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Chapter 5

The Sentinal, Insilanthos:
Added Mon Feb 11 23:18:50 2008 at level 29:

As I regained consciousness, I was met at the entrance to the Church by a
man who called himself, Insilanthos.

'None may enter!' he spoke with a firm tone. His near to motionless body
standing over me, gently caressing the skull pommel on his mace.

Eyes filled with dark hatred seemed to bore into my soul as I replied in
turn. 'I come seeking the Golden Hornet, Lord Khasotholas.'

The hatred in his eyes intensified and something near to a snarl curled his
thin lips. 'Lord Khasotholas no longer bothers Himself with the world you
know as Thera.' Hatred diminished as he glanced down at his hands and flexed
his fingers. 'I feel but a ghost of His strength remaining within me.'

'You will allow me enter the church of Our Lord Khasotholas. For both you
and I are the same, Insilanthos.' The words writhed from my lips. Anger
seethed inside me. I had come too far to be turned away.

The words flowed without thought. 'We are servants of the one true God of
this Empire... The one true God of Thera.'

What could have been a thoughtful look came to the face of Insilanthos. He
glared down into my eyes. 'Why should I believe you are anything more then
another false prophet. You who would come before Him, without wealth and
dressed as a begger. Yet you claim to herald the return of the mightest of
all Gods!'

'For now. All I need... All I desire... Is His blessing. In time, all else
will fall into place as He sees fit.' I seemed to be imbued with newly re-
newed confidence.

Insilanthos, looking down at his hands, sighed. 'He no longer cares for this
world.' And with that, he waved his hand in a dismissive manner.

Anger overwhelmed all sense of reason and words spilled from my mouth before
I could harness them. 'Perhaps you are losing faith, Insilanthos.'

'Arrogant fool!' he roared. Large hands grappled my throat. I could feel the
blood pounding in my head as his hands tightened their grip. A cold energy
surged from his hands, coursing through my body. 'We... Shall... See...' he
rasped before throwing me to the ground.