Remember this, The Defiant Ascended have returned from the Future... They SAW the destruction of Telara. They know the Vigal didn't prevent this so they won't blindly follow the Gods this time around.
The Guardian Ascended, on the other hand, were pulled forward 20 years from when they died. We haven't lived thru that future yet and have no reason to doubt our Gods. I am proud to serve our Gods in this noble cause to save Telara. Here is an Ode to the Vigal I wrote a few weeks ago after walking my dog, Rifty, thru a sunny day after a winter storm.
http://forums.riftgame.com/showthread.php?18617-Ode-to-the-Gods...
Ode to the Gods...
This is the Vigil's world, and to my listening ears
All nature sings, and round me rings the music of the spheres.
This is the Vigils's world: I rest me in the thought
Of rocks and trees, of skies and seas;
Their hands the wonders wrought.
This is the Vigil's world, the birds their carols raise,
The morning light, the lily white, declare their Makers praise.
This is the Vigil's world: They shine in all that's fair;
In the rustling grass I hear Them pass;
They speaks to me everywhere.
This is the Vigil's world. O let me ne'er forget
That though the wrong seems oft so strong, The Gods ARE the rulers yet.
This is the Vigil's world: why should my heart be sad?
Lord Cyril is our King; let the heavens ring!
Cyril reigns; let the earth be glad!
This is Lord Cyril's world, dreaming, I see His face.
I ope my eyes, and in glad surprise cry, "The Lord is in this place."
This is our Vigil's world, from the shining courts above,
The Beloved One, His Asended Son,
Cyril came—a pledge of deathless love.
This is my Vigil's world, should my heart be ever sad?
Lord Cyril is our King—let the heavens ring.Cyril reigns—let the earth be glad.
This is my Vigil's world. Now closer to Heaven bound,
For dear to my God is the earth the Asended trod.
No place but is holy ground.
This is my Vigil's world. though I walk a desert lone.
In a bush ablaze to my wondering gaze the Gods make Their glory known.
This is my Vigil's world, a wandering I may roam
Whate'er my lot, it matters not,
My heart is still at home.
Go Guardians!