Merry Christmas everyone!

I probably wont be posting for a while because of Christmas but if/when I get the time I will continue working on my chapter so I should have some chapter up shortly into the New Year!

Also I have a little sneak peak for you guys.

Milo sighs, and tears open the letter he received. He opens it, and cracks open the paper, covered in intricate cursive written messily with black ink.

To the Esteemed Lord Milo of the Mountain Dungeon,

I trust this letter finds you in good health and high esteem. I am Auschwitz, a humble priest of the Holy Church of the Father of Light, and it is with great solemnity that I address you.

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By the divine will of our sacred order, we have resolved to establish a presence within your venerable domain. As the first step in this holy mission, we shall send forth a pilgrimage of Plague Pilgrims, whose task it shall be to cleanse any filth and corruption that may yet infest your lands. Their efforts will be followed in due course by a procession of worshippers, a priest of our faith, and a band of Battle Pilgrims, who, by their strength and devotion, shall aid in the continued sanctification of your domain.

May the Father of Light grant you wisdom and protection in all that you do. We remain ever grateful for your understanding and cooperation.

With the deepest respect and gratitude,Auschwitz, Priest of the Holy Church of the Father of Light

Milo growls deeply, and pinches his brow. “I hope those fuckers don't try to kill all the necromancers in my town…”