Friday, June 22, 2007
For your enjoyment:Untitled story

Part 1: The gathering of the band
Chapter 1
Fragrance of burning incense filled Lysander's nose as he walks enters the room of the church’s grandmaster, Jacob. The room is brightly-lit, with many tall, stain-glassed windows lining the three white wall of the room, while towering bookcases, containing thousands of books and knowledge, stood rigidly beside the door. In the middle of the room sat the Jacob behind his desk, reading a scroll. Walking to the center of the room, Lysander bowed part in respect, part in obeying the protocol.

“Ah, Lysander, I see that you had come. Please, dispense with the formality for I have a much urgent task for you.” Said Jacob as he gently place the scroll on the table.

“ I am always at your service, grandmaster.” replied Lysander as his heart scrambles to figure out what this task is. It has been 15years since he first step into this to become a cleric, that first day, was also the first time he met Jacob in this same room. Everything has not changed after 15 long years, as Lysander trained hard to fulfill his role, not once stepping out of the place except to carry out task for the temple.

“You always have been, my child.” Continued Jacob, turning his warm gaze to him. “But you and I know that, we are growing older each passing day. I know that my strength of arms weakens day after day, and my days are numbered. You, however, is just getting to the age where glory and fame beckons.

“Grandmaster, I do not understand what your words mean?” Lysander stuttered as sense of uncertainty crept to him for the first time of his life.

“Lysander my son, it is time you leave this temple and go with the winds, protecting the weak and unable to raise their own arms against evil. It is also my wish to entrust upon you the final task of investigating the recent strange happening of Ghostsong forest.” Grandmaster Jacob ordered as he reach to his table and roll up the scroll he is reading.

“May Heironeous guide your blade and heart.” Continued the grandmaster as he pass his scroll to the shocked Lysander.

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Hours later, Lysander find himself standing at the gates of the temple of Heironeous. Clad in his silver scalemail armor, he gaze longingly at the temple grounds. Precious memories of his childhood spent in the safety of the temple flooded his minds, days when he studied in the beautiful garden with its multitude of flowers, days when he had undergone rigorous physical training and extensive sparring session with Grandmaster Jacob, days that are going to be non-existent as he stepped out of the temple ground.

Having one final look at the temple that he is going to miss, Lysander stepped out of the gate and to the world beyond, leaving behind his childhood to embrace whatever the future held for him.
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