The Distinguished Mr. Rose Chapter 65: Chapter 64: Renaud of House Dordognes (Start of Book 2)
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Chapter 64: Renaud of House Dordognes (Start of Book 2) “What mean ye, that ye use this proverb, saying, the fathers have eaten sour grapes, and the children's teeth are set on edge? As I live, saith the Lord God, ye shall not have occasion any more to use this proverb. Behold, all souls are mine; as the soul of the father, so also the soul of the son is mine: the soul that sinneth, it shall die. But if a man be just, and do that which is lawful and right, And hath not eaten upon the mountains neither hath defiled his neighbour's wife… he is just, he shall surely live, saith the Lord God. “If he is a robber, a shedder of blood, and that doeth the like to any one of these things, and that doeth not any of those duties, but even hath eaten upon the mountains, and defiled his neighbour's wife… shall he then live? He shall not live: he hath done all these abominations; he shall surely die; his blood shall be upon him. “Now, lo, if he beget a son, that seeth all his father's sins which he hath done, and considereth, and doeth not such like, that hath not eaten upon the mountains, neither hath oppressed any, hath not withholden the pledge, neither hath spoiled by violence; he shall not die for the sins of his father, he shall surely live. As for his father, because he cruelly oppressed, spoiled his brother by violence, and did that which is not good among his people, lo, even he shall die in his iniquity. “Yet say ye, why? Doth not the son bear the sins of the father? When the son hath done that which is lawful and right, and hath kept all my statutes, and hath done them, he shall surely live. The soul that sinneth, it shall die. The son shall not bear the sins of the father, neither shall the father bear the sins of the son: the righteousness of the righteous shall be upon him, and the wickedness of the wicked shall be upon him.” - Deuteronomy 24:16 ——— A busy air had come to the castle of Francia. Servants and priests hurriedly rushed about, finishing their last minute preparations, as banners and flags of gold hung from the ceiling: decorations to celebrate the founding of a historic event. Yes, this day would be the day that the new Order, Expedition Argo, would finally be established. It was an Order created to investigate the strange happenings among the demonic forces, their odd behavior and why it was that the Great Evils, who had once been merely passive, were now moving with goals unknown. The paladins to be instated as members were of the nation’s highest elite, for they knew the peril would be far beyond the likes any had seen thus far. Safety was a possibility. Danger was certain. Only those resolved to either stand in triumph, or give their life in noble sacrifice, were encouraged to join. And so it was that the players from another world were given an ultimatum: join the Order and continue their fight, or stay in the capital and contribute to the administration. There were but scarcely five hundred remaining among the thousand who first arrived to this land. Of those five hundred, only fifty chose to venture into the unknown. The gentlemanly Lucius and his ever-lively companions — Mili the musician, the brawler Marco, and Harper: a noble firefighter — were amongst the brave volunteers to take up the paladins’ pledge. Thus, they now left the comforts of their rooms and joined a procession along with the other players leading out to the courtyard. There, the initiation ceremony would begin, and the party would lay their eyes upon their new commanders. Lucius was quite excited to meet them, especially after all the juicy details he heard from the good Lady Bradamante, a member of the Peers and whose brother would soon join them on their unpredictable voyage. But before they could leave the castle, Lucius thought back to an encounter he had the prior day. It was on the eve of his final night that he visited a young fellow of his, Karolus, a supposed ‘servant’ of the castle, to bid his farewell. The boy had awaited him in