Siegfried received his brothers sword from his mentor, "Your task is simple. Go to the Neverwinter Wood, find comrades in arms and practice your swordplay. When you feel you have mastered the sword, return to me for more guidance. There are many in the land that have mastered the art, you should have little trouble finding the training you need among them."
"You have great plans, I know. And forgive me for asking, but why is it you chose me?" Siegfried asked.
It was unusual for Siegfried to doubt himself, but he did require some confidence if he was to lead later. He had a greater purpose than he would even realize. It is unfortunate that he'll have to ultimately struggle with what deceptions were being used, but sometimes unusual tactics must be employed.
"You will lead a selective group of pupils of mine, to combat the injustice of the land. Your brother was my first choice, but since he has left this plane - I have discovered many of the traits that led me to make the decision still lie within you. You were simply too young, when I had started training your brother." He explained.
Siegfried accepted the answer, bowing to his mentor. "I appreciate all you have done, and will complete my task as swiftly as I can."
"You will encounter some who may not approve of your ways, so you must be discreet for now. Focus on your task, do not reveal too much - but make allies and friends. It is important that you find others that will keep you safe while you are training. Never allow yourself to become arrogant, it is a swift path to failure. You will have further tasks that will involve what friends you make along your journey, I will reveal later what it will involve." he spoke with a serious tone, never breaking eye contact.
Siegfried nodded in understanding, absorbing the instructions, and pulled a fist to his chest, bowing his head to his mentor once more before he was excused. After Siegfried left, the man turned and walked to a bookshelf. He chanted a spell, and walked straight through the bookcase into a small hidden room. A dark altar was all that was present inside. The mentor dropped to his knees and spoke...
"My lord... your newest champion will be ready soon. Your might shall be remembered once again."
