Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-36289716-20190313150235/@comment-26120744-20190316231834

“Yes, but after my sermon is complete. Now, watch and listen!”

The caterpillar dissolves, reduced to a gory paste. Then it reforms as a butterfly, bursts from its cocoon, and flies off.

“Do you see?” The man said. “Do you see the perfect symbol the butterfly is for our faith? The Primordial Creator forged such a creature as a gift, a sign! Do not cling to your maggot-forms my friends! Spread your wings, and fly to the light!”

The crowed cheered and hollered in support. Once they died down, the preacher walked to the Cabal soldier.

“What do you need, my brother?”