O high priest of B'Caw?

[Maksym Hadjimehmetov]

Whilst I do know that the High Priest of B'Caw is usually not so active these days, I was wondering whether I could fill in as Regent Priest or something whilst he is gone?
For without a high priest, how shall the blessings of His Spicy Crispyness to be spread?

Regards,
Hadjimehmetov of the Order of B'Caw

[Jacobus Loki]

Maybe you can see a vision and be self-ordained?

For the rooster came unto him and spoke in the darkness, "You shall go among men, that none should be without the blessing of Spicy Chicken". And he was afraid, for the rooster did so glare upon him.

Or something like that.

[AngelGuardian93]

So... what's going on with this? I've been asleep...

[Aurangzeb Khan]

Ah nice to see you again. Did you ever catch up with Cerene Russell or whoever she was?

[AngelGuardian93]

Never did finish that story. We need to, actually. I'm also revisiting The passing of the Elves, as well.

[Aurangzeb Khan]

If you want an update on the present situation there are small groups of Elfinshi holed up in the Phoenix Forest - the majority sensibly stayed down in what was then called "BAM". There are however various Elfinshi death squads forever attempting to infiltrate Lesser Zjandaria in an attempt to kill off the descendents of the original Baron Khan.

[Gman Russell]

Makes sense. Where did we leave off?

[Aurangzeb Khan]

The young lady was about to turn the key and unleash the Balgurd gang through the portal when the Elwynnbrigaden came smashing into the building (literally) with all the subtlty of a tank crashing into a house (literally).

[Gman Russell]

Ah yes, that's right. Would you be interested in continuing that story?

[Aurangzeb Khan]

Aye - but I do have a small war to survive first.

[Gman Russell]

That represents a conflict of interest for me.

[Aurangzeb Khan]

I'm sure you'll have no difficulty resolving it.

[Gman Russell]

Since you'll survive either way, well, not really a choice at all.

[Jacobus Loki]

You never know. It seems that Kaisers are the only mortals.

[Gman Russell]

What? Use kaisers as mortars? That would never do. Too soft and squishy; not even gunpowder either...

[Jacobus Loki]

Works on fish OK. I'm thinking of setting up a plant.

[Gman Russell]

...

[Shyriath]

Whilst I do know that the High Priest of B'Caw is usually not so active these days, I was wondering whether I could fill in as Regent Priest or something whilst he is gone?
For without a high priest, how shall the blessings of His Spicy Crispyness to be spread?

Oh, I was just in Arizona, as I said in General Discussion. I should be more active now.

Still, your enthusiasm for the God of Spicy Chicken is appreciated greatly, and He is pleased that you wish to enter into His service... and having someone else around to call down buckets of spicy drumsticks from the sky is likely to be useful, too. If the High Priest of the Temple has no objections, I shall be happy to name you... er...

(To someone with a longer memory than me: I forget, is "Acolyte" the appropriate title?)

Anyway, I shall be happy to name you either First Acolyte, or Priest-Regent, or some other nifty-sounding made-up title, whichever ends up being most appropriate.

[hypatias mom]

I like the sound of First Acolyte. You really do have an enthusiastic learner here.

[Gman Russell]

Acolyte is appropriate, yes. Hurray!

[Liam conToketi]

Please...he doesn't need more titles...

[Shyriath]

Nonsense, EVERYONE needs more titles!

*Puts on his formal priestly robes* Maksym Hadjimehmetov! Do you wish ordainment as first Acolyte of B'caw?

[Maksym Hadjimehmetov]

*rushes in late, with two buckets of spicy chicken wings in either hand*

I do, your... spicyness!

[Shyriath]

(Blah. Okay, NOW I should be around more often. Sorry, busy week.)

Kneel then, and receive your robes.

*Hands Maksym the red and orange robes of B'caw, and puts around his neck a medallion depicting what appears to be a chicken surrounded by flame*

Arise, Acolyte, and serve thy God! Fail never to reward the righteous with spicy chicken to eat; and burn the throats and stomachs of the wicked with its fire!

Behold all ye of Shireroth, His Spicy Eminence, Acolyte Maksym Hadjimehmetov!

[Kaiser Mors V]

YAY! *partakes of some Chicken Curry*

[hypatias mom]

*Brings platters of spicy chicken to the celebration*

Let us all celebrate his spiciness!

[Jacobus Loki]

Oh, First Acolyte, wil thou come to Ergo Sum Nova, there to mission with Spicy Chicken? Next door to the new Ice Cream parlour and truck/garage complex?

The Cognitans are desperate for Shirithian culture.

[Andreas the Wise]

Or their food ...

[Kaiser Mors V]

Everyone is desperate for our food.. AND our culture...

[Maksym Hadjimehmetov]

I am honoured, Your Spicyness

Let me read from book XXIV of the Crispy Analects of B'Caw:

Yea, and lo came to B'Caw the message of a rival to his spicyness
So B'Caw did strop and stride about
Until he came to a farmland
Upon which grew a quantity of Pimento Peppers
And B'Caw did taste them
And knew that they were good
Lo, so he dropped them in a sizzling cauldron and spake to those nearby
'Eat, burn thy tongue- do this in rememberance of me'

Here endeth the lesson.
B'CAW!

*douses those present in spicy water*