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the Year of our Lord *1348* 00:00:45.947 - 00:00:50.426
The fumes of the dead hung in the air like poison. 00:00:53.447 - 00:00:57.820
A plague more cruel and more pitiless than war had descended upon us. 00:00:59.051 - 00:01:05.231
A pestilence that would leave half our kingdom dead. 00:01:06.176 - 00:01:10.834
Where did it come from? 00:01:14.885 - 00:01:17.089
What carried it's germ? 00:01:17.301 - 00:01:20.086
The priests told us it was God's punishment. 00:01:20.926 - 00:01:23.504
For what sin? 00:01:23.922 - 00:01:25.873
What commandment must we break that would earn this? 00:01:26.239 - 00:01:29.402
No, we knew the truth. 00:01:31.051 - 00:01:35.376
This was not God's work, but devilry. 00:01:35.593 - 00:01:40.297
Or witchcraft. 00:01:40.510 - 00:01:42.714
And our task, to hunt down a demon, is God's cure. 00:01:42.926 - 00:01:48.378
Brother Thomas. 00:02:34.885 - 00:02:36.923
Brother Thomas. 00:02:38.281 - 00:02:40.272
Who was taken from us? - Brother Ignatius. 00:03:03.094 - 00:03:06.294
Is it the pestilence? - We have not been told. 00:03:06.406 - 00:03:09.357
I have no signs. Please brother. 00:03:09.573 - 00:03:13.436
Let me out. 00:03:14.760 - 00:03:16.715
Averill. 00:05:43.053 - 00:05:44.510
O thanks pretty gorgeous. 00:05:48.678 - 00:05:50.419