The Quintus Ennius family/Aeneas preaching1

Aeneas walked through the city of Ibladesh again. His first visit was to the awe inspiring temple of the Pantheon, as has become tradition every day he spend in Ibladesh City.

"Oh great gods of the Pantheon, I kneel before you yet another time and I pray to the heavens to reach though greatness. I pray for the well-being of my brothers and sisters and for your support in these horrifying times"

Then he stood up again, because his ritual had not finished yet. He walked towards the great statue of Sartan, with armour and weapon he stood there magnificent and all powerful.

"Hail, thee Sartan god of War and battle, god of brave men and women. I praise to thee as your strength has flowed through my blood always and granted me strength whenever I needed so. Your power has saved thousands of lives and your grace has granted us many victories. Hail thee Sartan, may our brothers solute you, and pray to you thousand times over before they march to battle."

Then when he had finished suddenly he heard the noise behind him. Several hundred of peasants had gathered behind him, it seemed his praises and prays were loud enough for bystanders to behold. But not only peasants had gathered, he could recognise several noblemen as well.

"Citizens of Ibladesh, have faith. For the gods will not abandon those without faith, they will not betray those who give their lives to the gods and pray and praise their names into the heavens. The gods show mercy for the heathens who see the light. Do not be frightened if you are not a believer yet for the Pantheon has mercy, however for those who continue to pray to heathen gods: Be aware. For the vengeance of the gods is perhaps even greater than their mercy. They will leave no brick standing, no life untouched for those who pray to false gods. Convert to the gods, walk inside the temple and speak to our priests and behold the greatness of the gods. Convert and show your faith, for it is the only way to redemption and a honourable life!"

He then took a short break. "Noblemen of Ibladesh, your path, your lives are even more threatened. You will soon be out in the field again, you will risk your lives against the invading heathens, those who wish to murder every living soul in our nation. Without faith you will not return safely from the field for long, you will get wounded or worse..." he waited for a dramatic effect "death! membership of the church is not enough, the gods desire devotion and prayers. Turn to the gods and they will be there to guard you. Pray to Sartan before you move onto the fields, pray his grace and might and he shall grant you strength you have never felt before. Show your faith and your life will be guarded and spared. Where death awaits you they will prevail..death turns into small shallow wounds and your life will be spared. Turn to the gods before you move out again, but also channel your faith together. For all brothers must fight and stand together, such is the way of war! You do not leave another behind, you fight together, under one flag, under one path, the path of the gods!"