The beasts were being burnt at the stake, the middle of town now smelt like burnt flesh and smog. The holy work enacted within the town was both swift and merciless, many resisted, they were utterly consumed by the lies of the false priest. I found that fact unfortunate, but as a follower of the Golden God my heart must be still, it cannot be swayed by the cries of those who do not wish to see.
     Looking around, the townspeople were consumed by the sight of the bonfire. Many were crying because their loved ones refused to abandon their beliefs. Grumbling to myself I wondered if there was more that I could do? How could I ease everyone's suffering? Mastigo has lost workers which means the harvest will be poorer and bandits still harry the outskirts. 
     That question then lead to another, I wondered if I should continue with my mission or remain here and help the people? Finding King Ushoran was my own personal desire, but it didn’t help that the Golden God has also spurred me on and has aided me with my quest many times. 
      ‘Is something wrong Sir Vindex?’ To my right Livia was speaking up. 
      ‘No.’ I answered. ‘It’s nothing at all.’ 
      ‘Are you sure? You seem to be lost in thought, how about you get some rest? It’s our turn to help you. After all you freed us from the evil priest.’
      Her request was sudden, but it should of been expected. I smiled at the young lady ‘there is actually something you can do for me.’ 
      Livia smiled. ‘Anything, just ask.’ 
      I pointed back to the church. ‘I wish to stay there for the rest of the night, I wish to consecrate it and speak to my God.’
      ‘A-Are you sure? We cleaned out...but the dried blood is still there...’
      ‘Blood normally doesn’t bother me, but it’s important that no one disrupts the rite I wish to do.’
      The young lady’s eyes suddenly glittered with surprise. ‘Are you a holy knight then? What’s the name of your God? I would like to offer a prayer to them myself for delivering you to us.’  
      Her curiosity gave me pause, I wondered if the Golden God was watching me now? If he was he would want me to spread his glory to the whole of the mortal realms. I gave Livia a small smile. ‘Nagash.’ I answered. 
      ‘Nagash…’ Livia repeated, she tapped her cheek with her finger. ‘Where have I heard that name?’ 
       ‘He is the Golden Shepard of the dead, he who guides souls to the afterlife. His justice is cold and fair. You can also call him the Golden God.’ 
       ‘Honestly, that might be what we need. We all want justice, but we don’t have the strength to gain it…’ 
       As Livia’s frail words entered my ears I discarded my previous plan, I will do my prayers here. I walked towards the burning bonfire, everyone started to me stare at me in confusion, wondering what I was doing. 
      I lowered my head, and bought my hands together. ‘Lord Nagash, Balancer of the Scales, Arbiter of Justice….I beseech you...Accept these offerings, these dark souls who must be locked away forever in your oubliette….’
     The flames shifted to a wonderful gold, as I then blinked just for a second the flames were a cold green. Seeing such a sight I shook my head, the bonfire quickly returned to it’s golden brilliance. ‘Lord Nagash hear my prayers! These people seek justice! Bandits and heretics prowl these lands! Taking what doesn’t rightfully belong to them!’ 
     The golden flames transformed into an aspect of a skull. I could hear the people behind me dropping to their knees, I raised my hands to the avatar of my diety, I then knelt like everyone else. ‘My Lord you humble me with your presence.’ 
     ‘So your clouded eyes brought you here?’ The voice of the Golden God boomed through the town. 
      I dipped my head as the God spoke. ‘Yes my lord, I couldn’t ignore these people.’ 
     ‘I couldn’t ignore them.’ The Golden God responded. ‘You are me, as you walk so do I, as you speak, my edicts reach the hearts and minds of those around you. Tell me...How long have you been wandering the realm Arch Reagent?’ 
     ‘Centuries my lord. I’ve lost count.’
     ‘Yet you still haven’t found him?’ 
     ‘No my Lord.’ 
     ‘It seems instead of working as a lone fragment hunting for a sign of the Blood Rose Prince you should put your gifts to use.’
     ‘My gifts to use? I-I don’t understand...’  
     ‘The blood of Ushoran runs strongly within your veins, your faith consumes all around you. Use it, form a crusade and bring justice to these lands. Start by taking the best men of this town on a hunting trip, from there your destiny will unfold….’ 
      The golden flames ebbed away, leaving the ashes of the dead behind. I rose and turned to the townspeople, they were awe-struck. I cleared my throat, I tried to put as much authority as possible into my voice. ‘So, who wishes to go hunting tomorrow night?’