All According to Prophecy

More unexpected visitors had arrived at Kyr Draal. These ones were much less friendly but fortunately easy to drive off. They had captured the small one and the others were on the run but they wouldn't get far thanks to the portcullis. Father Ezzon smiled to himself. More offerings for Kyrzia, how fortuitous! His serenity was interrupted by the sound of twisting metal. The large woman in the weather inappropriate clothing was breaking the portcullis.
"Hey now. This is uncalled for! What kind of guests damage your home? I say now madam, stop it this instant!" Father Ezzon reached out a hand expectantly and his lute appeared in it. He started to strum and focused the dulcet tones on the vandal. "Come over here and apologize this instant!"
The woman froze in place and looked back with a feral expression. Then she charged at Father Ezzon and his flock with axe held high and screaming with rage. He looked down at his lute in disbelief, it had never failed him before! "Stay here and deal with them," he ordered to Joshua. His son nodded and formed up their goblin followers for battle.
Father Ezzon hurriedly walked back toward the feasting hall. Talia met him in the hallway. "I bring grim tidings! Kyrzia's avatar is in distress! She screamed in pain and went silent. I fear Blessing's heathen companions have attacked her."
He closed his eyes and breathed deep to calm himself. Shortly he reopened them and spoke calmly, "Never fear my daughter. As the Prophecy says: 'When what was lost returns, wild creatures shall assault the temple'. All goes according to Prophecy and these heathens will not stop our holy ascension. Talia, take Bruno and go down below. Destroy the heathens and revive Her Flowing Avatar. Spread word to the rest of the flock that the wild creatures will be defeated! I shall pray at the altar.
"It shall be done Father."