The Priest left his home to seek enlightenment, travelling far he found many influences and learnt much, bringing him closer to his target. Many years pasted and with his new found wisdom decided to return to the town he grow up in. Bringing the knowledge he had gathered to bring new prosperity to the people, he would nourish them guiding their growth to new heights. His return was not met with joy but with destruction. The emptiness of the farms on the out skirts brought fear and the town itself was little more than remains. The marks left were alien to his knowing and far out reached his understanding, what could of done this and what tools could they of possessed to do so? Rage filled his suffering heart and mind. Taking up his Thuribles, all that had survived in his old house of worship, he took up a hunt to find whom done this. Despite his deity. Despite his beliefs.
