Still at the Krak des Chevaliers, Smelgar watched the battle for Edessa unfold: a Persian Infidel horde from the East invading against a small army of Hospitallers and the local peasants.
All too soon it seemed the battle would be lost; the Hospitaller Grand Master fell to the eastern sabres. Only two Knights bearing the White Cross upon Black remained: the Lord Warhammer and the exiled Armenian Queen Serenity.
Surrounded by the foe, the two stood back to back; they were outnumbered nearly five to one.
Sensing blood, the Infidel horde moved in for the kill.
A Persian Wesirin struck first at Serenity, seeking to end it there and then, but a devastating counterstroke from the Queen's Sword of the Cross laid the Persian low.
Wielding a spear forged in the City itself, Lord Warhammer struck at the enemy; a mighty blow, another one down.
Another stroke from Serenity, another from Lord Warhammer and the man calling himself The ax of Persia was downed.
Faced with such prowess, the Infidels began to doubt; who were these warriors that struck with such alacrity? But they not yet turn to fear, for they still held a big advantage in numbers.
Suddenly the Sun came out from behind a cloud, the grace of the Lord shined on Serenity and she was transformed. A blow to the left; one less of the foe. Another to the right; now the numbers were nearly even. And another blow still; a fair contest now. The next blow struck the Persians' former Shahbanu; now for the first time the Hospitallers had the advantage. Again and again the Sword of the Cross struck the Infidel, and finally they were put to flight.
Standing on the parapet, Smelgar knew he was witness to a turning point. For the first time in over 400 years since the death of Heraclius, the Christian hold on the Holy Land was secure.
Now learning the way of the Sword
NPCs: i) Macarias the Virtuous, Patriarch of Antioch (the "Old Man" ); ii) The Protodeacon of Hagia Sophia; iii) The Eparch of the City; iv) A Guy Named Joe; v) Uncle Tom Cobley; vi) Ozymandias; vii) Flatus the Corpulent, Merchant of Antiquities; viii) Euphrosyne Roisin, mother.