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- A place Holy to the Ecclesian Church. It is where the Altar of Destruction is located, built by the Lich King Kiliani. In the first War of Heroes, the heroes defeated the Lich King Kiliani at the Altar of Destruction. The Heroes disappeared after they defeated Kiliani. The place remains holy to the humans loyal to the Ecclesian Church. The Holy Ground is controlled by the heretics, Vellond and Hexter, and the Patriarch orders a crusade to reclaim it. The Recclamation Army is made to reclaim the Holy Ground.
- "Holy Ground" is the eighth Christmas episode of the British sitcom Birds of a Feather. It broadcast on BBC One on December 24, 1998.
- Holy Ground is a multiplayer map for StarCraft. It supports up to three players.
- The Holy Ground grants a +1 morale bonus to all the good-aligned creatures. while reducing by -1 the morale of evil-aligned troops. Battles fought on Holy Grounds are one of the few occasions when the alignment has gampelay influences.
- There is some indication that an immortal may kill a passive immortal on holy ground with no negative repercussions, though this is almost entirely speculative (see the Sanctuary). There is a legend / rumor that prior to the eruption of Vesuvius, two immortals were battling in a temple of Apollo. Generally only the most ignorant or deranged immortal would even attempt to engage in combat on holy ground. Even mortals seem to be safe from immortals in the sanctuary of Holy ground as seen when Ernst Daimler waited to attack Father Bernard until after he fled his church (Mortal Sins).
- Leafpool picked up her prey and headed to a quiet corner of the camp to eat it. She wasn't interested in everyone's condescending stares, especially not those of her children. Today, she just wanted to sit back, remember it all, and not regret any of it. As her mind traveled back over the moons, she thought with a jolt, StarClan, I've been through so much then. The rush of memories nearly took her breath away. She closed her eyes and let them come, starting with the blue-eyed black tom she had first fallen in love with. "I need you Leafpool. I always will."
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- A place Holy to the Ecclesian Church. It is where the Altar of Destruction is located, built by the Lich King Kiliani. In the first War of Heroes, the heroes defeated the Lich King Kiliani at the Altar of Destruction. The Heroes disappeared after they defeated Kiliani. The place remains holy to the humans loyal to the Ecclesian Church. The Holy Ground is controlled by the heretics, Vellond and Hexter, and the Patriarch orders a crusade to reclaim it. The Recclamation Army is made to reclaim the Holy Ground.
- "Holy Ground" is the eighth Christmas episode of the British sitcom Birds of a Feather. It broadcast on BBC One on December 24, 1998.
- Holy Ground is a multiplayer map for StarCraft. It supports up to three players.
- Leafpool picked up her prey and headed to a quiet corner of the camp to eat it. She wasn't interested in everyone's condescending stares, especially not those of her children. Today, she just wanted to sit back, remember it all, and not regret any of it. As her mind traveled back over the moons, she thought with a jolt, StarClan, I've been through so much then. The rush of memories nearly took her breath away. She closed her eyes and let them come, starting with the blue-eyed black tom she had first fallen in love with. The first time she had seen him, he hadn't struck her as much. A rude, grumpy WindClan tom with temper issues and a grudge against the world in general. She'd heard that he missed Feathertail, his old mate, and that was the reason for some of his behavior. Their brush by had been quick. It had gone by in a flash. A connection? Yes, there had been one, but Leafpool had never dreamed where it could lead her. Her mind took her to the feeling of hanging off the edge of the ravine. She shuddered as she remembered the way her back legs had churned helplessly in midair, the way her front paws had locked onto the ground in desperation. Having no idea what else to do, she had begged Crowfeather to save her, seeing her life flash before her eyes, but also seeing the shock and horror in his face as he gazed at her, seemingly paralyzed by fear and regret. Despite her position, she had understood that he was thinking about Feathertail. So she had waited, wondering if she would lose her life to the memory of a cat. But he did it. He overcame his memories and saved her. A warm feeling spread through Leafpool's body as she envisioned his paws around her, his body against hers, and the light in his electric blue eyes. She hadn't looked back down the ravine. She hadn't thought back to the warrior code. Just for an instance, alone there with Crowfeather, she had let herself fly. Her gaze traveled up the ravine, to the spot where he had saved her. Even now, the place held special meaning for her. Whenever she passed it, a thrill shot through her, and she couldn't help thinking of that day when he had confessed his love for her. Her shock had been supreme, but so was her delight. A smile played across her lips as she remembered those moonlit nights, spinning till she was dizzy, collapsing back against Crowfeather, feeling his scent wreathe around her. They'd had the woods to themselves, to play and frolic like giddy kits. When she was with him, she never wanted to leave his side. Whenever she had thought back to her Clan, to the medicine cat, Crowfeather had pressed his nose to hers and murmured a few words that turned her heart to syrup. "I need you Leafpool. I always will." And her own heart had echoed that claim. Sure, being a medicine cat was great, but she had been young then, and for once, she felt like she had a cat to call her own, someone who loved her for her. She didn't need to do anything to please them; her heart was enough. Their relationship had crumbled slowly, no matter how hard she tried to keep it going. Crowfeather had his life, and she was needed in ThunderClan as a medicine cat. No matter how much they claimed to love each other, no one could keep up a forbidden relationship that long. She had revisited the memories so much, they were well-worn into the pages of her mind. Yes, it had been quite a while ago, but when she closed her eyes, she was young again, and Crowfeather was gazing at her with the flame of love in his beautiful blue eyes. It was hard not to feel the familiar tug in her heart whenever she envisioned his face, no matter how hard she tried. You couldn't just forget the first - and only - cat you ever loved. Leafpool would never forget the sword that had pierced her heart when Crowfeather had stood up at the Gathering and announced that he had nothing to do with her. Was that truly what he thought? Did he regret all of it now? Somehow, that thought hurt even more than the pain of losing him. Just imagining that he looked back on their memories and despised her for them... that made her want to cry in a way she never had before. Yes, she had lost everything. But that didn't mean she couldn't remember. Every time they patrolled the WindClan patrol, she would watch the fields eagerly. She couldn't deny that some piece of her was hoping to see a dark gray pelt among the heather, and catch a flicker of sky-blue eyes amidst the grass. Whenever they encountered a WindClan patrol, she would think she saw Crowfeather. Her heart would start pounding furiously till she realized it wasn't him. And if it was him, then they ignored each other. But whenever she turned and headed back towards her own territory, she could feel his gaze on her, and it was all she could do not to turn around. "I don't regret it, Crowfeather," Leafpool whispered. The prey lay forgotten at her paws as she stared up at the sky, willing the tom to hear her in his heather-covered home and understand. "Do you hear me? That was the best part of my life." A breeze whispered in her ear faintly, as if reassuring her that everything would be okay. A thrill ran up and down her back at the thought that Crowfeather was looking up at the same sky and thinking of her. Look at me, a full-grown cat getting all worked up over a tom who doesn't love me anymore- if he ever did. But it was impossible not to. Leafpool was no unromantic old elder; she couldn't help dreaming sometimes of where she and Crowfeather had first met, and wondering if the place had been blessed by StarClan. Had it just been fate that they fall in love? After all, the Three would never have come to be without her, would they? "Some questions," she mused, "can never be answered. But that doesn't mean you shouldn't ask." That was it. If Crowfeather was here, he would scoff at her, sitting alone while the world passed her by. He would tell her to get up and do something, fulfill her destiny. He always believed in her. Why shouldn't she believe in herself? ThunderClan needed her, and it would do no one any good if she sat around waiting for miracles to happen. But... Somehow, without Crowfeather actually here, those words lost meaning. If he were here, she would be out in the world, exploring, hunting, doing whatever it took to make a name for herself. Without him, she felt like a part of her - the part of her that would spur her to do that - was missing.
- The Holy Ground grants a +1 morale bonus to all the good-aligned creatures. while reducing by -1 the morale of evil-aligned troops. Battles fought on Holy Grounds are one of the few occasions when the alignment has gampelay influences.
- There is some indication that an immortal may kill a passive immortal on holy ground with no negative repercussions, though this is almost entirely speculative (see the Sanctuary). There is a legend / rumor that prior to the eruption of Vesuvius, two immortals were battling in a temple of Apollo. Generally only the most ignorant or deranged immortal would even attempt to engage in combat on holy ground. Even mortals seem to be safe from immortals in the sanctuary of Holy ground as seen when Ernst Daimler waited to attack Father Bernard until after he fled his church (Mortal Sins). What exactly qualifies as holy ground and how an immortal can know the ground is blessed is never explicitly stated. There are cases of qualifying holy ground including land blessed by non-Christian faiths and clergy but there is no explicit statement as to how two immortals would know of a patch of ground's status unless it were indicated to be holy via markings, etc. It is possible that should the immortals engage in combat there would be immediate indications that the rule was being violated such as earth tremors, etc. such as during the fight between Connor MacLeod and the warrior Kane in 1994. In Kurgan Rising, Duncan is lured into taking another immortal's head on consecrated ground. MacLeod notes that he should have instinctively realized the ground was consecrated implying that the immortals have an ability similar to their Buzz that acts as a warning system. It is later revealed that the building Duncan committed the transgression in had been specifically designed to channel such an act and allow the mad mortal who built it to resurrect the Kurgan implying that something about the structure itself crippled MacLeod's warning system. Note: Kurgan Rising is not considered canon. fr:Sol sacré
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