Night of the Templar

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The year, 1095 AD.

The once mighty

Byzantine Empire

and the holy land

of Jerusalem

continue to fall under the

wrath of the soldier Turks.

In retaliation,

Pope Urban II calls upon all

devoted knights of Europe.

Thousands take up arms.

Thus is the beginning

of the Crusades.

A holy war that would

last for over 200 years,

giving birth to the strongest

religious military force

the world had ever known,

the order

of the Knights Templar.

And from their ranks arose

one of their greatest leaders,

Lord Mordest McGirk

Gregoire of Redding.

Many believed his sword

was blessed by God himself.

I have counted the gold,

and it is quite a sum.

Just as you have

made your pact

with the devil.

Truly you and I

have given our lives

to the service

of the king.

There is talk we captured

a wagon full of gold today.

I am better than you.

This opportunity together.

You will have

none of it.

Let there be...

I would rather be eaten

by a pack of wolves.

There's been

a lot of your evil...

You must keep

them divided...

Behind you!

I shall enjoy enough fortune

for ten lifetimes of excess!

You've lost

your way.

Nay, brother.

I have found it.

And I will attain it with

the treasure in yond wagon.

Now Gregoire, it is

time for you to die.

So be it.

You've made your

pact with the devil.

You will have your

ten lifetimes of excess

but then...

I will come for you.

All of you.

My brothers,

I must speak to you in

regarding the order of business

for which we have

gathered here tonight.

Seven hundred

years have passed.

And as prophesied, the ordained

time will soon be upon us.

It will be your duty

to reunite

their kindred spirits

so that he may fulfill his destiny

and as spoken from

his lips to God's ear,

he will return

for his vengeance

and deliver the souls of the accursed

to... hell...

for all eternity.

That's it, I guess.

Wow, it's a castle.

Yeah, enjoy

your stay, Jake.

What's your name again?

Cecilia.

Cecilia.

That's a pretty name.

Thank you.

Pretty girl,

pretty name.

Small car.

Okay.

Hello?

Nobody home.

Wow.

I will come for you.

For all of you.

Hello.

Continuing warrior position.

Your knee directly

above your ankle.

Your leg comes directly on the floor

like a pillar.

The black glove at hand.

You are a pillar of strength.

As you settle, relax

your lower back...

Oh, God.

It's getting worse.

What's happening to me?

A package for you,

Father Paul.

What is it?

I don't know.

I found it on the altar,

along with this note.

Well, what does it say?

It just reads

'Father Paul'.

I don't want

to be disturbed.

By anyone.

There you go.

No? Not yours.

Lord Gregoire.

Thank you, Malcolm.

My most valiant warrior.

I know not what we would do

without your swordsmanship

and that, of

your brother Menas.

Although from a land quite

foreign to us, Armenia,

we are truly blessed

to have both the first

and the second

greatest warrior

of all the Mediterranean

fight by our sides.

Thank you, my lord.

But, it is your sword

that guides us.

Stand in my

light, brother.

Fast and righteous.

I am the best.

How does it feel to

be number two, Menas?

How would it feel

to be dead?

...defending the true

cross, my brothers.

Once more, you have fought

bravely and with great honor.

As have you, Gregoire.

As have you.

I thank you, Renault,

my fellow knight.

Gregoire...

there is talk we captured

a wagon full of gold today.

Is this true?

Yes, Renault.

A wagon full of gold.

The grand master

will be very pleased.

And all in the

name of the cause.

As you know, there are

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