Bishop of Durham Dead, Slain by The Adversary

Hear ye Hear ye!

Bishop of Durham killed in his sleep!

Dark ritual artifacts found at the location!

The Devil is in England, fear for your lives!

If a Bishop should fall what chance have the lay people!

Throw down your cross, turn to your true Master!

Quiet yourself fools the Adversary walks not among thee to smite down thy Holy Men.  

In truth no Holy Man was he.  The trappings of the Damned were not casually strewn about his chamber.

They were his, the man himself.

Know that deep in hidden chambers, the foul wretch did fall to his knees in supplication to the Father of Lies.

He tells them still, claiming the death of his servant as a blow to his enemies.

Nay, twas the servants of God who brought vengeance down upon his decadent hide, for a lifetime of woe.  He shall murder no more babes, he shall befoul no more virgins.

Durham is safe, thanks to God.

Thou shalt not suffer a witch.