Aggravating Circumstances

18.3.111

I can only now, after some time has past, record what happened as I returned from the Eve Gate.  I was passing through Amarr space and decided to dock and pray, to commune with a higher power and give the fire inside me a purpose. 

I stopped off at some backwater Amarrian system and found a chapel away from the busy through routes at the spaceport.   It was a beautiful chapel, I have always been an admirer of religious architecture, and this was a fine example.  It was fairly quiet inside, a few amarrians busy at their devotions, they did not stir as I passed them buy heading for the alter.  There were no members of the clergy present and I paid this no mind, I was a free member of Amarrian society, despite my blood and ancestry, I had the right to be here.  I prostrated myself before the alter and lost myself in prayer.

I don't know how long I lay there, but I became aware of angry voices and foot steps approaching.  'Who allowed this desecration?  Summon this things master, I want it gone from here.'  It was a whiny petulant voice.  Without looking up I knew it was the priest, I had met his type before, 'Don't worry yourself Priest, I am leaving.'.  I strode to the door pausing to look back at the alter, as I did so the priest shouted to one of his minions, 'get it out of here, and tell it's master that property is to be controlled.' the poor underling laid a hand on me and tried to push me to the door.  'Property.....? '  I felt the fire rise inside of me, the wheel of fire filling my vision.  Instead of opening the door I bolted it.  I felt the fire filling me, the rage building, I could here the priest screaming for me to leave, the urgent demands from the cleric next to me, I drew my bowie knife and silenced the pitiful wretch and strode quickly to the priest who was standing, his mouth opening and closing but no sound coming out 'You should be careful who you insult, free men where I am from don't take kindly to being referred to as property.'

He fell to his knees, whining that he was sorry, that it was a mistake, I did not listen I let the fire inside take me........Blood.....so much Blood.....and screaming.........then.....silence.

I regained my senses, kneeling at the alter a blood stained knife in my hand, they were all dead....all of them.....what had I done......what have I become......