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| 05 Aug 2016 07:59 AM |
| We knelt, our blades driven to the wooden surface as we valiantly bowed our heads to the King, his majesty stood upon the high balcony, we felt the weight of our armor dragging us down as if the armor bowed itself. "Today, my dear knights. God (or the gods, depending on the groups religion) Has spoke with my audience and ears, their very holy land is at risk as nomadic heretics spread far and wide desecrating with their filthy footsteps, we shall be the instruments of God's volition, as we march to defend against the savage hordes, we have strengthened in wait for centuries but now the call of God has come, OUR TIME HAS COME AT LAST! This is a glorious crusade we will be rewarded greatly for. God has trusted me with the holy lands and they shall not fall to anyone but me, the rightful chosen one of God! FOR ALVOR WE SHALL GIVE OURSELVES TO GOD! FOR ALVOR WE SHALL SACRIFICE FOR GOD! FOR ALVOR WE SHALL PROTECT GOD! HAIL CRUSADERS!" There was a loud roar throughout the palace, as we rose our swords in honor, ready to fight any enemy of the realm. The monastery trembled with the powerful morale and cheering the knights raised, as we rose and readied our weapons, we marched out into the city, readying our forces, I could remember the innocent and unknowing eyes of the horses as they saddled up, not knowing they were coming with us, the looks on the faces of the peasants as they admired the mighty sight of our formations. We saw many rookies later that day, I saw lines of people waiting to sign the parchment slips that awaited them at the barracks. We were baptised once in water, and our time had come to be baptised again... in blood. This, will be the Era of Alvor. |
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