"These are uncertain times that we face as a nation. A time when firm leadership is needed, as well as the act of will to commit to what needs done. Our nation has had such a moment before. Roric it was your great ancestor Tadias Ta'lont, when he first came to these shores, who took the reins of control and steered a fledgling nation out of the path of certain destruction by greater forces than we at that time could muster the will to withstand against. It has become quite evident to me and all those gathered here that the blood of the greatest of our ancestors still runs strong within your veins and the humility by which you govern the actions of your heart. Your walk in faithful obedience to the Creator makes you worthy of the responsibility that has been given to you freely by those who speak most for the people, the warriors that stand gathered in this place. May the Creator help you and bless you more abundantly than any honor a man can give and may we as a nation prosper under your leadership now and well into the future I pray."
More applause erupted louder than ever before and abstractly I wondered what the Zoarinians must be thinking of all of what they surely had to be hearing. General Sanjo stepped forward. I hadn't noticed it before, but he was carrying something in his arms that lay on a purple velvet cloth. Flanked by both of the other two generals he approached me and all three kneeled down before me.
It was a sword, an unimaginable sword. It was more beautiful than any other sword I had ever seen, but there was something more to it than just beauty. I couldn't define what it was about it that made me think so. It was almost, in some way familiar to me, but I had never laid eyes on it before.
General Sanjo extended it up to me, "As the councilman has said these are desperate times we find ourselves in. As we have elected you as our leader, as once the great patriarch of your family was during the long years of his lifetime, it is only fitting that the oldest of the relics that have been passed down to us from our much storied past should go to you. Behold the sword of Tadias Ta'lont! May you wield it as nobly as he did and may it serve you well all your days as it did him. To God be given the glory this day that the warriors of the Valley Lands have a leader once again to lead us into battle against our enemies!"