The Monastikon Chronicles: Incipit
Thou Should Prepare To Confront Thy Unearthly Foes!
“Necessitas etiam timidos fortes facit [Need makes even the timid brave]” – Sallust.
rother Brad am I, humble monk from the holy flock of Brambyre, from the southern counties of Aengland, locked in an abnormal quest to deliver us from an unearthly evil.
So, as this ixth day of thys present monthe drew to a dark and murky close, I found myself at the main door to Rosebyrne Abbey, several miles south of Lundinum. The menace I seek resides within… and has done, apparently, for some time…
Exasperated beyond measure, I had to knock upon that door several anxious times before someone answered it. A small, timid man with a bulbous growth protruding from his brow, completely concealing his left eye, came to my aid.
“Ah, ye be the Brother named Brad? The Abbot is expecting thee! Please, come…” he bumbled, hastily swinging the door…
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