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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.

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Memories of Home-Part I: Cal'nj

It 's a difficult moment for me, but full of opportunities. In recent events have exposed a part of me that still did not know well, in spite of many winters have passed since my humble birth. The limits I thought I had passed after long training and experience I have set before new responsibilities. After many prayers and thoughts I realized that I am only half of the journey that awaits me, which I find myself in new resources to carry out a task beyond normal expectations. Just so I can make honor to the title of which I have invested Pelor and bring justice and well among the faithful. I will pursue this line of reasoning as possible in the coming days, so maybe I can reach the level of awareness that we needed!

"Zefiro the East", this writing is not new, familiar and even gives me relief to know that here I will meet again with the adventure company to which I belong. Note that all feel the same my absence: the White Lady is gone and without her you feel empty inside ... The answers are to be found in the castle of the Count! First it is necessary to shed light on other facts concomitant ... roam the deserted streets of the city, a figure of unusual-looking flies and lands on the roof of a house. Shortly after the attackers with arrows! Wicked creature who does not know the face of it HCE is animated on this Earth! Unfortunately they are slow to pull out the crossbow, but finds inspiration in Heironeous Koos and manages to hit him. Meanwhile, Aaron gives free rein to its barbaric nature and climbs along the walls that divide it by our enemy. I see the savage fight between the two, Aaron lost his balance, Pelor assistilo: his soul is pure and under proper guidance can be an advocate of good works worthy of your name! Let him side by side yet! My prayers are answered: Aaron grabs the beast fell and crashed ago the ground under its weight! Triumphant stands on the dead body and separates the head from the neck as a trophy! Actually I do not approve very upset that the soul of the fallen and give as much spectacle of himself, but if he saved the Pelor have expected too!

Later an arrow touches my face: I nearly mortally wounded! Aaron Koos and believe for a moment that I was, but soon realize that we are again attacked. For several times I am touched by the arrows, I hide behind a door and try to locate the target. Ays there with me, but she can not even identify the attackers! Only the servants of darkness can strike without being seen ... For one point two arrows hit me in the chest, I am overwhelmed with grief and I can not do much to help others. Aaron and Koos reach us: the threat is gone. I am very debilitated ... are taken back to the inn "Zefiro the East". Here we find Saravia, who shares information: we were attacked by a guild of assassins, the Guild of the dark veil. After hours at the tables I can find the strength and channel the energy that flows in me to return to full health before me and my fellow night.

During the night my dreams are colored in dark colors, voices and desperate cries make my restless dreams, I see before me a portal ...
On awakening we realize that we have all had the same premonition ...

We head towards the castle. A crowd has gathered at The Count is going to talk! His speech annoys me, the fair has banned the use of weapons and the worship of deities of Good! He declared my services illegal and dangerous to the local community! For the light Pelor, this is blasphemy! Only a tyrant can be capable of all this! Ays notes that the Count is hidden behind a deceptive figure from the air. Need infiltrate the castle, while I use the coat donated by Koos to cover myself. E 'hide desecrating sacred symbols of faith in Pelor, but not I see no alternative but certain death. Our conversations are interrupted by arrows that try to hurt us. We scattered, seeking shelter and then I look around in search of the assailants. I lose sight of my companions. Individual and then Aaron Koos in another building and I motioned them to see if it is prudent to cross the street. Ays and Aaron sees something snaps in the direction of danger. He still got the guts to that boy! I see the murderess in the window that suddenly disappears, as dematerialized

... After a while I hear a roar incredible ... The earth trembles, it raises a great cloud of dust, my heart is afraid of a terrible loss. Yeah I try to keep from shedding a tear when my soul is filled with joy! Aaron Ays and returning unharmed! Are covered with plaster dust ... We go out into the street: the fountain at the side of the street is a little more thrown in there and the house on the other side no longer has a roof to protect it from the weather! No need to ask questions, I just a flash in my memory: a crater in the courtyard of an abandoned monastery ... There is no doubt that the barbarian has demolished the roof of the house to destroy the enemy! Pelor gave me another sign of confidence in the boy's mountain wilderness! Are woven his praises! I worry about the health of my companions: Koos is visibly worse than the one with the wax. From a quick scan I understand that is the victim of poisoning by the arrow I can not release him. Aaron also was injured, but it seems not to care, however, is that it remains in good health, could now be attacked at every corner of this cursed town!

reach the Temple of the Shining, and we must try Folgrim Marit, also their light-bearers like me! Once you open the front doors a gruesome spectacle strikes me as a dart to the heart! The Temple was desecrated, the symbols of my God erased or altered by sacrilegious hands, a tall column of fire rising from the center of the room in a threatening manner! For the virtues of Pelor, as they have been able to do this? I must avenge this massacre, as accomplished who is aware of his evil act. Koos disturbed looks, feels bad that pervades the environment when it is sacred!
From the flames we see a powerful figure and welcome us with demonic hatred and bloodlust, the two beasts of hell looking dog running towards us to eat our meat! The offense
arrecatami from this mess but it gives me the strength to act. ... Now I have new responsibilities more clear what! My powers can not rival those of the figure at the center of the Temple, but there are those who can destroy him with only the brute force of his hands: Aaron! I feel that from Pelor approve and decide it's time to play the best cards in my deck!
pull out a scroll and read it by focusing my attention on every word. The barbarian becomes: its height increases almost to excess, the echo of his feet gets stronger, the muscle swells and tents, the veins stick out so clear! Aaron is stronger than ever and ready to crush the blasphemer! Not treating you wrap the flames to unleash a powerful set of shots!
Meanwhile, I make another effort and make use of another roll of parchment to lift for a few moments from his weakness Koos poisoning! This gesture gives it force and can thus destroy one of the hounds of hell! Meanwhile, the profanity and fighting back is revealed Smarter than expected: it manages to block Aaron! This it did not take the effects of my reading will vanish after a short time! I do not have time to recite some verses that I learned last night to check out a potion or purchased at a market in light of the magic that the enemy blows up all the glassware and I exhausts the body making it unable to make any sort of action. Meanwhile, my friends stand up and after a while I get back operational. Aaron is still stuck, I focus and I can break the invisible chains that force him. There is agreement between us in fighting for Pelor!! A decisive blow, and the violator is destroyed forever!

Aaron returns to its normal size and looks at me as if I had made a gift of a great satisfaction! For my part I am happy to have avenged the name of Pelor, although he can not do anything to give back glory to the Temple.

A voice creeps into my head. At first I do not think the validity of the statements that I come to your ear, but then I hear the voice of my old Master Bjorn! His accent is unmistakable West, no imitation would be so realistic, how did you find me? But it can not be him! I reveals that the paladin really is nothing but a traitor, that he was to weave all of this! How could I trust him, has damaged the temple and made a pact Hextor rival with God! I do not have to reveal too much but my information better if I walk away quietly to the place that shows me Bjorn. Ays walk with me and Aaron. Aaron walking more slowly, I lose sight, along with Ays enter the room at the side of the room. Maybe Aaron has decided to punish Koos for his work.

confusion in the room Feels like a fight. Suddenly my mind sees clear! For Pelor, I was the victim of a devious trick! A pain leadin 'through my mind: I feel I have lost a friend! I reach the room, Aaron picks up the lifeless body of Koos and throws it into the fire in the center. The flames for a moment turning blue back light and the Temple as a time! The Koos sacrifice has rededicated the altar of Pelor! The barbarian's brain shows me Koos: I have to teach him that certain gestures can be misinterpreted ... I tell him to throw into the flames the last part of Koos still intact on this earth! Then I bend her knees and wept to think he gave his life to save us all! My thoughts go out to his loved ones: his death was not in vain!

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Young people and the jungle of the labor market: so many words, few certainties. For Atreju Sacconi 2010, Ichino, Polverini and beds confonto work on

In the end, the long-awaited face-to-face meeting between the Minister Maurizio Sacconi labor and labor law and the senator Pietro Ichino on issue of employment prospects for young people there was. Especially because the minister, the debate held in Atreju , Young Italy's National Day (official youth movement of the People of Liberty ed), Rome 8 to 12 September, appeared in delay of about half an hour. And then the debate has taken another turn, with the involvement of other guests: Governor Renata Polverini of the Lazio region and the Deputy National Democratic Party Enrico Letta . an encounter that only in rare moments when he touched the "heart" of the matter: many good intentions, few, in fact, the concrete solutions put on the table. What are the main problems of our employment system and how it may assist the entry of so many graduates and graduates in the workplace? During the conference we tried to answer these important questions. The causes of the instability of the labor market are numerous and of different nature to the Minister Sacconi "the situation now is a legacy of the past, characterized by employment policies wrong, and the low efficiency of institutions working too far from reality, such as universities, real "cloistered convents". " Read the Democrat does not go far back in time to find an explanation: "Regions and the national government has allocated almost all of the 8 billion euro for social welfare who has a permanent contract, preferring to keep their jobs so that already exists, rather that invest in new recruitment. The overall result is immobility, which in fact did not help the younger generation, for the most part excluded from this category contract. How to make, then, the turning point? The proposals will be played on several fronts: firstly, it supports read, giving rise to a series of tax measures on the house and the first intake, with the aim of facilitating the removal from the family. Then strengthening the role of those realities that should protect a young man before and after entering the world of work. Universities, primarily : Both Renata Polverini (which has a long experience of auditors, as secretary UGL) Maurizio Sacconi who believe that universities must make a bridge between the study and work, able to guide young people constantly. The only concrete example in this direction was the proposal to strengthen the placement university, which the Minister referred in this debate. Without specifying how the funds, though. The system, however, has changed in other ways: Ichino focused on the importance of reforming some structures, such as professional associations, which must be intended that the "protection of society ', and to facilitate dynamism of our businesses, to make them able to absorb the largest possible number workers. The conference was also an opportunity to discuss the controversial pact Italy 2020 ", promoted by the Government, entitled" Our young people first ". The document focuses on labor problems, proposing solutions such as the enhancement of the apprenticeship contract and the role of the university. But above all, Sacconi said, "is rooted in the recognition of the value of life and empowerment of the individual in his choice of study and work, which must be based on" belief "and not on" the Convention "." statement that leaves some concern, considering that the Pact stresses the need by families to continue to financially support young people, rather than promote their autonomy. What are these antidotes to work in the jungle? Young people expect and hope in the horizon but for now there are more doubts than certainties.