"Fanfare of the Faithful"

Note · 40 gp · Weight 2

"As soon as the supplies for the festivities had been brought into the city and the heralds had spread the news throughout the localities, the celebration began. Thousands of Kenabresians took to the streets to hail their stalwart defenders. Trumpeters and drummers opened the procession, with the orders following behind — the crusader brethren with their gleaming steel and their banners flying high. The first to come were the Everbright Crusaders, the most virtuous and righteous of all Kenabres's defenders. So deep was their devotion that, when confronted with the shouted greetings and the glinting of adoring eyes, many of the knights began to pray as though attempting to ward off sinful pride. Leading the contingent and flanked by higher-ranking crusaders was the order's commander, the esteemed Ciar Cobelen, who is a father to his soldiers and a mentor to his recruits. Next came the Order of the Flaming Lance — those indefatigable persecutors of evil and vice, renowned for their doggedness and fortitude. A heavy shadow veiled the faces of those crusaders, who too often have witnessed the monstrous nightmares of the Worldwound and who daily risk their very souls in service of the vulnerable and defenseless. Commander Miammir, famed for her scholarship and sagacity, marched with the order's rank and file. The procession continued with the crusaders of the Order of the Sunrise Sword. At the sight of their banners, many in the crowd began singing songs and ballads composed long ago by the valiant souls of this order. The spark of inspiration that once breathed life into poetry and odes has grown among the members of this order into a blaze of righteous purpose, which has allowed it to wage war against the Abyss with ever greater success. Ashus Striegher led his order, nodding to the welcoming crowds. Also in evidence among the pennants of the orders were those of the inquisitors, the followers of Prelate Hulrun — relentless witch hunters who devote their days and nights to punishing traitors and heretics. Bringing up the rear of the parade, under the command of Irabeth Tirabade, was the unassuming Eagle Watch, who apply their talents to sniffing out enemy spies in the city. The Eagle Watch was the humblest of all the orders in attendance, surpassed by all the rest in both size and splendor. Proceeding past the gates, the cavalcade made its way through the city's streets to the guard of honor waiting to greet the noble heroes along with Terendelev herself in propria persona..."