"I already told you I'm here in search of my mentors killers. This is how it happened:
I was assigned as a squire to Tolgarien knight Justin Oldoak. We ran for two years up and down borders of Borderlands, calming tensions, judging criminals, hunting down occasional humanoid band that came within the borders.
The Knights of Telatium are a non religious order of Knights that hold a series of small but important keeps scattered throughout the unclaimed lands and borderlands.
While on one patrol with a small contingent of the Brotherhood, Sir Oldoak, me and the rest of the party were ambushed by a mixed force of ogiers and orcs. Having achieved surprise the creatures forced us into a shield wall along a small knoll. Closing in on the survivors the attackers soon eliminated all but three, two knights of Telatium and one Brother. Preparing to make their final last stand we stood back to back to meet the on rushing hordes. Just as the came into contact, the attackers themselves were surprised when flight after flight of cloth yard shafts began to fall from the sky impaling the dark masses. During the arrow storm, I was hit through the throat. I witnessed orcish caster taking the body of Sir Oldoak and teleporting out. Warrior of the Brotherhood was cut down just before arrows started flying. Then I lost conciousness.
I woke up after some time to find myself manacled to a small stake but bandaged. It soon became apparent that I've been rescued by elves and was not sure what my fate would be. I was afraid of torture, mind magic and soul being ripped apart. After a period of captivity in which I healed in body I was let go by the only elf I interracted with. He idenitified himself as "Golden sunrises". I never once was asked military question, never felt any magics probing or witnessed any torture. It was about six months before I was let go. In the meantime I learned elven enough to communicate. It also made me think less of them as demons.
After I was released I returned for my knighthood ceremony. By last will of Sir Oldoak I inherited sword of green metal, Oldoak manor and his horse. I still didn't manage to go there."
Vorian stops little wistfuly. He then continues
"Returning to Westgate Keep I was attacked by a troll and defeated it single handedly. I know it doesn't sound as much now, but ten years ago for freightened squire it was quite a feat.
Victorious, I came to the ceremony where I was given knighthood after giving full report about death of Oldoak, elves helping, and let me tell you it earned me some dark stares even among memebers of my own order, my surviving and showing troll head for all the trouble. It also earned me inquisition. And..."
Vorian again stops this time looking at every one of his companions
"...I was cleared of all charges of heresy. Capture wasn't willing, I gave no secrets away and returned clear of curses, sickness or enchantments. And I still wield powers of Light.
Seeking those murderers and tracing them ever northwards I came upon you while you were besieged. The rest of it you know.
I don't want mistrust just because I spoke with that elf. I'm not in league with them or any other force of darkness. We cannot afford it."
