Sallowtown/Feeding of the Pit

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The Feeding of the Pit

As his mandate dictated, in order to be recognize the incarnate of Prince Sallow and thereby the Prince of Sallowtown, Lord Bowie Ironsides had to reveal the claw mark on his chest and perform the ancient ritual that could only be done by the Prince - the Feeding of the Pit.


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The Feeding of the Pit

The Dark Count entered the centre of the city carried on a chair by seven servants. The Sallowsians had gathered there to inspect their new overlords.

The Dark Count found his place by the stone pit and stood on a wooden stage above the crowd. He took of his shirt and revealed the claw mark placed on him by the Great Dragon Sallow so long ago when he first received the mandate.

They gasped.

He then signaled to his men who brought in a procession of goods and animals. There were four baskets of fruits and vegetables, two goats, two sheep and three cases full of the finest wines. These items were to be fed to the pit in the ancestral offering as custom dictated. Only the Prince could perform this duty. Bowie would perform this ritual for the public.

He raised his arms and spoke.

“Sallowsians! Your Dark Age has ended! I – the incarnation of Prince Sallow - will deliver you by performing the Feeding of the Pit. By this ritual, your misery, suffering, famine and poverty will end. By this ritual you will recognize me as the true Prince. These items beside me will be fed to the mouth of the Dragon beneath this pit.

Behold on my chest and the marking of the Mondorri House. Behold the Feeding of the Pit!”

He began to pour the baskets down the pit. Vegetables and fruits dropped to the depths of the dark well. Then, one by one, the animals were walked over the stone too. Goat to sheep were dropped down the pit. Their bleats were heard the whole way down. Then bottles of wine were smashed and poured down the pit.

The crowd awed and responded in a furor, “He’s our Prince! He’s our Prince! Rejoice for Prince Sallow! Rejoice for the incarnate Prince –“ and they stopped.

The Dark Count spoke up, “I am the Demon of Dwilight, the Fugitive of Fissoa, an Outcast of Madina, your Pariah of D'Hara, a Badmouther of the Raivanlands, the Temple Builder of Qubel and the Champion of the Duchess of Diamonds!. I am Lord Bowie Ironsides Prince of Sallowtown!”

Fireworks were lit and the city exploded into a massive celebration.

Prince Bowie raised his arms and yelled over the noise,

“Crusaders, this is your triumph! Rejoice for your achievement. You will be remembered forevermore!”

The city was a mess of confetti and people. A party like this was long over due for the Sallowsians. Dark Ages often do not permit such fun. Now, they were liberated from obscurity.

The Prince of Sallowtown!

Bowie Ironsides

Count of Qubel