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not a high holy day.” He noticed no one laughed, “It is a day of celebration. This day does not belong to us it belongs to Obidaan, and The Vanguard. I know we should have let you know we were coming Mordechi, but sometimes a surprise is just more fun.”
    “W—well it is your church. We hold services and worship in your honor.” Mordechi was still flabbergasted by their appearance. The timing was perfect, yet unsettling. It was going to take a few minutes to get over the shock.
    “You flatter us unnecessarily. Be at ease. We are here strictly as ‘proud parents’ nothing more.”
    “Did you really think we would miss the anniversary of our only paladin?” Lady Seer spoke up, “This is a great day in our church’s history. We wouldn’t, no we couldn’t, miss this for anything. And besides, I brought cake!” and with a wave a large sheet cake appeared on the table. The cake read, “Congratulations Vanguard and Happy Fifth Anniversary Obidaan Grailann, Paladin of The Seers. Lord and Lady Seer.”
    People had returned to their seats now, Mordechi had calmed down, and The Vanguard were all standing, staring at the gods. The couple took a singular form, both of two middle—aged people, with graying hair and deep purple eyes; eyes that seemed to look simultaneously to the distance and yet right at you. It was as though they were looking at everyone at the same time, looking to the future, and looking nowhere.
    They walked down to Obidaan. Just before they got to him, Lady Seer smacked her forehead, as if remembering something. “Almost forgot,” and with a wave of her hand cake appeared in everyone’s hands on a plate with a fork, “oh, and just will it if you want ice cream will it.” The congregation was momentarily stunned, “Go ahead and eat. I made it myself, using nothing but the freshest ingredients. It’s delicious. Trust me.” Some put ice cream on theirs. Everyone began to dig in; immediately there was a collective mmmm! Everyone finished their piece regardless of how much or how little of it they ate. When done, the plate vanished and their hands and face were clean. All were perfectly satisfied by the cake. It was as though each slice knew exactly how much to feed someone.
    They continued to Obidaan. Each one took his hands. Lady Seer rubbed his left hand. “So strong now, and rough, toughened by the years. You have hands that have done and will do great things.”
    “Do you remember what you said to us that day five years ago?” Lord Seer asked.
    “How could I forget?” he kneeled humbly and said, “But I am not worthy of such an honor. Paladins oversee worldly events and deal with kings and emperors, monarch and church officials. I do not desire such things. I only wish to help those who need helping. Surely one does not need to be a paladin to do that.”
    “And that is exactly why we chose you, Obidaan.” Lady Seer said, “Remember, no one who is selected to be a paladin wants the job, which is why they are chosen. Paladins cannot seek fame and glory, though they will find it. They cannot seek material things. They do great things and help the world. Not only do you seek these things but you do not seek to do it alone. This makes you worthy. And we are even more honored since you, Obidaan Grailann, are the first paladin we have ever chosen.”
    As if still following the script from five years ago, Obidaan continues his lines, “Thank you. Thank you for this great honor. I shall use my powers only for the greater good.”
    “Kneel son, so we may renew your powers.” Lord said. Obidaan knelt before him and they both placed their hands on his shoulders. The mana energy within Obidaan increased greatly. He could feel the power flow through him and it were as though he were a worn down wind up toy that got his spring wound as tight as possible. What Lord Seer did not say is why this step was necessary in the first place.
    From this point on, they spoke telepathically to Obidaan. To