The night the sky was torn...
Father Tolken eyes burst open he felt divine pressure immense enough to awake him from his deep slumber, something was amiss. Outside his chamber he could her the stirring of his disciples their footsteps echoed threw out the hallway, a second later their was loud banging at his chamber.
"Grand Priest, Grand Priest your presence is needed...Are you awake Holiness?" A young voice called from beyond the door.
Father Tolken recognized the voice as Lamont, a young who is assistant to the Vice Monk Gerald.
Tolken still in his night garb answer the door cautiously.
"What is it my child? What stirs the entire temple at this hour of night?"
"In the town my Holiness in the town something has landed and the sky my Lord it is scared with its trail." The young monk replied.
What! The sky? torn? How could that be, be still and remain calm my child."
Father Tolken grabbed his staff.
"I shall have to see this myself"
Father Tolken motion as fast his frail body could take him threw out the temple to front door.
"By Rah!" The Head priest exclaimed as he exited the temple...
The Head priest mouth was fully extended as he looked upon the night sky, he had hoped the young monk had exaggerated, but his eyes did not deceive him, nor did the words of the young monk. The sky was indeed torn, by countless streams of blue light all originating from one point across the horizon. The streams brightened the night sky and he could smell the divine presence in the air for it was so thick around him, but what shook the High priest to the bone was that one of the streams of blue light had indeed landed at the outskirts of the town.
At once father knew what he must do he had to get their as fast as he was able. Whatever had landed their was divine in nature and the father knew he must investigate whatever it was first hand.
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