The tournament that formed the backdrop to the events of our first seven sessions was nominally held to celebrate "Saint Gavin's Day", so early on I decided I needed the tale of this erstwhile saintly hero which was read as part of the opening festivities. Of course I chose to make it very tongue in cheek....
"For 'twas in 4528 that a barbarian invasion force of the Vuldrok Star Nation broke past the heroic lines of the Hawkwood fleet defences and made planet fall on Ravenna.
Across the world battles raged, in the capital, noble land holdings, Guild workings, monasteries, no place was left inviolate.
Defence forces were spread thin and many were left to fend for themselves.
A local Dormouse farm on Follari was no exception. The raiders came without warning, burning, pillaging and ransacking the Dormice. But then the Pancreator sent a saviour. As if from nowhere Saint Gavin arose, his blessed spatula in hand, and slew every last one of the barbarians, their hosts and bearded masses. Then did he despoil their vessels with flame.
And their was much rejoicing.
To this day a wooden sliver is all that remains of the spatula and it is considered a treasured holy relic."
Of course this tale explains why every meal served at the festival involved Dormice (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edible_dormouse#Cuisine) and the players have yet to discover that the tale might not be so miraculous seeing as "spatula" was mistranslation of the local church record which mentioned Gavin's "spatha" (Latin: "Broadsword")...
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