2.8 The
Call of the Legacy
Abbot Adrian looked to the figure that had pushed
his hand away. He could feel the pain of the other, but the bigger cause of the
Faith needed his services. The Crawler must be reunited with his mistress and
served his cause. He looked up to the skies and then back at the crouched
figure.
"Protector, I shared your pain, but the Faith,
and more so the call of the Crusaders needs to be heeded." Abbot Adrian
voiced it out to the pained person there. "Your ancestors have sworn to a
legacy, and you are bounded by it."
Crawler growled back towards the Abbot.
"You knew within yourself, that I am telling
the truth. Like your father and before that his, they all served the
Crusaders." Abbot Adrian placed his words as they come from his mind. He
knew he would speak the truth as God had guided him by the wisdom of the mind.
"Your foes are the ones who killed her. Do your task and satiate your
vengeance, but do with the sanction of the Faith."
"Your Mistress awaits you on her journey. She
sought the False Prophet... God would be with you with our blessings."
Abbot Adrian pulled himself up and left the half man creature his last moments
with the one he had found comfort. The Abbot called on the other Crusaders to
be move back to the stronghold.
"He would follow, but he would not ride next to
you. Let him be your scout." Father Abbot told Geranium. "He is young
and unlike his father, he never had the true skills of the Windingo. He's still
Man in part of him; a part which made him shared some of our inherent weakness
like pride. He would not be seen to serve as a squire but your equal."
"How did you know so much of him?"
Geranium asked.
"We have been studying his family since the
beginning, and with him, we had lived together for fifty years, I am his second
handler if you would to term it. All his characteristics are recorded and read
to me. He was harder to understand as he is the only one which was half in the
form. There was another; a twin, but that one was missing for twenty years. We
believed him capture by the False Prophet or dead."
"You mean there was a twin?" Geranium
asked back.
"Yes, the most unique one, as in the records,
this had never happened, and more to it, a twin which inherit his form too.”
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