In the Consistorial Council rooms the council was discussing a nothing in particular as they do almost every day (As the council is constantly in session). Well, that was until a messenger came and spoke to the Derpy Hooves Faction representative; Alice Mendeleev. The grey robed monk then dismissed the messenger and turned to the council.
"Word comes from afar my Brothers." He spoke solemly in a rather high voice fitting of his name. "A catholic historian just wrote a history of the world."
"Were we... Included?" Asked a shadowy figure in the corner, backed by two others, all with strange looking clothes.
"Yes."
Audible intakes of breath appeared from across the hall - Llanfar had never been recorded in a catholic history book ever before.
"They claimed we followed a
made up religion," More gasps from all sides. "And that are history is
fictionalized!" At this there was uproar across the room, the proud cardinals could not accept the concept of such an insult to their culture and heritage. Arguments started erupting as to who's fault it was.
Finally the leader of the Discord Faction, who had silently moved from his dark corner, shouted "Stop!" The cardinals suddenly stopped their bickering, everyone turned round. "I've got a plan..."
"Pray tell?" Replied a crusader.
"I hear there's a catholic priest nearby...
2 Weeks later...
In Rome the ambassador of Llanfar had requested an audience with the pope. As they met in a great hall the Ambassador was followed by another man wearing odd clothes that you couldn't look directly at, no matter how hard you tried, your eyes just couldn't focus on it. The odd man had a bundle over his shoulder.
The ambassador spoke warmly to the Pope "My friend here has a gift for you." before walking away, the other man also turned to leave and he dropped the ragged bundle on the floor. The two of them walked out saying no more.
A moment later a guard looked inside the bundle and was horrified with what he saw. It was a dead man. Wearing the robes of a priest and a cross around his neck. But he had been brutal beaten by the looks of it and horribly a note had been nailed into his forehead, it read;
Dear Pope "his Holiness",
We don't want trouble but we want you to know;
Our History, our heritage are real.
And most of all:
Our Religion is Real
After peeling the note from the man's skin and even more horrible message manifested itself. Before his eyes the skin on the man's head began to change colour, to form a pattern... It was a well known Llanfarian symbol:
Everyone from the Consistorial council seemed a bit grey for the next few weeks, although people say it was just a trick of the light.
