High above the thatched rooftops of Hanrahan Town, Loman Lothian stood atop the westernmost tower of Hanrahan keep, lowering the glittering Bow of Stars before he collapsed to one knee, taking shelter behind the stone parapets before the demons could retaliate against him and trembling with exertion from unleashing his Arrow of Judgment.
"Disciple Loman!"
"Disciple!"
Two of the twelve acolytes who had joined Loman atop the tower to serve as 'arrows' in his 'quiver' rushed forward to support the black-robed Disciple before he completely collapsed from the exertion of unleashing such a powerful manifestation of the Holy Lord of Light's judgment on the demons below.
