The Beginning: Story1

A man with glorious long white hair was seated upon a silver horse in front of a colossal temple shrine. The man wore armor that glimpsed the suns reflection across his chest. His eyes however had a different approach; instead of peaceful eyes that want with his character, he had dark and hazy eyes. Beside him an old priest stood silently with his face covered by a purple hood. The priest's robe was in rich, velvet purple with unique designs that portrayed him as a servant of the Gods.

Priest: "What do you expect will be the outcome of letting the son's of Demons inside the Sarafan Priesthood of Gods, King William?"

King William: (while staring at the road toward the temple) "There is no need to be alarmed over this trifle thing. These three boys inhibit the honor of serving the gods, as did their fathers."

Priest: "I still see no nobility in offering these individuals the honor of a Sarafan Priest, they aren't even those of the Nosgoth Kingdom."

King William: "On the contrary Monick, they are the sole respected children of our allies. To not offer Arella the obility for her son's to become priest in her time of need is much like an insult toward her and her people." (Turning around to face Monick) "You also forget the message our Gods sent upon us, as these sons will be saviors."

Priest Monick: (Lifting his head) "I find the possibilities of our God's choices has been rather rash. Should we desecrate all our beliefs on one vision bestowed on us?"

Voice: (Coming behind both Williams and Monick) "The gods are never mistaken."

Both King Williams and Monick turned to find an old feeble man standing in the front entrance of the Sarafan Priesthood of Gods Temple. The old man wore a purple hooded robe but seemed to be in a different class then Monick. In his left hand he held a staff that was coiled by a snake, the top of the staff held a mystical blue orb. His eyes made his characteristic appearance more frightening. They were covered by a white-clouded surface as if he was blind, but yet he saw more perfectly then men three times younger then he.

King William: "Ah Moebius, how refreshing to meet your presence. Tell me, have you received anymore visions since the resent one?"

Moebius slowly staggered over to were Monick was. With in a few seconds a formidable man appeared after Moebius. He didn't wear the traditional priest wardrobe; instead he was encrusted with orange and black armor all over his body. A visible scar could be seen on his face, foretelling that he had been in a battle soon.

Priest Monick: (Slightly turning his head) "I see the great missionary warrior Raziel has come from his latest quest."

Raziel turned to face where Priest Monick was standing. Raziel despised Monick but followed the code of the Sarafan Priesthood, he had respect for the elder priest.

Raziel: "Yes, the Gods have been on my side in my inhered work in Torna. We slaughtered the half-breeds that refused to compromise to relinquish themselves to our Elder God by the Stronghold."

Priest Monick: "I'm certain that our God wants to undecorated the methods of a bastered priest."

Raziel was filled with rage but suppressed it deep with in himself.

King William: "Enough! With all respect Moebius, please reply to my question."

Moebius: (Quietly) "I have my lord but the Gods didn't make it visible to my understanding. I witnessed in my vision a great disturbance in Arella's prophecy, almost as if fate wouldn't support or allow it."

Priest Monick: (Raising a eyebrow) "Is that what it is? Should we inform her lordship of this when she arrives?"

King William: "No, we mustn't interfere with Halassar's prophecy. Moebius, anything concerning about these three children?"

Moebius: "No my lord, the Gods are very indecent about exploring the future toward mortals. Still I forsake a great victory for Nosgoth against the half-bloods in Torna."

King William: "I summenly appreciate it my old friend." (Turning his attention toward Raziel) "Has Kain returned from his expedition to the Pillars by the Stronghold?"

Moebius lowered his eyes at the sound of that name. For a resent time, Moebius has started to distrust the priest with the Pillars of Life.

Raziel: "No my lord, he has yet to return."

In a rather strange event; Kain actually was standing by one of the Sarafan Statues of Ariel, the Pillar of Life Goddess. He had arrived in alarming speed, that is if anyone knew he was there. Kain listened carefully to the conversation the men were having, as if he was suspicious of the situation. Moebius caught glimpse of Kain but said nothing to anyone. Kain shortly emerged in front of the four well honorable men. Kain was a physical massive man with bulk and figure build. He too had long silver hair much like Williams except wasn't properly cared for as of Williams.

Kain: (Brightly) "My lord, I beseech for coming in such a later hour. My expedition took a turn for the worst but I won't bore you with it."

King William: (Laughing) "It seems that the priest of the Pillars is more knowledgeable then he seems."

Kain's eyes immediately went over to Moebius who was hunched over avoiding Kain's eyes.

Moebius: (Dryly) "Forgive me my lord, but I must sought out important business some place else. Raziel, would you be kind to escort me to the Stronghold."

Raziel seemed confused, since the Stronghold was a three-day journey on foot. He agreed without hesitation and fetched two horses for themselves.

Moebius: (While getting mounted on his horse) "I hope your apprentices will make worthy priests Kain."

With those last words, Moebius and Raziel rode forward the dusty road from the Priesthood Temple. Kain smirked at the retreating old dog as he disappeared with the missionary warrior. Kain turned his attention to the two men who were silently waiting.

He seemed to be more interested in the elder priest. Kain hesitated for a second but decided to walk over to the priest.

Kain: "Tell me Monick, you don't seem that thrilled to our guests."

Priest Monick: "I don't see logic in teaching these demons. They may be sons of Demons that helped us win the war two millenniums ago, still they break the code foundation of the Sarafan Priesthood."

Kain: "I beg to differ, our codes have been based on the logic of all acceptance toward the Sarafan Praise. Our Gods decide who shall become one; as long it's their will, it's tentatively patched. Besides, a wise servant of the Gods as yourself knows that the Gods willingly give their trust to these indestined children."

Kain dignifiedly waited for Monicks reply but to no avail. The old priest seemed to be distracted by a few figures traveling in the distance. Kain now too witnessed what Monick was staring at and willingly stepped closer to the trail. He squinted his green eyes and a smile slowly crept onto his face.

Kain: "By the Gods, they have arrived."