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As the incense impregnates the air and the night is at its darkest moment, sinister chanting will haunt the sky, followed by a storm of arrows that will fall on all enemies of the Church of Wrath.
Hiding in the shadows at a safe distance, the vile nuns spread out and surround enemy forces or settlements, unleashing volley after volley of darts until all their foes or heretics are dead.
The vile nuns come from all backgrounds and races as long as they embrace the church’s teachings and worship the Defunct Whisperer, their mysterious and dark deity. At first, the novice nuns will endure weeks of torment by being cleansed of corruption, their flesh viciously flayed, burned or ripped as they renounce their former lives. After surviving the ordeal, the nun will receive her official robes and be sent to the Abbey of Anguish, where their formal training begins under the tutelage of senior nuns.
How much time each nun spends in the abbey is unknown. The only certain aspect is that by the time they leave, they are fervent followers of the church, living for the gospel and to combat the enemies of the church. Their memories, instead of bringing joy, serve as a reminder of the impure lives
they led before.
The nuns avoid speaking to outsiders, but will do so to get information about places or things. They always travel in groups, the bonds between them being so strong that they leave none of the group behind.
After ten years of being a member of the church, the nuns are sent on a pilgrimage to the Desert of Shadows, a desolate location covered in perpetual darkness and infested with swarms of insects whose sounds drive any living creature mad. Nuns that survive the ordeal are left permanently deaf,
only capable of hearing the faraway whispers of their sinister deity. This act is called the Final Libation.
Only a handful of nuns have survived the libation, and they roam the halls of the Basilica of Atonement at night, talking to themselves and claiming that they have been “touched” by the Defunct Whisperer. They are holy and in a state of grace; beyond any attempt at mortal comprehension and existing between two different planes.
