Gragnel/Sermons/Stories Songs and Sorcery Party 02082025/Prayer Kertigen

Gragnel gets a pitted iron comb from inside his leather longcoat.

Gragnel runs his iron comb through his hair.

Gragnel runs his iron comb through his hair.

Gragnel puts his comb in his leather longcoat.

Gragnel smiles broadly as he steps forward and takes a position facing the crowd.

Gragnel loudly says, "Greetings, one and all. My name is Gragnel Durbin and I am a Priest in the service of our mighty and noble, Lord Damaris of the Immortal Thirteen."

Gragnel lightly touches his panther pin as he says a quick prayer.

Gragnel nods.

Gragnel matter-of-factly says, "Now, as any sane individual should, I carry great reverence for all of the Thirty-Nine of our faith. If you believe in one, I feel like ya kinda don't have a choice about believing in them all."

Gragnel loudly says, "And, in keeping with the theme tonight, I have prepared something on Lord Kertigen for you."

Gragnel says, "I thank you in advance for your time."

Gragnel gets a ceremonial prayer tome embedded with a trio of night diamonds from inside his leather longcoat.

Gragnel opens his prayer tome.

Gragnel adjusts his silver spectacles into place.

Gragnel clears his throat.

Gragnel recites:

   "Lord Kertigen, ever have you been as a loving tutor unto we mortals.
    Your divine inspiration alone is responsible for many amazing works.
    From the craftsmen who revere your vast skills and commanding knowledge,
    To the weary traveler in need of protection from pilfering hands.
    All professions bow before you and your majesty."

Gragnel recites:

   "Lord Kertigen, you inspire our greatest mediators and are venerated by Traders far and wide.
    Creator of the very moons which hang over our heads each day.
    Wise and stalwart, you give us all a reason to exercise common sense and honest dealings.
    We gather here today in your glorious name.
    The name of Kertigen."

Gragnel recites:

   "Lord Kertigen, we ask that you aid us in our fight against those who would steal from our number.
    Vile thieves who block out the stars and loom menacingly over us.
    Be ever like a father to us and help the children of you and your fellow Immortals.
    Help us to create one of the best creations one could make..."

Gragnel hopefully says, "Please help us to create a peaceful end to all this."

Gragnel loudly says, "Thank you all once again."

Gragnel closes his prayer tome.