Ravenloft: The King is Dead...
An excommunicated warpriest privately serving the Lawgiver in his war guise
“The day they brought you to me you were clutching your belly and screaming at the other novices in the kitchen. You were unable to speak the king’s tongue so of course no one could tell me what in God’s name it was you were carrying on about. Prior Roberts was quick to declare you touched in the head but I saw that you were simply sick in body and wounded in spirit. Abbot Heribert sided with my assessment, and lucky for you he did, my boy! Else you would have been cast into the street with the rest of the day’s garbage. So, they brought you to me—still screaming—to the herbarium where I nursed your spirit back to health and subsequently taught you how best to crush a man’s skull in the service of our lord. We’ve come a long way from the scullery, you and I, but be wary lad: though the body be quick to mend, the spirit is another matter entirely…”
~ A final exchange between Brother Cadmus and his former young charge Brother Kalder in the Abbey nave at Lechberg, Borca.