An Open Challenge to the Blazing Sun

[Posted in various parts of the Barony near the camp of the Burning Sun]

To the leader of the group known as The Burning Sun,

I, Ephrem, Priest of Valos and Primus of the Church of Light in Travance,
do hearby make challenge of one-on-one combat at the next moon.
Let the combat be in the form of a debate
and the weapons be the words and ideas of our disparate theologies.
Resolution for the affirmative and the negative and the rules governing the debate to be agreed upon by both parties.
As to location, I am willing to stand within your camp for said event. The time can be set after agreeing to the rules of engagement.

Father Ephrem,
I offer myself as your second.

On my honor,

And when logic and reason fail you, as they do often do in regards to such blatant jackassery, let me be the first to offer you claw in lieu of handshake and fang in place of word. Though Father Ephrem may believe that you have a conscience hidden inside of you that might respond to debate, I do not, for I have spoken with you several times. I can smell the giddy cruelty on you, and I can sense your stubbornness to ever so much as glance outside of your pathetic box of belief.

When I finally sink my teeth into your throat and feel your life spill over them, you can see for yourself what salvation awaits you.

I will enjoy watching you die.

We are interested to see you fight priest. Be wary, they show no honor, and will facade their violations as holy and just. Bring others with you, we will accompany you if we wish in the moment. It is our belief however you will fail however.

It would please us greatly to see you succeed. Don't get cut.

What wasteful sentiment.
Let us debate your right to live.
No,
You're wasting time, Ephram.
Best arrest me now,
I'm going killing.

Niko Malagan






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You see and that's the spirit! Sing a song we will! The tempo to be kept, with bodies hitting the ground.