*With a troubled expression Ian Duskwalker slowly kneels in front of the alter. Raising his face to the skies Ian
folds his hands together and begins to speak in an anguished voice to the Gods.*
My heart is heavy as I kneel here and speak to you this day. For days I have been struggling with this and I know not what to do. I am lost and need help. During a conversation with Cleric Doyle I heard something that weighs heavily upon me. Cleric Doyle made mention that there are clerics in the lands that believe battle is a necessary evil. Such words have my heart twisted in knots and torture my mind.
*As a single tear slips down his cheek Ian Duskwalker continues.*
How can any of your servants believe such a thing? How can you allow them to believe such a thing? Necessary evil? There is no such thing as necessary evil. There is simply evil and if there are clerics walking the lands that believe they do evil...then evil is what they shall do.
You know I strive to become one your chosen. I wish to be nothing else. It is my life and my life will be given in return...and yet...I am shaken.
I want to serve but I can not serve the good of the people by performing evil for that is evil in its own right. I want to be your instrument but I can not give myself over to Gods that would allow their servants to perform evil in the name of holiness. I know the lands are torn asunder and the people are in pain and need help but I can not believe that the ends justify the means and I can not believe you do either.
In battle we are your holy grace. We are your light in the darkness and when we must be...we are your judgment. We stain our hands with other's lifeblood to spare your flock the pain and suffering of doing so themselves. We walk hand in hand with death so that others will not have to. It is not a necessary evil. It is a divine duty and priveledge. To see the look in a child's eyes when they see their father return home at the end of a day's work, to see a babe suckling at his mother's breast, to see two young people with love in their eyes...they are the reason we go to battle and there is no necessary evil in that. There is love in our sacrifice and with love we shall prevail.
With necessary evil we shall fall.
*With tears running down his cheeks Ian weeps openly as he implores the Gods above him with hands raised.*
Help me understand but above all never let me do evil and help those who believe they do. Help us all...