And here we are, with the Empyreans. The noble cleric caste, if you will. Here, however, money is not the currency, but faith, devotion and penance. However, Judge Cleric could not keep up with Purgatos’ faith. She was convicted of her sins and the judgement was passed. Shame… aehm… Redemption, yes redemption. Now the lady can unburden herself of the heavy responsibility of her office and we have judged the supreme cleric. It’s really beautiful here, heavy rain, bells echoing from high above, ethereal choirs paired with pleas for redemption, even if it’s only redemption from the pain.
Incidentally, Purgatos now has new fashionable clothes. Apart from the hat, it looks good, but I’m still not sure about the headdress. There’s also been a small upgrade to his weapons. He looks smart, although I also kind of liked the charm of the impoverished pilgrim with empty, dirty pockets.
