Knight of the Cross, Day 1 [Open] (Read 306 times)

[Alexandra De'Sivier]

Here it was. Time for his first day as an official Rune Knight. Alexandra adjusted his sleeves and tugged on his collar some, standing before a mirror to make sure everything looked right, and he lightly touched the choker around his neck before turning to leave the room. It was ironic for a member of the church, an inhabitant even, to treasure a gift from someone most people would see as unholy and satanic. Yet, despite this, it was second in importance only to his own ribbons, though the difference was so small none would be able to notice.

"I'm leaving now, Father Comstock." Alexandra's first stop was his foster father's room, raised to always tell him whenever leaving the Church and entering the city itself, and as always, a warm smile and slight nod was all the Knight received for an answer. He wasn't bothered by it, however; the man was mute, and served more as a housekeeper for the Church, with Alexandra helping out whenever he could. His second stop was the main meeting room, but rather than praying to the altar, Alexandra went off to the side and stood before a marble statue of a Seraph, bowing his head and clasping his hands together in silent prayer.

Watch over me, Lord Helel. May I serve the One as you do, and protect the Innocent from Evil. Grant me the strength to never falter, and always stand on the side of Justice.

Opening the front doors of the church, the bright sun temporarily blinded him, however his eyes soon adjusted as he walked out into Crocus, a warm smile spread across his face. Though only tasked with patrolling the city, he would stand vigilant in his tasks; while a servant of the Law, Alexandra prioritized protecting 'lives' and his conception of 'justice' over arresting people and the like, but still no Crime would be permitted, regardless of the cause.

[JULIANNE A. BROOKS]

Staring at a Church wasn't the most productive thing I could manage during my patrol duty, but it was a structure that thieved my interest time and time again. I could commend what it stood for, but I could not easily put my faith into something that was not palpable.

I was in typical Rune Knight attire, though no armaments were visible on my being at the moment. Not even a sword, a near customary armament for a knight, was present. I wondered if my garb seemed pacifistic in nature. If only I could be that kind.

Someone, eventually, emerged from those Church doors. There was a virulent frigidity in my gaze as it flickered and settled upon the individual who came out from the sanctified building. Good, there was a few questions I wanted to pose concerning the concept of religion.

If religion was true, the power of miracles would prove to be a valuable armament for my country. As a Knight, it was my duty to protect the people, and to fight for my country. I would not stop at anything to improve my expertise. Coolly, I approached the male. There was an unnatural amount of apathy and stoicism in my voice, but I couldn't help it, no matter how hard I tried.

"Do Gods and Angels truly exist?"

[Samaya Sinbad]

Samaya looked at the church, drank in the church, absorbed the church through her eyes. She studied its architecture and art. She didn't have nearly as much an idea of its function in society, but knew she liked the artistic value of it, and the value of having people who could do that in her economy. Yes, whoever built this was certainly worth finding.

The Queen of Sindria noticed someone else studying the building. They were armored and had a crest on their armor, so clearly military of some kind, or maybe just a mage who liked armor; it could really go either way in this country. But the visible marking that differed from the crest appeared to be a rank of some kind, so Samaya went with military on this one. Still, a military personnel studying architecture must be an interesting person to talk to.

Samaya began to approach the military person as another one walked out of the building's ornate doors. Her intended target walked away from her and toward this person. This was a minor annoyance, and nothing to bother one of such standing as the Queen of Sindria. She took the few extra steps to talk to both of them now.

"Excuse me, but do either of you know if I can get in touch with the builder of this structure? I quite like it and would like to invite him to visit my home country. We pay quite well there for such expertise."

[Alexandra De'Sivier]

Well this was unexpected. Of all the things to see upon first exiting the Church, Alexandra had not expected to see another Knight, let alone be approached by them with such an odd question. Do God and Angels exist......that was difficult to answer. There was no definite, irrefutable proof on the matter, it was all dependent on one's faith. First things first, however; greetings.

"Good afternoon, Madame." Alexandra spoke politely, coming to a stop and placing one hand across his chest, "That...is a difficult question to answer. I personally believe they exist, yes. It is up to each person to decide what they believe, however. I can't give you a definitive answer. My apologies."

There was another question to answer, it seemed. A second person approached the two Knights and asked yet another odd question, a much easier one to answer compared to its direct predecessor. They wished to know about the Architect that had designed and helped create the Church he had just left. It had been there for as long as he himself had lived, and chances are it was much, much older than his short eighteen years.

"I'm sorry, Ma'am. To my knowledge, the Architect of this holy place has long since passed away. I am afraid no one here can bring him to you, if that is the case." Alexandra was genuinely apologetic at being unable to help either of the two women, bowing his head slightly as he dropped his arm back down to his side, "Is there anything else I may be able to help you with?"