At the height of the Winter Dark Wars, in the year 1028md,
St. Luther broke the blade Durendale upon the crown of the High Priestess
Nectanebo. The blow ended her days
forever, and she passed from the world.
But in her death she also slew Luther, driving him back to the Dreaming Sea.
There he labored upon his sorrows and grieved at the loss of
Durendale, the shards of which he took to the Paladin’s Grove for safekeeping
to await the coming of the next bearer of the sword. He wove himself a Mantle to wear in
humility. Imbued with the gifts of
Corthain, this Mantle became the article of Confession which marked Luther’s
latter days in Airhde. He became Luther
the Confessor, and when at last he mustered the strength to return to the world
of men, he returned as an agent of good with the duty to cleanse souls.
In that year, 1029md, he founded an order of knights to bid
his heed and serve the world in a similar fashion. They were chosen from the most lawful and
honorable of men, be they peasant or lord, and were dubbed Knights by St.
Luther. They were given mantles of azure
blue to mark their station and rank.
These great cloaks were pinned around their shoulders with clasp symbols
of Law and Good.
Armored in plates of steel upon great destriers with lances
and swords, these Knights left the Isle of Blight and the Sea of Dreams to
explore the world and confess the deeds of men, whether they be good or
ill. They numbered thirty-two in their
beginning, but four fell in the intervening years. The order has grown little since then, for to
join it one must gain the attention of St. Luther and be given residence upon
the Dreaming Sea, a thing the Paladin Lord is little
inclined to do.
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