A poem on the Red knights doors

[Raven Credale]

A poem has been tacked onto the doors of the Red Knights Temple. There's no signature at the end but it seems to be calling out a certain Firstsword. The poem is also kept in place by Ki, until removed by stronger Ki.

My Firstsword, My Firstsword,
When did the law become obscure?
When was the right way full of misdeeds?

My Firstsword, My Firstsword,
When will you see?
Your actions have consequences,
And demand from thee.

My firstsword, My firstsword,
Accuse and lie.
Tell not your true feelings,
Lest the pain slips by.

My Firstsword, my Firstsword,
Conflicted as you may be.
Choose one side to be on,
Not two or three.

My Firstsword, My Firstsword,
When you are buried.
Think not of your heroics,
But of those you regret.

My Firstsword, My Firstsword,
Heartbroken yet still deny.
Reflect on your actions and what they have caused,
For no one can help if you remain in pause.

[malclave]

An acolyte on his way to morning devotions pauses to read the words on the paper. His head tilted, his lips move rapidly and soundlessly for much longer than it would take to read the poem. He finally straightens his head and speaks to no one in particular.

"One wonders if the midgame has begun but not recognized as such by spectators."

[Warlord]

[Mon Jul 27 11:21:59] Ragnhild Longsword: Intimidate Check, Roll 1d20: 14 + Modifier: 26 = Total: 40

Ragnhild Longsword: *plucks up the notice as she reads it calmly, Ragnhild's own sense of ki mastery recognizing the scope and weight, she turns the parchment around to review it curiously, then walks into the temple while reading it*

[davenutninja408]

Sylus visits the temple and waves to Ragnhild as he prays and then tithes, none the wiser to the poetry since it was removed he continues back toward Eveningstar on his way back to the Stonelands.