The Warrior punishes those who believe themselves beyond the reach of justice. But the Mother shows her mercy to those who kneel before her
The gods' judgment is fierce, but also fair.
The poor disgust us because they are us, shorn of our illusions. They show us what we'd look like without our fine clothes. How'd we smell without perfume
There are some who know every verse of the sacred text, but don't have a drop of the Mother's mercy in their blood
Together we announce a new age of harmony. A holy alliance between the Crown and the Faith
To die in the service of the gods would please each and every one of us
The Faith Militant are very stern with those who overstep their bounds