Night of the Templar Page #4

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like the rough stuff, right?

Sometimes I like

it rough. And hard.

What about you?

You like the rough stuff?

No, no one's ever

stuck up for me before.

Whatever.

So a tiger, huh?

I can be a tiger.

Here you go.

Thank you.

What's that?

I don't know. Somebody

left it here awhile ago.

Where's Japoniko?

Where's the television?

There isn't one.

Jake, where are

me groceries?

Oh, um, I was

just on the way.

We want our guests

to eat tonight.

Can I tag

along with you?

Um, you

know the rules.

That no one can leave the

property, I understand.

Right. You

know what?

Okay guys,

until I get back,

Amy is now in charge

of recreation.

- Me?

- You.

But you haven't given

me any formal training.

Listen. Your reason for coming

here this weekend was what?

To build confidence, right?

So sometimes it's best

to just jump in the water.

Get a little wet.

You'll be fine.

I hope so. Cause one day I want

to be a good assistant to someone.

Assistant? That's kinda

odd because I see you

more as

a leader of men.

You have

unlimited potential.

You think so?

You'd be great.

So. What do you guys

feel like doing?

I guess relax,

grab a snack,

and wait for Mr. Weekend

Coordinator to get back.

I can think of one or two things to do.

Or three.

We could play a game.

There's four of us,

we could do teams or...

I didn't come

here to play games.

Okay, silly idea.

We could play

strip poker.

I'm not good

at cards.

Even better.

What is that?

It looks like

an old story book.

What's it about?

The inscription reads,

'Here tells a

tale of passion,

loyalty, deceit,

betrayal, and revenge. '

Sounds good to me.

You read to us.

Okay. Here we go.

An omniscient moon

radiates through

the night.

We find ourselves

in a time when men

Would bravely and honorably

fight and die

in the name

of the true cross.

We see the remains of a

small band of Templar knights.

Sergeants and stewards,

all of whom were pushed out of

their homelands quite some time ago.

It is the aftermath of yet

another long day of battle.

Their coats of mail

vary in color

to distinguish

their rank.

However, all their uniforms

have one thing in common:

They all proudly bear

the eight pointed cross,

a symbol of purity

and a reflection of the

crusaders' vow of chastity.

Gregoire, the leader of

this band of Templar knights,

takes in

his surroundings

and the results

of the day's events.

He is our hero.

Wait, wait, wait. What's

this hero guy look like?

It's a storybook.

You make up hero.

He can look like

whatever you want.

Whoever I want?

Lord Gregoire!

What do you

have for me?

- An apple, my lord.

- Thank you.

- Thank you, my lord.

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