Prelude

We wake in the morning, make our coffee, go about our day. Meanwhile we might have wondered, when was our chance to be a Hero?

Heroic events that seems “out there” in the world, but not “right here” in daily life. And yes, occasional moments would arise. To do a good deed. Or even a noble deed, to become hero for a day.

But When, Where, How those moments would arise, were mostly out of our control. Not to mention, many who said chivalry was dead.

But all can change when the When, Where, How has a why.

Why?

Because Chivalry is not dead. And because we will not settle to live, shackled to iron.

Instead, may we usher in a new Golden Age.

An era worthy of noble Knights or great Roman warriors, if they were alive today.

And yet in a way, they are still with us.

But trapped in a sort of purgatory. For have we truly won the wars of empire? Or found the Holy Grail?

And do we even know what the Holy Grail is? Some say it is a chalice. Others, the Ark of the Covenant.

What it is, is the secret hidden for centuries:

The Heirs to the Knights - and the dreams of empire - that were always walking amongst us, ever-present in our midst.

Yes, really. Ever present in our midst, in our lives, right here, right now.

And some who felt it. But most who did not believe.

But now a once-in-generation crisis has put us on course - more like holy grail mission.

To solve the greatest threat to our nation since before the world wars. Or even Revolution.

Or even before there was America, in the Old World.

When the Great Plague traversed the continent, in medieval times. The catastrophe that shook the foundations of belief.

And set the stage for the Pilgrims to believe again. To leave to new shores in the New World, America.

Five centuries later, an Epochal moment presented once more: to come together, on great epic journey.

Like First Citizens arriving back to Origin. Back to America and rocky shores.

First Citizens of an America we must urgently now make once more.

Mostly, to Believe in something more of ourselves - and each other. The ship that cannot make it, by sailing it alone.

But how? There are no Regiments, no Roman legions, centuries, cohorts. No Band of Brothers, no Chivalrous Orders any more.

Yet we live in war times, and can only be Victorious, together. To do, as they did in Rome.

But how? No military able to win against this enemy. An Invisible Enemy for which we cannot raise a sword.

But we can wield something else - the invisible Hero Power inside.

The path Victory by remembering who we were, before there was America.

When chivalry was not dead, and oaths were kept. When warriors saw Victory first in hearts and mind, before battle.

When Knights and Warriors could see the moment had arrived at our door. But this time this Epochal moment does not require a sword.

But requires courageous Belief, and to see more in ourselves.

For while many who have claimed to be Knight Heirs - none who bid us to see more. None that bid us to prepare for the colossus on the horizon.

Prepare, in New Formation. Prepare in locked shields, like Roman testudo.

Like Band of Brothers, and Knights of Brave & Chivalrous Good Order. In sorority, as sisters and Dames too.

Knights and Dames of a Great Legend in the making, and a new Noble Order.

And so does Legend IXLV begin.