Once, there was a powerful and noble knight.
Born in an elven kingdom renowned for its magic, he chose instead to take up sword and shield, and devote his life and soul to protecting others.
I witnessed him live by all eight virtues of knighthood to the very end...
As a brave warrior, he was steadfast, fearless, and unwavering. Everyone in his path ought to pay him tribute!
As an elf of noble birth, he was humble, compassionate, and just. All who lived in the land for which he gave his life ought to be proud of him!
On a battlefield like hell on earth, where life was worth less than a lump of dung and morality was seen as worthless trash, he sang of the knightly spirit that would never fade!
I never knew what it meant to be a knight. But when I saw him, I knew without a doubt: that was what a true knight should be!
I salute you, my comrade, my brother!
May this world forever sing of the knight whose legend never fades, who sang of light in the darkness...
-- Broxigar Saurfang
I've decided to switch back to the old blurb after all.
