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The Holy Interregnum ...
The Ascent of Maud'Dib the Prophet may, indeed, have given the people cause for rejoicing. A truly Spiritual Ending to a great rule that oversaw the burgeoning of The Faith. However, the College of Elders of the Faith found itself in uproar. So many of Apolyton's leaders had lived for millennia that a mere two centuries seemed like a blink of the eye. From whence could an adequate successor be found?
And so it was that the the Thirteen Princes of The Faith met in dire conclave to determine, if they could, who would lead The Faith, The People and Apolyton forward in these dark days of war. The true story of the three months that passed with the Red Streamers of Doubt flying from the many turrets of Apolyton Palace before finally they were replaced by the Blue of Decision will likely never be known.
Was it the merest coincidence that the War Caravels of Truth returned from the Great Southern Ocean bearing three squadrons of the dreaded Hammers of The Faith to dock in the Inner Harbor just below the Sea Gate to the Palace only days before the Blue? That tempers were raised cannot be in doubt. Prelate Arhame of Ahab was known throughout the realm for his gentleness and kindness, that he became so enraged as to slay Archisamnite Josias of Smashchester in a duel over the proper ranking of Ming among the Pantheon shows how inflamed tempers had become. Sadly Arhame himself died of his wounds shortly after this affray so his side of the story can never be told.
It was only to be expected that such veterans as the Venerable Beneti of Mingapulco and the Speaker of Civ2-MP Forum, both being in their second centuries, should find a three month sojourn in the notoriously chilly Apolyton Palace a strain upon their health. That they should both expire from a virulent strain of pneumonia was truly the worst of fortunes. When the High Seat of Xinville revealed that he had had a Divine Revelation which required him to relinquish his Holy Office and retire to his monastery in Outpost Alpha to contemplate this vision accompanied by his personal honor-guard from the Hammers, the conclave was sadly short of quorum.
It was only now, after nearly three months of trials and tribulations, that at last fortune smiled upon the conclave. Was it not most serendipitous that the Priest-Warriors of the Second Squadron of the Hammers of The Faith, known universally as "Gits' God Squad" from their home Chapter House in Gitsburg, should count amongst their number the duly accredited and documented heirs and successors to each of these five Diocese? Let people doubt and scoff - it remains to this day a truth that not a single voice or document contested this Gift from On High!
So it was that, some five days later, the Blue streamed and the world came to know those Princes of The Faith, the Co-Ordinators of Gitsburg, Admiral of the Fleet of The Truth and Praeceptor of the Hammers of The Faith. The Scouse Gits in Concert had returned ...
Good civin'
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The Scouse Gits in Concert
The Holy Interregnum ...
The Ascent of Maud'Dib the Prophet may, indeed, have given the people cause for rejoicing. A truly Spiritual Ending to a great rule that oversaw the burgeoning of The Faith. However, the College of Elders of the Faith found itself in uproar. So many of Apolyton's leaders had lived for millennia that a mere two centuries seemed like a blink of the eye. From whence could an adequate successor be found?
And so it was that the the Thirteen Princes of The Faith met in dire conclave to determine, if they could, who would lead The Faith, The People and Apolyton forward in these dark days of war. The true story of the three months that passed with the Red Streamers of Doubt flying from the many turrets of Apolyton Palace before finally they were replaced by the Blue of Decision will likely never be known.
Was it the merest coincidence that the War Caravels of Truth returned from the Great Southern Ocean bearing three squadrons of the dreaded Hammers of The Faith to dock in the Inner Harbor just below the Sea Gate to the Palace only days before the Blue? That tempers were raised cannot be in doubt. Prelate Arhame of Ahab was known throughout the realm for his gentleness and kindness, that he became so enraged as to slay Archisamnite Josias of Smashchester in a duel over the proper ranking of Ming among the Pantheon shows how inflamed tempers had become. Sadly Arhame himself died of his wounds shortly after this affray so his side of the story can never be told.
It was only to be expected that such veterans as the Venerable Beneti of Mingapulco and the Speaker of Civ2-MP Forum, both being in their second centuries, should find a three month sojourn in the notoriously chilly Apolyton Palace a strain upon their health. That they should both expire from a virulent strain of pneumonia was truly the worst of fortunes. When the High Seat of Xinville revealed that he had had a Divine Revelation which required him to relinquish his Holy Office and retire to his monastery in Outpost Alpha to contemplate this vision accompanied by his personal honor-guard from the Hammers, the conclave was sadly short of quorum.
It was only now, after nearly three months of trials and tribulations, that at last fortune smiled upon the conclave. Was it not most serendipitous that the Priest-Warriors of the Second Squadron of the Hammers of The Faith, known universally as "Gits' God Squad" from their home Chapter House in Gitsburg, should count amongst their number the duly accredited and documented heirs and successors to each of these five Diocese? Let people doubt and scoff - it remains to this day a truth that not a single voice or document contested this Gift from On High!
So it was that, some five days later, the Blue streamed and the world came to know those Princes of The Faith, the Co-Ordinators of Gitsburg, Admiral of the Fleet of The Truth and Praeceptor of the Hammers of The Faith. The Scouse Gits in Concert had returned ...
Good civin'
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The Scouse Gits in Concert
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. Actually, though, it was only 10 turns:
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