Choosing A Path (Amahn Luthgar's Anointation)

[WolfbrotherKronos]

Ezekiel Rullen, Inquisitor of the Hand of the Light, shifted the papers around on his desk.  It seemed a few more recruits had passed through basic training and were ready to take their Oaths as Children of the Light.  He glance over the names, and as usual, there were a number of recruits going into the Army of the Light, a few less heading into the Hand of the Light, and even less heading into the Eyes of the Light.  It was the normal percentage and as Ezekial ran through the names, he glanced more carefully at those who had chosen the Hand of the Light.  Chances are, he might get a chance to work very closely with those students.

 

Ezekiel called in a servant and handed them the list of names and spoke, "Please send a message to these recruits.  They need to report to the Fortress by 18:00 hours.  Their time to take their Oaths has come.

 

The servant bowed, took the list, and ran out to accomplish his task.  Ezekiel smiled.  He always liked new recruits coming in to help fight the Dark One.  He had several hours to kill before the ceremony would take place and decided to finish some more paperwork before cleaning up for the ceremony.  He found, however, that he was distracted, he couldn't focus as the memories of his Anointation flooded into his head.

 

 

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The servant bowed and received the list.  He moved quickly to follow the Orders the Inquisitor had given him.  He glanced at the list and spotted a name - Amahn Luthgar.  The servant moved quickly to the barracks and found the young man's quarters and knocked quietly on the doors.

 

The young man answered and the servant said, "Recruit Luthgar, you have orders to report to the Fortress at 18:00 in order to take your Oaths into the Children of the Light.  Please be prepared and on time."

 

The recruit gave some answer, and the servant could sense some excitement in his voice.  The servant bid Luthgar farewell and went to continue on with his other duties.

[Te'Oran]

  Amahn Luthgar awoke to the sound of a quiet knock at the stout wooden door to his sleeping quarters. He slowly rose from his bed, taking a while to untangle himself from a cluster of blankets. Finally he made his way over to the door, sliding the heavy bolt to the side, and opening it. He quickly spotted a male servant standing right in front of him and the man said,  "Recruit Luthgar, you have orders to report to the Fortress at 18:00 in order to take your Oaths into the Children of the Light.  Please be prepared and on time."

 

 Amahn nodded to the servant and muttered a quiet reply that he almost instantly could not recall. Their was a trace of excitement though, that the servant had probably noticed. He closed the door as the servant scurried off, probably to go gather the rest of the recruits. Finally, He thought, the day had come for him to be anointed.

 

  After a short while of pondering on his thoughts, he finally stepped away from the door and towards a small porcelain wash basin located in the corner of his room. It was one of the few luxuries recruits had, being able to bathe. After scrubbing at his face, arms, and chest with a small lump of unscented soap vigorously for a few minutes he stepped over towards the small, yet sturdy wardrobe on the opposite end of his room. Opening it up revealed only Amahn's armor, two plain white cloaks, and a wool shirt with trousers.

 

 Amahn dressed himself quickly and then set to securing his armor, double checking various straps and buckles here and there. After he was done he sat down at a small wooden desk near a window and looked out onto the training grounds. With a smile on his face, he sat patiently, waiting....

 

 Finally the time drew near and Amahn left his quarters to go to the Fortress. After making his way through a few narrow, winding corridors he found himself outside of the barracks. He kicked up small bits of dust as he crossed the training grounds. Eventually he found himself outside of the Fortress, and stepped inside along with a few other recruits. Suddenly it hit him, this was no longer a fantasy, it was reality. Amahn would become a true child on this day..

 

 

Edited November 4, 2013 by Te'Oran

[WolfbrotherKronos]

Ezekial stood as the recruits entered.  The excitement was evident in all of their faces.  All of their hard work had finally come to fruition.  Ezekial wondered how many of the recruits realized that the hard work was just about to begin.

 

Ezekial waited until all of the recruits showed they were ready.  He stood in front of them to his full height and paced in front of them, letting the silence get himself and the recruits focused.

 

"You all have been summoned to take the First Oath of the Children of the Light.  If you have any reservations about joining, now is the time to leave.  This is your last chance before swearing," Ezekial said and waited to see if any of the recruits left.  None of them moved and Ezekial gave a satisfied smile.

 

"We meet at days end and night begins to seal your commitment to the Light. Please repeat after me," Ezekial raised his eyes to the setting sun before continuing. "By the Light and the hope of salvation and rebirth, I swear fealty to the Children of the Light. I vow to serve, respect, and grant obedience to the high command. In the name of the Creator, I swear it."

 

Ezekial waited patiently until all had sworn the First Oath.

[Te'Oran]

  Amahn stood second in line among a straight row of men, waiting expectantly. A smile was evident on his face yet there was still a hint of nervousness there that would not be dismissed by an observing eye. Now the real work would be expected of him, he was no longer training to do a job. It was time for him to do that job, and he knew that it would not be an easy one to do.

 

  Finally a man stepped in front of the group of recruits, his head held high as he observed them. He began pacing in front of the recruits until he gathered their full attention and then spoke up. He made it known to the group what they were there for, as if there was any doubt before, and then gave them one last chance to leave before swearing their oaths. No one left. A satisfied smile spread across the mans face as he realized that they would all be staying and with that he continued.

 

  "We meet at days end and night begins to seal your commitment to the Light. Please repeat after me," he said, raising his eyes to the setting sun before he continued.  "By the Light and the hope of salvation and rebirth, I swear fealty to the Children of the Light. I vow to serve, respect, and grant obedience to the high command. In the name of the Creator, I swear it."

 

 The man stood there, patiently waiting for all of the recruits to repeat the First oath. They all repeated the words exactly as they were put. Amahn looked around a smile splitting his face. His excitement would be evident to anyone who took the time to look closely enough at him.

 

 Standing at attention Amahn and the others waited expectantly for the man who had given them their First Oath to continue.

[WolfbrotherKronos]

Ezekial smiled before continuing, "You've worked hard to get here, but the hard work is just beginning.  As a recruit, you have learned about our divisions - the Army of the Light, the Hand of the Light, and the Eyes of the Light."

 

Ezekial saw many of the recruits smile as they mentioned a certain division.  The time had come for them to officially join one of them and that was in itself exciting.  Ezekial remembered the day he took the shepherd's crook.

 

Three men entered the room, carrying new cloaks.  Ezekial pointed to the one on his left and said, "If you choose the Army, please report over here.

 

He gestured to the two on his right and continued, "If you choose the Hand, please report here, and the Eyes, please report here."

 

Several of the recruits moved towards the Army and several went to the Hand.  As per usual, less went into the Eyes of the Light.  The percentage seemed rather normal.  Each one took their new cloaks and changed into them, and then the recruits, no Children, lined up again and waited.

 

"Congratulations, you are now ready to begin your new duties.  You will receive orders from your prospective divisions.  You are dismissed and may the Light ever shine on you."

[Te'Oran]

  Amahn rocked on his heels eagerly as a few men entered the room carrying new cloaks. He already knew exactly which one he would be taking up. The combination of the red shepherds crook and the sunburst. Recruits smiled here and there as the divisions they were to choose were mentioned. As the rest, when the Hand was mentioned, a smile split Amahn's face. He almost could not believe that this was happening.

 

  The man gave out instructions, informing the recruits to go here or there, depending on the division of their choice. Amahn carried himself to his destination with dignity and discipline but he could not help the broad smile that was seemingly plastered upon his face. He felt like crying out, anyone who had ever doubted his capability had been proven wrong on this day. He was to be the newest thorn in the Dark ones foot as far as he was concerned. 

 

  Amahn gripped onto his new cloak and along with the other new children, threw it over his shoulders, securing it at the neck. In that instant he felt complete. This was his destiny, his place in the pattern. After a short while he and the others stepped back into line, almost all at attention.

 

  "Congratulations, you are now ready to begin your new duties.  You will receive orders from your prospective divisions.  You are dismissed and may the Light ever shine on you." The man said. With that they all began walking away. Amahn made his way back to the barracks, walking along polished floors until he reached his sleeping quarters, he opened the door stepping inside.

 

 Upon entering the room, Amahn kicked the stout wooden door closed, not bothering to slide the bolt into place. He then yanked his cloak from his shoulders, spreading it out on top of his bed neatly so that he could observe the emblem. He still smiled, staring at the cloak for a long time.

 

 He was not sure how long he had been standing there when sleep finally took him. 

Edited November 7, 2013 by Te'Oran