Bearer Dorian Al'Mare

The aged man in gleaming armor sat at the large round table with a neutral look on his face. He listened to Keeper Bardin and Vicar Emila and they traded blows debating what their next move was. All other members of the 12 sat and listened. Bearer Al'Mare was tired of listening to these two young children and spoke up in a hushed tone. He knew that as soon as he began to speak all would listen.
"There are servants of the Dark One everywhere. We are outnumbered by all accounts. The true servants of the light are afraid to be known. If we raise the banners, they will come. There is no other choice...but war."