Post by unholyknight on Nov 21, 2006 11:12:21 GMT
Once a devoted and strict chapel priest Sador J'keltan was the last person anyone expected to become a warrior, his belief in god prevented him from doing battle and harming any living being. This soon ended when a fateful night changed his view on life forever.
It was a cloudy and sullen night as Sador J'keltan sat at his desk and started his nightly prayers, the nuns were busy cleaning and making ready the chapel for morning worship the next day and the other priests were in their quarters. Suddenly he stood up as a loud crash emanated from the rear area of the church, not far from his own office rushing into the corridor; nothing could prepare him for what he now was witnessing. Priests and holy warriors from other churches and religions were running everywhere! Smashing and murdering anything and anyone they came across, not being able to stand and watch Sador backed back into his office in nearly a trance state, he couldn’t believe the other churches had rallied against him and his church. He knew of heated debates between the other chapel leaders but never believed it could ever amount to such an atrocity. Weeping for the lives lost and damage to the church he collapsed on the floor as people smashed through the thin wooden door that separated his office from the corridor and other areas of the church. Picking him up on their shoulders they carried him out into the main chapel area where they nailed him to a cross and left him for dead. After a full 27 hours of starving and slowly bleeding from the wounds on his hands Sador was finally found by a strange and mysterious man – who no one knew anything about; even his name eluded the local townspeople and sheriff. Picking him off the cross the man carried Sador for miles and miles eventually coming to his home, by this time Sador was exhausted and near death barely being able to eat, the man gave him bread and water and nursed him back to health. Here Sador began his training in the ways of a warrior, it took him a full 5 years before he left the boundaries of the strange mans house and began travelling the world. Now, his back turned on god, no one escapes his wrath, he travels the continent searching for the acclaimed ‘righteous’ and removing them from existence.
Lol sorry bout the length – I like writing stories a lil too much im thinkin, neway let me know what you think
It was a cloudy and sullen night as Sador J'keltan sat at his desk and started his nightly prayers, the nuns were busy cleaning and making ready the chapel for morning worship the next day and the other priests were in their quarters. Suddenly he stood up as a loud crash emanated from the rear area of the church, not far from his own office rushing into the corridor; nothing could prepare him for what he now was witnessing. Priests and holy warriors from other churches and religions were running everywhere! Smashing and murdering anything and anyone they came across, not being able to stand and watch Sador backed back into his office in nearly a trance state, he couldn’t believe the other churches had rallied against him and his church. He knew of heated debates between the other chapel leaders but never believed it could ever amount to such an atrocity. Weeping for the lives lost and damage to the church he collapsed on the floor as people smashed through the thin wooden door that separated his office from the corridor and other areas of the church. Picking him up on their shoulders they carried him out into the main chapel area where they nailed him to a cross and left him for dead. After a full 27 hours of starving and slowly bleeding from the wounds on his hands Sador was finally found by a strange and mysterious man – who no one knew anything about; even his name eluded the local townspeople and sheriff. Picking him off the cross the man carried Sador for miles and miles eventually coming to his home, by this time Sador was exhausted and near death barely being able to eat, the man gave him bread and water and nursed him back to health. Here Sador began his training in the ways of a warrior, it took him a full 5 years before he left the boundaries of the strange mans house and began travelling the world. Now, his back turned on god, no one escapes his wrath, he travels the continent searching for the acclaimed ‘righteous’ and removing them from existence.
Lol sorry bout the length – I like writing stories a lil too much im thinkin, neway let me know what you think
