it off. While I was wiping the sculpture, the young miss sneaked into the Main Hall and looked around. Her gaze settled on the Crimson Blade, one of the four protectors. For a moment I thought a voice said:"Is it you, Papa?" and turned around. In my sight stood a person, which in itself is an odd occurrence since nearly all of the main religions despise the Sealed One, like all religions except for themselves. Besides this church is one of the less known since there were no Holy Miracles here, nor intervention of the Protectors. After a short surprise I calmed down and started observing her. A fine pure white one-piece, violet hair covering her forehead and an expensive looking pair of bracelets:
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On her right hand a red one, embroidered with lots of ornamental flames. Looked as if it could burn eternally with passion. On closer inspection it had countless rubies embedded in it. It looked as if it would turn into ashes anyone who wanted to steal it.
On her left hand a blue one, with asymmetrical lines on it, which looked like waves on the see. It also had a lot of gems, but in this case they were sapphires.
After seeing this much I could tell she's somem kind of foreign nobility or daughter of a wealthy merchant. Seeing her curious gaze I was relieved that at least she didn't come to mock the Sealed One due to the bad state of the building. This ten-or-so-year old girl with amethyst eyes asked me a question:
-"Hello Mister! Why is there a statue of me papa here?"
-"I think you mistaken somebody, it's nearly impossible for any of these persons to live since the were last spotted 2000 years ago during the Great Disaster. And I'm Father Laitz, the humble caretaker of this place of worship."
-"Really?! B-but that red-eyed person looks totally like papa. Mister Laitz please don't pull my leg..."said the young lass while looking slightly angry.
-"I'm sure of it. Besides that person is the crimson blade, also known as The Insane since he enjoyed countless bloodbaths and slaughters. Rather than that may I have the honour to know with whom am I talking?"
-"Where are my manners!!? I'm sorry I was so interested with papa's sculpture that I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Melanie, daughter of Angerott, the Red Magician. Apart from that Mister Laitz do you think I can show this statue to my papa and ask him about these people?He'll come in two weeks so it won't be a problem, right?"- Melanie
After that we chatted for a long time and Lady Melanie decided to offer a whopping amount of 10 Empyrian Gold.
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While reminiscing what happened that day I finish the rest of my chores and started enjoying tea at the living quarters.
Actually, Lady Melanie visited eight days ago, so I'll probably see her soon.
After lazing around for a bit, I hear the ring of a bell. Which one is it?
Hmm?!! somebody's visiting the Church after sunset? Who might it be?
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Note: small change 50'th to 25'th.