[One of the party finds a still-smoldering crumpled scrap of parchment, clearly tossed into the fire and possibly blown out by a stray gust of wind before being fully consumed, not too far from the indentation made by Cei's bedroll in the dirt and leaf litter. Some of it, written in a painstakingly precise hand, is still legible:]
The Charlite Revelation Doctrine: Exoneration and Vindication of One Erstwhile Deemed Traitor and Blackguard, as a call to all faithful of Aëo to hold Ourselves to Higher Standards of Truth and Righteousness
By: Brother C
[Large sections are burned and illegible]
...but in the end, Purifier-General Ysemir Hastingmoor saw the error of his ways, and repented for his betrayal of Charl with most sincere and agonizing remorse, though the only means at his disposal to make repair was in the taking of his own life. I believe that Aëo grants grace to all truly contrite souls, however misguided their actions may be, and that Hastingmoor's soul was not banished from His kingdom to writhe in the eternal darkness of the void.
For truly, I believe Aëo calls us all to be Purifiers, and the greatest action of purification is one He calls us to perform continually, upon our own selves-- to unflinchingly scrutinize ourselves, our own motivations, and our own actions, for the impurities of selfishness, and greed, and hypocrisy, and cruelty, and hubris, and cowardice, and ignorance, and these to burn away through contemplation, contrition, and most importantly, restitution toward those we have wronged, that we may emerge purer and keener instruments of His will...
[The precise hand trails off, and the next portion is scribbled out with some vehemence. A much sloppier hand resumes writing thereafter, briefly.]
Oh bugger this all to the Void. Even thinking this in the wrong company will get me roasted alive like a pig on a spit on St. Gabril's Feastday. I'll bide my time and place my faith in His will. May He grant me patience.