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Me when I get the idea of writing St. Ignacio’s diary and research notes more in depth instead of Dies Irae, the WIP I’ve neglected for months:
A saint for a dnd campaign my friend @astragalomancer made but they never got around to her haha. Her name is Saint Ribu and shes the saint of bakers, bees, and the harvest
Angels cannot tell lies and will only tell the truth or avoid speaking altogether if they cannot be truthful. Whether this is due to their obligations to God or they are simply incapable of conceiving of lying is unknown. Angels will verify their identity and stick to the point of their visit to you. They will stay on topic and quickly depart once their message is delivered or their mission carried out for they detest being away from their Lord for long.
Demons, by contrast, are habitual liars that disguise themselves as angels to lure the innocent and ignorant. They too, will claim to be an angel but will attempt to engage in conversation with you. Never speak to a demon, no matter how innocent or well-meaning their inquiries may be as they can and will use any information they glean against you.
—St. Ignacio Navarra, Treatise on the Celestial and the Demonic. circa.1656
4th of August, 1658
Our seminary, St. Michael’s, recently ordained fourteen men to the diaconite all of which are now accompanying priests from our order on missions and other ministerial duties. Deacons are restricted to solely supportive roles in investigating incidents and hutning monsters, but the experience of observing and living alongside their experienced brothers cannot be replicated within a seminary’s walls.
The deacon who has been assigned my companion in recent days is Armando Halcerno of Naples. He is lodged in the attic room that is typically reserved for maids as the rectory currently does not have a live-in housekeeper. Armando makes no complaints and has been adjusting quite well. He has already displayed considerable skill with a blade and is quickly becoming one of the best trackers that I have had the pleasure of working with.
Deacons in the field are the responsibility of their mentors so any injury or illness that may belie Armando during his tenure with me is to be blamed on me. Granted, illness, injury and even death can be an unavoidable risk of our work but a hunter must taken precautions to ensure the safety of himself and those around him. I always impress this point upon Armando and strive to teach him by the example I must be.
Some of my contemporaries fancy me too strict and more like a milkmaid towards my pupils then a proper man and spiritual father but I’ve seen too much perfectly avoidable deaths and wounds occur to well-meaning but ill prepared clergy in my time as an independent hunter. I thank God every day for prompting His Holiness’ to approve of the formation of my order; the Church now has a formalized and strategic method to train and dispatch persons to exterminate Her supernatural enemies on Earth.
-From the Diaries of St. Ignacio (Vol. 1: 1656 to 1664)