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Into the wind .. Ays

KOOS

In Youth my greatest desire was to follow in the footsteps of my grandfather. He was a mighty warrior for the King, with lands, horses and wealth. What attracted me most of the figure of my grandfather was his unshakeable will, his contempt of danger and his compassion towards the enemy captured. With him the kingdom prospered and reached the longed-for peace with other nations. The last image I have of my grandfather he is, now old, but still with a great desire to fight for his ideals riding his horse was going to deal with the hordes of goblins that had invaded the country from the north. Unfortunately, a little 'for age, a little' for Chance, never returned from the expedition. His companions saw him drop the weapon separately surrounded by those horrific beasts.
tried the night to recover the body of their leader, but were discovered and forced to flee, just as they were about to return the body. The only thing I have made up the camp (which Heironeous bless them) was his armor, armor plate with a beautiful embossed over the effigy of our divinity, the Supreme Heironeous, which is always praised.
The sword of the family, handed down through generations, forged by the dwarves for my ancestors was lost, probably looted by goblin survivors. I pray day and night because Heironeous hear my prayer, helping to recover the sacred blade. The sword had allegedly engraved above the name of the master forger who had created from pure steel, trucks, was on the pommel of the arrow Heironeous, as a warning to the enemies of the good.
At the time of these events had passed ten springs over my head. At that time it was time to decide my future. True to family tradition, I was welcomed with open arms in the ranks of the Knights of the Kingdom, the powerful organization devoted to the salvation of our highest ideal. In the barracks where I lived most of my childhood there was a big jumble of people, of all types and social position were the offspring of the highest nobility, always shy and quiet, hard-working to fight and defend the honor of their family, the children of the people, hard workers, always ready to welcome with shouts of joy the success of a company of their hero, and finally we were there, children of gentlemen and Boyars, knowing that our memory would survive only if our businesses were worthy of praise.
Moreover, for each individual there was a behavior drunkards, greedy gamblers, but also diligent faithful, pious and humble. All facets of our society were present in the parade, ready to defend with words and with the sword their ideals.
Among them was a class of its fighters, almost gave off its own light, they were so bright. They were all heavily armored, carrying shields and weapons drawn shiny. There was not one that was not as handsome as a deity. Called themselves the Crusaders.
Their mission on this earth, they said, was to follow the good and take it wherever he was needed, both with the blade with your voice. They used to talk before acting, with a good word for everybody, always ready to defend the weak and the oppressed. I've never seen a drunk or under the influence of some drugs, was always beyond reproach, but just did not care and never of their profit, but to assert their morality above everything. Much of their revered
Heironeous, the god of Valor. They were always ready to take on a look or to defend any oppressed people: implacable with enemies, not them I have never seen, however, deny the grace to a repentant criminal.

In them was a few drops of divine power, because their ability in combat were far beyond those of a simple warrior. They had the ability to treat a wounded ally touch, I've never seen patients who suffer from or because of an epidemic and was inherent in their innate healing power, which could be healed and for treating a patient by any type of illness, magic or natural. Almost everyone had a horse or a beast of burden: the animal always seemed more intelligent among his peers and was also equipped with certain innate powers in the legends that are attributable only to the angels of heaven or protectors. Needless

say: they were like my grandfather as a young man and I fell in love. Once
took courage, I approached them and asked if I could get in that I also so bright and generous. Unfortunately, the kindness breaks dreams. I was told, very politely, that you could not "get" the order, but you had to be called by the gods, who alone could give Heironeous in person or reawaken the vocation of an individual to do to become like them.
Unfortunately I came out devastated. I spent months crying on my bad luck. Became listless and tired, barely ate, he never spoke. The master knight was genuinely concerned about my destiny and one day he was talking to me. I still remember distinctly In his words:

"Hey Koos, life is too short to be wasted on broken dreams. You have to collect from your slumber, take fate by the horns and fight it. Only if you decide to do with your life what YOU want and it will smile or you'll just overwhelmed by the events and your name will soon be forgotten. "

Of course he was right. I spent five more spring to become stronger in body and spirit, praying every day that the Invincible Heironeous decided to count among its elected members.
Finally, after a night of prayer I got the call!
I sank exhausted on the altar and by mistake I dozed off. In a dream I appeared to be gold, with wings that sounded a trumpet of pure gold. In its wake a large group in the middle of heaven and Him Heironeous, I smiled and I held out his hand. Then, his voice booming, he said,

"Koos !!!!! I am Heironeous, the Invincible! I have long observed, noting the progress in your faith, your unwavering faith in the next, and your zeal in the fight to defeat the forces of evil. Now I'm in my ranks, to serve and protect anyone who asks for your help. From me reborn, ready to defeat the evil and its temptations. I received protection and power to better fulfill your destiny bright! Awake Koos and go to do wonders for you have been predestined! "

My joy the next morning was indescribable. Courses for the entire complex and of the military by jumping and shouting loudly. Courses by the Crusaders, he announced to them my vision! They were there, all gathered waiting for me. On their faces could be read only wonder, amazement and great delight. Heironeous explained to me that he had appeared in a dream to them, announcing the arrival of a child, destined to be great. This guy would come with a great noise, bringing joy into the hearts. I
clothed with white robes, they gave me a new sword and start setting my training from basic martial arts were highly developed in me and did not need other finishes. I instructed in the faith and dogmas of the invincible, with the hope that they would have been useful for me tomorrow.
I was beaming. More than ever I felt so full and satisfied, I was in my better days: the good of my vocation, combined with the dedication that I could put in the things they carried me beyond the normal human being: I was just extraordinary.
went by like five other springs over my head. I had made a handsome man: tall, blond and with an unwavering gaze, ready to rule over the good in my hands. The few times that my family was visiting the fort were to me great joy. My father urged me to continue my vocation, to be blameless and firm in the faith, my mother saw in me the characteristics of its stepfather, who had hit both the youth.
Reaching the twenty springs received leave from the fortress: the King himself came to give us the greeting, passing in front of us lined up perfectly: as an example of strength and incorruptibility were.
The ceremony, however, that most impressed me was made in the temple of Heironeous, where my great teacher, head of the order and dismissed me, I entrust my first try, my first duty towards the One. I could still return to the fortress whenever I needed help or advice, both materially and spiritually. The teacher said to me

"Go. That only takes you under his wings and you can never be afraid of the challenges that you do. Your path will be arduous and difficult the road you have taken, but I have no doubt that the Invincible has made a wise choice in receiving in its ranks. Her designs are inscrutable, but I'm sure that wherever he has always wanted to head you give your best, showing off your faith and your unwavering courage. "

I took with me only my clothes, armor I wore my grandfather's remains, his shield and sacred symbols Heironeous. In my backpack was only necessary to survive for a few weeks and the alchemist equipment that reminded me of the sweet moments of youth.
I left childhood and entered in the world as an adult, as a crusader, ready to bring the light of the good wherever it is necessary, ready to root out evil in all its forms.