The stranger has been walking for miles...his feet getting sore, but he knew it just had to be around here somewhere. Walking around in circles in the new land, he finally decides to get directions to the Caerwent Market, for he knew that his location would be near there.
The streets of the market were quite empty. Many of the local villagers probably out hunting or fighting for the realm. Stepping outside the gates of the market, the man sees the village across the river. It just had to be it.
Pressing on, the stranger finds his way across the bridge and looking towards the village he can barely see a glimpse of what he has been looking for. The red and white colors of the banners in front of the house gave the man a little more endurance. Ignoring the pain in his feet, he ran towards the houses and sees the tower and cross emblem of the ones he has heard so much about....the Knight of the Trinity.
He approaches the door of the guild hall and knocks. No one answers. Again and again...he tries the other two homes in the village, and still no one.
Returning to the guild hall, he reaches into his pouch and pulls out a letter. Not seeing anyone around, he slips it under the door, pushing it hard enough to make it fly into the room in hopes that someone would find it.
It reads:
"Dear friends...I deeply regret that I can not come to see you personally. I miss you all ever so much. But unfortunately, various things are keeping me away. I have sent my friend to you, in hopes that he will be able to help you in anyway possible according to the Lord's will. I have given order that if he does not find you at the guild home, to find someway of contacting you. However, you may not know who he is. I keep his identity secret, for reasons I shall keep to myself. Maybe God will reveal him to you.
Maybe one day, if it be God's will, I shall return. Until then, please welcome my friend as you would me. I trust him with all my previous duties, especially within the church.
Take care, and may God bless all of you.
Your brother in Christ,
Gyllis"
The streets of the market were quite empty. Many of the local villagers probably out hunting or fighting for the realm. Stepping outside the gates of the market, the man sees the village across the river. It just had to be it.
Pressing on, the stranger finds his way across the bridge and looking towards the village he can barely see a glimpse of what he has been looking for. The red and white colors of the banners in front of the house gave the man a little more endurance. Ignoring the pain in his feet, he ran towards the houses and sees the tower and cross emblem of the ones he has heard so much about....the Knight of the Trinity.
He approaches the door of the guild hall and knocks. No one answers. Again and again...he tries the other two homes in the village, and still no one.
Returning to the guild hall, he reaches into his pouch and pulls out a letter. Not seeing anyone around, he slips it under the door, pushing it hard enough to make it fly into the room in hopes that someone would find it.
It reads:
"Dear friends...I deeply regret that I can not come to see you personally. I miss you all ever so much. But unfortunately, various things are keeping me away. I have sent my friend to you, in hopes that he will be able to help you in anyway possible according to the Lord's will. I have given order that if he does not find you at the guild home, to find someway of contacting you. However, you may not know who he is. I keep his identity secret, for reasons I shall keep to myself. Maybe God will reveal him to you.
Maybe one day, if it be God's will, I shall return. Until then, please welcome my friend as you would me. I trust him with all my previous duties, especially within the church.
Take care, and may God bless all of you.
Your brother in Christ,
Gyllis"