New Beliefs

The great iron doors of the ancient cathedral opened with the slow, malevolent movements of an approaching thunderstorm. The five soldiers of the Levalimar strode into the grim chamber with confidence and determination. Faith in Belial held their minds at ease in the presence of the unspeakable, palpable evil within the darkened sanctuary.

Long ago, the cathedral had been a place of worship of Allyse but now it became the ground of heretic worshiper Belial. It stood as a triumph of the Levalimar’s architecture, reaching towards the heavens with a pinnacle of gleaming marble. Alas, it had long ago fallen into disuse by the righteous, and word had spread that new rites and worship were taking place in the fallen chapel. When the soldiers arrived, they found the once-clean windows boarded over. Dirt, ash, and stains of questionable origin had darkened the polished marble exterior.

The commander pushed against the doors of the cathedral and they resisted his arms for a moment, but then s