Published: Dec 29 2007
It was late in the evening when he returned to the Temple. The events of late weighed heavily upon him and he took some time and ventured into solitude to ponder the proper course.
It has been sometime when the events rolled forth from the Garden. The night the Warpriest was struck down. He was present with his Mistress and the Crypt Lord and other fellow templars when his fall was first felt.
It was during those events that he spoke about the splintering that would shortly come to pass. The Crypt Lord swore that would never happen but reports have already started about the struggle of power that has begun. Not only for the leadership of the temple but also for his bloodline.
He walked in silence through the dark corridors pondering his next action.
He whispers, "Loyalty... Such a rare thing nowadays...”