At the Altar of Crom
Crom, as the Chronicles of Conan tell us, is a God who does not often listen to prayers. But he rewards valor and likes good gifts. So today I lept from a tree and strangled a horned Hart of fierce disposition after some mighty combat. I lay the freshly slain Hart at the alter of Crom and with it's blood make offering with a soft prayer that the hateful worshipers of the false God who speak so darkly of the followers of other religions should vanish from CS land. I limp home hopeful Mighty Crom believes my deed was valiant enough so that my request is considered.
A sacrifice to Crom
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