Longstor Religion

Regarding the Mines

Regarding the Mines

By High Father Ellvar

I fell asleep whilst praying in the Grimsburg church tower and awoke with a start, as my right eye was hurting, As I shook the sleep from my eyes I saw a single drop of blood fall from the right one ….as it slowly descended towards the floor it grew and began to shine with an unholy light, I felt anger welling up within me as the blood continued its descent and then it struck the floor with a splash that resounded around the whole chamber.

It began to burn into the floor, red fire emanating from its centre, a hole burnt through the stone chamber floor, expanding as it hit the library below me, the novices scattered in shock and it continued through into the tower’s basement and still it burned.

The floor below me gave way I scrambled back towards the edge of the room, the burned edges of the circle continued to glow with red fire as the tear continued into the earth, for minutes it descended and then as I summoned the courage to gaze down into the depths, the floor finally crumbled away and I fell into the abyss.

The ground rushed past me I fell into crimson depths I was approaching a red circle, then I realised I was falling towards solid ground. Both of my arms shattered on impact my head connected with the ground and blackness overtook me. I came around again and tried to lift my head to look around, I could not focus, nor could I feel my arms anymore and shooting pains as I struggled for breath told me I had broken some ribs and possibly one of my legs.

I felt a presence around me however, evil and malign I looked up with blurry eyes towards the red tunnel that lead to the surface. Around me, hundreds of Demons began to swarm up the tunnel scaling its sheer walls with ease, I could see their faces were covered with radiating lines of darkness, then I was surrounded by twenty or so of these demons, the larger one to the fore leant towards me, despair flowed through me to the very core, unable to even lift my arms to protect myself.

Bloody saliva falls from his jaws as he simply says, “SO NOW YOU KNOW, WE, HIS RACE ARE COMING.” He lifted his sword upwards and to the side, far above his head and started to swing it towards my neck. I fell backwards, not sure if my head was connected to my body, but I felt free and ready to die. I could see the red landscape and units made of thousands Demons, an entire army climbing the walls of the mighty cavern, scurrying up towards the four massive tunnels in the ceiling.

It took me less than a minute to die and during that time still they climbed, towards fresh meat and Ithron.

I awoke, again, blood tricking from my right eye and struggling for breath, I felt alone, and very unsettled as well as very unwell.

They are coming.

Longstor Religion Rolbor

Pan, Father of the Fauns

Pan, Father of the Fauns

From Kirk Leigh Library

When the Green Lord Longstor was creating the forest and all his creatures, he made the Fauns. For many years they lived happily amongst the other creatures until the day came that man entered the woods.

When man came to the woods he hunted and killed the creatures for food. While the Fauns knew this to be necessary and in keeping with the cycle, they saw that man often took more than he needed, and he was indiscriminate with his bow.

The boldest of all the Fauns was Pan. He knelt before the Green Lord and spoke thus;

“My Lord of the Woodland, whilst life and death is part of the cycle and this we see daily in your blessings, surely success and failure are cyclical too. Now that man walks the forest, the balance must be addressed. Babes are left orphaned and the life of the forest spirals towards nothingness.”

Beautiful laughter filled the clearing as pure as the clearest moorland spring and the Lord Longstor spoke to Pan,

“Bravest of the Fauns, my sister says that even the truest shot can be swayed off course at her will. However, I see your concern is well-intended and true to the nature of you and your kin. As you rightly state in the cycle there must be both success and failure. When the hunt fails, the Fauns will be the guardians of the exhausted prey.”

It was then that Pan heard a new voice, one that he had never heard before. The Lord Rolbor spoke to him in a voice rich and powerful;

“Beloved son of my brother, you have a difficult but noble task. In my name, your homes will be a sanctuary to those that need it and your stores will never run short when you are called upon to help.”

Pan returned to the Fauns and told them of their new charges. From that day forward Pan was able to call upon the Lords Longstor and Rolbor when he played his pipes and call a protection upon those who needed it.

Longstor Religion

Longstor’s Arm

Longstor’s Arm

By High Father Ellvar

Longstor slew the demon princes consort with his bare hands the killing blow was with his right hand.
The demon’s plan to break the pact may kill all the gods outright.
Longstor’s arm is no longer on this plane.
At Southoaks when we face the demon prince it is likely we will be cut off from our gods, at the moment we cannot prevent it.

Longstor Religion

A Vision of the God Mutilator

A Vision of the God Mutilator

by High Father Tracker

This is my vision. I prayed over brands through ritual to Longstor:

My arm began to ache and I could feel wetness running down my forearm and when I pulled my sleeve back, I could see that wounds identical to those of Amon had indeed appeared upon my forearm. I continued to sink my hands into the ground and I felt a bond with Longstor forming, but as soon as the first drop of blood touched the earth I was thrown backwards, crashing into the floor… the only feeling I had was that I should remove the brands from the floor and to seek Longstor’s forgiveness by removing these heretical marks from my own arm.

I drew my knife and began to slowly saw through my right forearm, just below my elbow, the blood was now rushing from the wound, I bellowed out for strength and I cut through my arm and it fell to the floor, blood pumping from the stump into the ground I felt closer to my god. I closed your eyes, I could feel Longstor near to me, he was approaching me, from an unknown direction and suddenly he was inside of me standing where I stood. I was completely in awe of where I stood and my closeness to Him as he tried to communicate with me.

As I opened my eyes, I saw the arm lying upon the floor, but it looked strange, it was tinged with green and I noticed that blood did not flow from it, but a golden liquid that seemed infused with light and as I lifted up the stump of my arm, I noticed how it too exuded this golden ichor. With shock I knew that I was seeing what Longstor had seen and I, as Longstor, had lost an arm.

I was Longstor and I stood in the middle of a huge field, surrounded by thousands of dead, and the wailing of hundreds more in torment, the whole field was awash with gore and blood and I knew that of the thousands dead all were my followers and the figure that stood in front of me had killed almost all them. He was surrounded by 14 demons, 7 were horned, red faced and wielded swords, 7 were blue, skeletal faced and have no weapons. The mortals who wandered the field all bore the mark of disgrace and he too had caused this… a shriek emitted from the two handed sword he wielded in one massive hand and he struck out at a passing figure who fell to the floor clutching his face and screaming for my forgiveness.

His silhouette was massive and black and in a voice filled with evil and hatred beyond mortal comprehension he held his sword forward and simply said, “Behold, the Sword of the Emperor, for I am his general and even Gods may be slain by my hand.” He raised the sword above his head and I ran.

Longstor and I fled from this vision, I was running through the woods, I could hear something pursing me, I turned and my head connected solidly with something and I fell to the ground. The last thing I can remember is tasting the loam in the forest floor upon my lips.

When I awoke, I was Tracker again; my head had been split open, and judging from the amount of blood on the nearby tree trunk and the headache that I had, it seemed simply caused by a collision the previous night. I was feet from where I started to meditate, and my hand marks were till in the floor…


Why the faithful of Kharach do not physically contact those of the faithful of Vleybor.

Why the faithful of Kharach do not physically contact those of the faithful of Vleybor.

A memorandum.

Kharach is God of final rest, of death and the conclusion of individual existence. His titles are many, Lord of the End Times, The Ultimate Judge, The Bringer of Death, The Keeper of the Halls and more. He provides hope, that whatever pain and struggle mortal existence brings, when He decrees your time is nigh, your soul goes to Him and pain ends, and you are at peace. For there He will judge us, and our sins and glories will be weighed, and He will give us our due for evermore.

We who follow him are the guides of the dead. It is known and orated by the priesthood of Kharach, that when it is ones time, Kharach will direct you to one of His faithful servants, the church or the Order, and your time will end. We stand on the threshold to his Halls, and usher the dead to him. We are therefore commanded to maintain the peace of the dead by not disturbing them with our actions. His edicts cover avoiding the naming of those at rest, which may return their attention to the pain and strife they have left behind; to not even granting aid to the extreme process of the taking of a soul from his care and returning it to this world in full; Similarly, in our duty as guides, we are charged that those who we send on, should go whole – their bodies to remain without the ignominy of desecration while their soul remains.

Therefore, to the kindred of His church, He also decrees that no contact is to be made with those of the faithful of Vleybor. The Lady of life is the converse to Kharach – She empowers the bringing forth of new life, ushering new souls into the newborns of the world. Those who follow her are touched by her power and the raw energy of life. The dead have left this force behind: life force is for the living. To be reminded of life’s touch through contact between us guides and Vleybor’s faithful, is to be reminded of the life left behind, and is disruptive to the peaceful rest the Halls provide.

Vleybor’s faithful I am told have no edicts from Her to avoid contact with us guides, for although we stand on the threshold of the Halls, we still live and are worthy of their ministrations if they choose to give them, and we do not provoke such contact. Vleybor however restricts her faithful from contact with the deceased, for Her power is life, and contact with that which is deceased is as disturbing to new life as life is to those who have passed on.

Lady de Havilland of the faith of Vleybor suggests that these edicts are instruction to allow each church to recall their primary duty – that Kharachians do not interfere with life, for our obligation is to the dead or soon dead, and that Vleyborians do not interfere with those who are dead and who’s soul have already passed, for their obligation is to the living. However we both agree that to place an edict as important as forbidding the naming of those who are dead, to simply remind us of our priorities, is beneath our Gods.

Father Colton of our Faith believes that there is a pact between the two Deities, that they have agreed that the end of the journey of life should not touch the beginning, and that the cycle should remain uninterrupted. He writes: ”Lady Vleybor allows her followers to touch the followers of My Lord Kharach, to allow the healing of wounds in accordance to her wishes as the Lady of Life and Healing. In return, Lord Kharach allows his followers to ensure that the bodies of the dead, regardless of religious belief, are treated with respect, once the soul of that person has moved onto his Halls.”. Though I do not disagree, if by such action the cycle would be interrupted, even Good Deities would cast us out for such action, and instead, we only receive their displeasure. That to perform this proscribed action will cause damage is for certain, however, the specific harm must, therefore, be less serious than interfering with the cycle. As such I feel I must return to my original conclusion:

That to stand by the doorway to the Halls as attendants to the deceased and shepherds to the dying or dead, and to willingly contact a person blessed by the power of life, is to remind the dead of their lives – to cause them discomfort and pain as they remember the struggle of their existence, when they have been found worthy of eternal rest by His grace. We are tasked by our Lord Kharach to keep the sanctity of death and the dead, and to touch the faithful of Vleybor is as much of an anathema to this as naming those deceased. Thus is his edict and thus we strive to obey.

Lord Hamilcar
The Black Order

Kharach Religion

The Words of Kharach Regarding the Communion in Shielding MIX

The Words of Kharach regarding the Communion in Shielding MIX

To the Faithful of the Ever Merciful Lord of the Dead, and to those of Faith in the Light of the Seven,

At the recent Esca meet, a great task was completed. Two powerful abominations were destroyed, praise be to Kharach, and many other Abominations were smote to ruin.

But it is of the revelations of the previous evening of which I would speak, for it is the voice of Kharach with regards to this coming Communion of the Gods.

I had prepared the shrine to our Lord, and using a relic of the Lord of the Dead, had cleansed and then asked Lord Kharach to Bless the Shrine.

Once the blessing was complete, the Primate led a prayer in which the Defender of the Faith and myself took part, asking for clarification on His expectations of his Mortal flock. At the culmination of the Prayer, a servant of the Lord appeared, and answered these questions.

This coming Communion has everything to do with the War of the Gods in Elysium, and nothing to do with the battle of the Faithful with the Heretic on Arda.

The War in the Heavens, which could end in the destruction of the Heavens and the slaying of Sidhe’s Children, must end. Whilst there can never be peace between good and evil, between right and wrong, between Light and Darkness, there must exist a ceasefire. Conflict must end lest it shatter the Heavens. As a result, the Communion of the Gods must take place, and all thirteen Paragons must be present, or any decision may not be binding.

As for the followers of the Dark Gods in Arda and Ithron? Kharach’s message was clear. There can be no surrender to evil. There can be no peace with the enemy. Followers of the Seven cannot live side by side with the Heretic, with those who encourage greed, slaughter, corruption, selfish vanity, lies or pain. Therefore, amongst mortals at least, the fight must continue, the war between the followers of Light and Dark carry on until the Heretics are dead and the Faithful triumphant.

Thus it was spoken by the Servant to the Lord of the Dead, and thus it is written, on this day, the ninth day of Shoring in the year MIX.

Praise be to the Ever Merciful Lord of the Dead, Keeper of the Halls of the Slain.

Father Colton of Kharach
IX Shoring MIX

Kharach Religion

A Sermon Regarding the Merciful Lord Kharach

A Sermon Regarding the Merciful Lord Kharach

I am only too glad to speak to you about My Lord. As we respect Vleybor, who gives us life, so must there be death. Life without death is meaningless, as death gives life meaning, and vice versa. Therefore, to fully understand the Ever Merciful Lord of the Dead, one must first understand the place his worship takes in the Pantheon.

The Pantheon of the Seven

The Seven Gods of life exist as a Pantheon, and their Worship strives to aid and guide us throughout our lives, from birth to death and beyond. Each one of the Seven is important to each one of us, and some of us choose to follow one aspect of the Seven beyond others, one which fits with their views as to the most important aspect of our lives. This does not mean that we should ignore the others, however.

The very act of Life is a gift from Lady Vleybor, as is the strength to make us grow. It is also the beginning of the journey of our lives.

Once alive, we are given free choice by The All Father, so that our actions, and their consequences be ours alone. The Seven do not wish for automata, nor playthings. They wish for us to follow their ways out of choice.

On our journey, we are all influenced by:

Lady Crowa, who acts as a shield between those who would do us harm. Her followers stand with bared swords, and use them to keep away those with Murder and Heresy in their hearts, as well as sending the Denizens of Sharda back to where they belong, and destroying the filth that is undead.

Lord Rolbor shares with us his thirst for knowledge, and his generosity and willingness to Trade. With him, we learn strange and wonderful things, we trade with those who have what we do not, and we give to those who have less then us.

Lord Longstor teaches that we are a part of the Greater Cycle, that to live in balance with our surroundings we must respect the wild places of the world, and the creatures living within it.

Lady Tralda shows us fate, and luck, both good and bad. She also acts as the patron of the downtrodden, of those with no-where else to turn. Thieves, truly, but also circus performers, lawyers and courtesans all worship her.

Lastly, My Lord Kharach reigns over the death of us mere mortals. It is his will, and the duty of those who follow him, to ensure that when someone dies, and we all die sooner or later, it is done with as much dignity, and done with as little pain, as possible. He also asks that deaths be quick, which is one reason why the church frowns upon blade venom, but encourages the use of Swiftdeath, for example.

My Lord Kharach

A consequence of this is our Lord’s decree that the use of non-lethal weapons are not to be permitted. A lethal wound on the arm or leg is surely painful, but our Lord understands this and allows us the personal choice to heal these limbs. He does, after all, not wish for us suffer needlessly, nor to travel to his domain in parts. When we die, it is best that this is done whole.

Lethal wounds to the chest and head, whilst perhaps painful for a few seconds, ensure that the wounded quickly pass on to the Halls of My Lord. Any interference in this matter will quickly suffer the swift wrath of Kharach, for one of his followers stopping a soul from travelling onwards is a grievous sin.

Non-lethal wounds, however, are often just as painful, but do not start the Journey of that Soul onwards to the Halls of My Lord, and thus is deemed needless suffering. Thus any use of a non-lethal weapon by a member of the Church will again invoke the wrath of Kharach.

But death, and it’s swiftness and painlessness is only one aspect of My Lord’s Work.

The Priests of the God of Death are shepherds to the Soul, and whilst we are perhaps rightly considered frightening or morbid, our duty to Lord Kharach and the Seven is to ensure that a Soul, once freed from the chains of the flesh, is passed on to the Halls of the Dead where they are safe. Most followers of My Lord would put themselves at great risk to ensure the safety of the Souls of the people around them.

Lord Kharach is responsible for that Soul, that spark of Self that endures beyond death, to carry on to it’s just rewards in the heavens. It is within his halls that those who hold no faith above others finally rest, and the place that the devoted followers of the Seven are greeted before their journey takes them to the Halls of their Deity.

It is because of this reason that My Lord asks that we not interfere with the bodies of the Slain, at least not before their souls have moved onwards to the Halls. Any desecration would fill the Soul with fear and pain, and as such would go against the teachings of My Lord Kharach, again causing suffering.

Of course, once the Soul has moved on, the priests of My Lord often ensure that the bodies of the Dead are treated with the respect that will ensure that the Souls in the Heavens can rest easily. I myself work most days in the Mortuary in Brisel, preparing the bodies of those who have passed on. And My Lord’s command that his faithful are unable to touch a member of the faithful of Vleybor, at this point is rescinded.

As Lord Kharach is the end of the journey of our lives, so Lady Vleybor is the beginning. The End of the journey should not touch the Beginning. Lady Vleybor allows her followers to touch the followers of My Lord Kharach, to allow the healing of wounds in accordance to her wishes as the Lady of Life and Healing. In return, Lord Kharach allows his followers to ensure that the bodies of the dead, regardless of religious belief, are treated with respect, once the soul of that person has moved onto his Halls.

It is this reason that the act of resurrection, so cherished by the Church of Vleybor, is deeply frowned upon by both my Church, and Lord Kharach himself. However, Lord Kharach and Lady Vleybor have come to an agreement, thus the limit on possible returns from the dead being just one. Followers of My Lord will not choose to come back from the Halls, and anyone attempting this act on a follower of Lord Kharach would find themselves invoking the fearful Wrath of the Lord of the Dead.

It is the followers of the Lord of the Dead who, in death, travel out of the Halls of the Dead, and out into the Utterdark, a wild and untamed area outside of Kharach’s direct control filled with the souls of those who have not been laid to rest by a Member of the Church. It is also infested with the Plague that is Undead, and as such dangerous to those souls who remain as yet uncorrupted. Thus the Souls of My Lord’s fallen followers try to shepherd those fragile souls back to the Halls of the Dead to reach safety and peace.

The souls of the dead can be corrupted by the rites of the Filth of Undead, especially the unholy powerful ones, such as Vampires and Liches. However, the biggest culprit in the continued desecration of the souls of the fallen is the Filthy Necromancers who corrupt the souls of the fallen, thus animating the bodies into the crude mockery of life which offends all of the Gods, both Dark and Light, so.

But it is damage and irreparable corruption to the Soul which saddens and angers Kharach most, which is why his devoted followers are bent on the destruction of the Abomination that is Undead with such fury. All of us would rather lay down our lives for our Lord than allow the Filth that is Undead or Necromancers to continue their works.

In Conclusion

Certainly, the worship of My Lord Kharach is different to the worship of the other deities of the Seven. Kharach’s miracles available to us include many spells capable of destroying Undead creatures, or avoiding the filthy magical or unnatural powers that these creatures employ. It also includes the power to free the soul from the chains of the flesh and to shepherd it onto the Halls.

Thus our primary duties as Priests and Followers of His is to destroy the Undead and ensure the souls of the fallen are sent on to the Halls. Our other duties are more similar, as we are expected to preach the word of the Lord Kharach and the Seven. It may interest you that in my first three months of adventuring I have introduced two of my closest friends to faith, one to the Worship of Longstor, and one of the Worship of the Lady Vleybor.

Whilst I myself do not agree with many of the commands of the Lady Vleybor, I am aware that Faith in one of the Seven often suits different people, and that it is better for one to have faith than not. Not everyone is suited to the Worship of the Lord of the Dead, especially given my friend’s occupation as a member of the Guild of Physicians.

Last Notes

I hope that this has been useful to you. Whilst some faiths are at the opposite ends of the Journey of Life, I think that our devotion to our Gods and Goddesses bring us together, and that worship and respect of all of the Seven allow us to celebrate our similarities rather than concentrate on our differences. For down that road lie the selfish Heresy of the Dark Six.

My you walk in Kharach’s Shadow,

Father Colton of Lord Kharach
2nd Thawing MIX

Crowa Religion

Prayers to Crowa

A Prayer to Crowa

Lady Crowa;
This Day,
Lend us your strength and passion;
To bring your light to these lands,
and right the wrongs that befall them;
But let us not forget,
Your mercy and compassion;
For those less fortunate or blessed as we;
Praise be to Crowa!

A Winter Prayer

Lady Crowa;
On these cold days and dark nights
Let our hands be warmed by the strength of your heart
Let our path be shown by the light of your grace
Let our minds be focused by the majesty of your voice
Your will be done this day in Arda
Let the beast and abomination fall to our blades
And the glory of The Seven pierce the night sky as stars on high
Praise be to Crowa!

An Open Prayer

My Lady,
Thy will be spread by I your loyal servant.
I pray for those in need, so that your strength and mercy may find them and cleanse their thoughts, actions and Souls.
For Sergeant Obadiah Hakeswill, may his soul be saved as his life was, by the compassion and understanding of others.
For Keeper Wesley Timpleton Smythe, may he find you in his thoughts to guide and temper his actions in the coming weeks.
For Sister Alina, may her trust be found to be well placed.
For Sister Foj, may her dealings be forgiven and her soul secured in the light of The Seven.
For I, your humble servant, may I impart your divine will upon the lands and redeem myself in your eyes.
My Faith in Crowa

A Prayer for the New Year

Lady Crowa
In this new year,
Allow us our thoughts.
For friends
For loved ones;
For those we have lost
For those we have yet to meet.

Allow us our past mistakes;
Let them pass as teachers,
Not hinder our paths,
Oor darken our day.

Allow us our passion renewed;
To free the oppressed,
To crush the tyrants,
To destroy the Beast,
To banish the Abomination.

But most of all,
Allow us the light of your Love;
So our hearts need never know darkness,
And our faith be everlasting.

Praise be to Crowa!

Prayer from Drawing 1009

We give our Praise

To Lady Vleybor, for the spark of Life
To Lord Longstor, for the gift of Nature
To Lord Rolbor, for Knowledge and Trade
To Lady Tralda, for Luck and Games
To Lord Sidhe, for Truth and Reason
To Lord Kharach, for the safety of our Souls

But to Lady Crowa we owe our Passion. Our strength and courage are hers, borrowed until Kharach claims our souls and Longstor casts us to the light of Vleybor once again.

What she gives, she give not lightly!
To misuse these gifts is to invite darkness and damnation.
To use these gifts wisely is to embrace the light ofthe Goddess of Battle!
We, her chosen accept her challenge!
The weak and innocent are our charge.
The Bully, The Beast, The Abomination are our Prey!
Praise by to Crowa!

Glory to the Seven!

A Sermon on the Ways of The Seven

Delivered Pre-Rod Placement on Bone Island, 28th Thawing

Truth. Honour. Bravery.
These are the ways of The Seven

Compassion. Heroism. Reason.
These are the gifts that they bring.

To show these traits is to honour their names.
To shirk them is to bring corruption of the Soul!

We will be in death as we are in Life.
Our Faith is Eternal,
Our Will unwavering,
Our Hearts Pure!

Praise be to Crowa!
Glory to the Seven!

A Sermon on the Threats to Ithron

Delivered Pre-Battle on Bone Island, 1st Springsdawn

Lady Crowa,

The Land is in Darkness
We will light it with your grace

The people are afraid
We will give them strength

The churches are embattled
We will give them hope

The adventurers are divided
We will give them unity

Through us, your holy warriors,
Arda will be free
From Tyranny
From Oppression
From Beasts
From Abominations

The land will bathe in the glory of the Seven!

Crowa Religion

Prayers to be read aloud, or to one’s self for the worship of Crowa.

Prayers to be read aloud, or to one’s self for the worship of Crowa.


Dearest reader and bearer of this book,

May I begin by stating that my works hence were an act of worship to the divine lady above any other things and please read them as such.

Contained within are some everyday prayers to be used in times you deem appropriate.

They can be read aloud or quietly to one’s self at the users’ discretion, with the exception of the final work which is designed to be read aloud.

The final pages of the book have been left deliberately blank, this is so that you may add prayers of your own design to fit situations that you find upon your travels.

Praises unto the lady crowa.

A daily devotion

I …… do rise and prepare myself once more this day, I rise that I may be your servant lady crowa and through this solemn oath do I declare myself for you.

Lady crowa hear me,

I ……… do swear to uphold the rites and tenants for which I am bound by the church. And through those, obey your words lady Crowa, that all may grow mightier in your glorious light.

I ……… do swear that I am ready to lay down my life should it be required, in service to the innocent people of this land, that your wonder be ever upheld.

I …… do swear that I shall be brave in the face of fear, and that I will stand my ground to protect all those in my care, and through this all your children will be comforted.

Through this oath lady Crowa I announce my position with you, I shall work hard in your name and in the midst of all that is ahead be watchful over me.

Praises unto the lady.

Before a battle

Brave warriors should fate find us in battle, may our cause be just.
May our leaders have clear vision and may our courage not falter.
May we be triumphant and earn victory as we show mercy to our enemies.
May our efforts bring lasting peace.
May our sacrifice be always appreciated by those we serve.
May we return to our loved ones unharmed.
Should we be harmed, may our wounds heal.
Should we perish in the struggle,
May the gods embrace us and find for us a place in their Kingdom.
Praises unto the lady

A Prayer for Courage

Lady crowa, I ask for courage… Courage to face and conquer my own fears, and Courage to take me where others will not go.

I ask for strength…Strength of body to protect others and Strength of spirit to lead others.

I ask for dedication…Dedication to my job, to do it well…Dedication to my country, to keep it safe.

Give me glorious lady crowa, concern…For those who trust me and compassion for those who need me.

And please with benediction…..
Through it all…
be at my side.
Praises unto the lady

To inspire those around you

People of ithron and of the free world, hear these words.

Ahead of us we face perils untold, the promise of death and pain lurks in the shadows of our future.But we are the mighty warriors of the holy land, we are blessed of the gods and mighty of arm.Whatever paltry peril cowers ahead shall do nothing but fall at our feet in the presence of our might.

It is simply a wall to be broken through, but if we work together and if we are brave and true to one another, my brothers and sisters in arms. We shall claw victory from this day, and from many more days ahead. For we have it within ourselves to be mightier than we ever felt possible.

Brothers and sisters join me, praise the gods names that they may grant us strength.


Place your trust in one another and we shall grow stronger


Raise your weapons high


For lost souls

Lady Crowa, light of my world.
Upon this land many roam who have not found rest.
They have served their life, oh mighty lady
They have walked more than they should
They have been tattered and abused by evils and darkness.
May they find rest lady of the meek
May you take them into your warm embrace
Praises unto the lady.

When hope is gone


Goddess of protection and my most merciful benefactor,all around me is darkness, all around me is loss and sorrow, all around me is lamentation and hopelessness.

Most mighty and holy lady crowa, look upon me now. I pray that you deem me worthy to receive your great gifts, grant unto me the power and conviction to push on.

To push on up the hill, through the marsh and into the breach.To stagger forwards when my legs will carry me no further, to grasp my weapon in your name. And through that final gift to you gain favour in your eyes.

Lady crowa, the path ahead of me is dark, but through the divine inspiration of your teachings I shall push on.

For your glory, for your honour, for those to whom I am sworn to protect and for those who know me not. I am ever your servant, and as such I shall bring your glory upon my enemies.

Praises unto the lady

Upon the death of another

Lady Crowa, in weakness or in strength we bear your image.
We pray for those we love who now live in a land of peace,
Where the light of memory is dimmed, where the familiar lies unknown, where the beloved become as strangers.
Hold them in your everlasting arms,
And grant to those who care
A strength to serve, a patience to persevere, a love to last, and a peace that passes human understanding.
Hold us in your everlasting arms,today and for all eternity;
Praises unto the lady

Crowa Religion

Prayers and Benedictions for the travelling priest who wishes to deliver worship to the glorious lady Crowa

Prayers and Benedictions for the travelling priest who wishes to deliver worship to the glorious lady Crowa


THE grace of her hand, and the love of the lady Crowa, be with us all evermore.

After Sermon

GRANT, we beseech thee, Almighty Crowa, that the words which we have heard this day with our outward ears, may, through thy grace, be so grafted inwardly in our hearts, that they may bring forth in us the fruit of good living, to the honour and praise of thy Name.

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Prayer for the Warwick household

Wonderous Crowa, I your humble servant do beseech your applicance to these words. I come to you not as a strong member of my house but as a simple servant of you in your might.

Lady of battles most glorious watch over the house of warwick, protect and guide us in all our endeavours, and in payment to your glorious benedictions we swear before you to apply your laws unto our every action.

We swear also that we shall be bold and noble in your name and that we shall endeavour with all our strength to protect those who cannot do so for themselves.

For what is ours is also yours, as we grow so do you, and as we shrivel so doth your glowing light.

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Almighty Crowa, we, thine unworthy servants do give thee most humble and hearty thanks for all thy goodness and loving-kindness to us and to all men. We bless thee for our preservation, and all the blessings of this life, but above all for thine inestimable love in the redemption of the world by your blessed hand; for the means of grace and for the hope of glory. And we beseech thee give us that due sense of all thy mercies that our hearts may be unendingly thankful and that we may show forth thy praise not only with our lips but in our lives; by giving up ourselves to thy service, and by walking before thee in bravery and righteousness all our days.

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For someone without faith

Lady Crowa, before you stands many who have not yet seen the wonder of your might, may they look upon your brothers and sisters and understand the errors of their lives hence.

May they cast themselves wholly at your feet and offer heartfelt worship that they may live evermore at your side.

For you are the benefactor of all those who face peril, you are the bringer of saviours, the patron of heroes and the guardian of those lost.

We your servants understand the need to spread your light and your most holy word, may your divinity shine brightly throughout the lands, and may the lost come to it and bask in its brilliance.

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Prayer for those exposed to Danger

ALMIGHTY Crowa, the Saviour of all men and women folk alike, we humbly commend to thy tender care and sure protection, these thy servants who have come forth at the call of their land and country, to defend its rule and to protect its people in their property and homes. Let thy motherly hand, we beseech thee, be over us; let thy most Holy Spirit be with us; let thy good Archons have charge of us; with thy loving kindness defend us as with a shield, and either bring us out of our peril in safety, with a heart to show forth thy praises for ever, or else sustain us with that glorious hope, by which alone thy servants can have victory in suffering and death.

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For those whose souls are in peril

Brave and wondrous crowa, in your beneficence look upon those here whose souls are lost and tattered, take pity on these poor wretches and reach out to them in ways us mortals cannot.

Let thy holy spirit wash over them and this place and may they be cleansed so that they may take their rightful place besides you in the hall of spirits. As we show mercies unto their deathly forms, so we beg you show mercy unto that of us all that is everlasting.

May the force of spite which has placed them in such peril be cast down by you light, and may we be evermore bathed in such.

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Before a Battle

O MOST powerful and glorious lady Crowa, our guiding hand, that rulest and commmandest all thing brave and noble; thou sittest in your throne judging right: And therefore we make our address to thy Divine Majesty,in this our necessity, that thou would take our cause into thine own hand, and judge between us and our enemies. Stir up thy strength, lady of battle, come and help us; for thou givest not the battle to the strong, but canst save by many or by few.

O let not our sins now cry against us for vengeance; but hear us thy poor servants begging mercy, and imploring thy help, and that thou wouldst be a defence unto us against the face of the enemy. Bring unto us courage and bravery that with which we may serve you.

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ALMIGHTY Crowa, with whom do live the spirits of those who depart hence, and with whom the souls of the faithful, after they are delivered from the burden of the flesh, are in joy and fealty.

We give thee hearty thanks for the good examples of all those thy servants, who, having finished their course in faith, do now rest from their labours. And we beseech thee, that we, with all those who are departed in the true faith of thy holy Name, may have our perfect consummation and bliss, both in body and soul, in thy eternal and everlasting glory.

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On Deliverance from Enemies

O ALMIGHTY Crowa, who art a strong tower of defence unto thy servants against the face of their enemies; We yield thee praise and thanksgiving for our deliverance from those great and apparent dangers wherewith we were compassed. We acknowledge it thy goodness that we were not delivered over as a prey unto them; beseeching thee still to continue such thy mercies towards us, that all the world may know that thou art our Saviour and mighty Deliverer.

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For a Sick Person

Lady Vleybor mother of mercies and God of all comfort, our only help in time of need; Look down from the heavens, we humbly beseech thee, behold, visit, and relieve thy sick servant, for whom our prayers are desired. Look upon him with the eyes of thy mercy; comfort him with a sense of thy goodness; preserve him from the temptations of the enemy; give him patience under his affliction; and, in thy good time, restore him to health, and enable him to lead the residue of his life in thy awe, and to thy glory. Or else give him grace so to take thy visitation, that, after this painful life ended, he may dwell with thee in life everlasting.

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For Direction

DIRECT us, O Lady Crowa, in this doing, with thy most gracious favour, and further us with thy continual help; that in all our works begun, continued, and ended in thee, we may glorify thy holy Name, and finally, by thy mercy, obtain everlasting life.

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May almighty Crowa, who of her great mercy hath promised forgiveness of sins to all those who, with hearty repentance and true faith, turn unto her; Have mercy upon you; pardon and deliver you from all your sins; confirm and strengthen you in all goodness; and bring you to everlasting glory by her side.

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ALMIGHTY and most merciful Lady; We have erred, and strayed from thy ways like lost sheep We have followed too much the devices and desires of our own hearts. We have offended against thy holy laws. We have left undone those things which we ought to have done; And we have done those things which we ought not to have done; And there is no health in us. But thou mighty lady have mercy upon us, miserable offenders.

Spare thou those, Lady Crowa, who confess their faults. Restore thou those who are penitent; That we may hereafter live a righteous, and graceful life, To the glory of thy holy Name.

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