Infidels, A Silent Threat

Infidels, A Silent Threat  

On this day in the beautiful realm of Cyclopa I awoke to a pleasant surprise. While the donation box had been filled with an excess of zombie flesh (we'll see where that tomfoolery gets you on The Cyclopes's judgement day), it had also been graced with generous gifts from our most revered supporters!

Potatoes, an original music piece, and gold, the precious...

However, I am sad to say that these donations may have only been a diversion. A new threat has arisen in our peaceful valley, and while the righteous such as myself seek only enlightment and to spread the glorious monocular word to the masses, infidels threaten to destroy that dream. Luckily I was out of the church at the time (most certainly not working on a passage to a hole where future sinners shall be thrown). 

Our church had been decimated by an improvised explosive device hidden in what appeared to be a semi-sentient, mobile pickle. Rest assured that those responsible  were dealt with, and laid to rest in a public fashion, to serve as a reminder to all.

The Graves of the Sinners stands just behind the pulpit of the church, so that it may be seen during sermons

I am confident that this threat has been neutralized, but we will have to remain ever vigilant. Until next time.

The Cyclops is watching you right now...

--Ashton, The Exalted Grand Sorcerer of Truth