California Law, Caterers And Alcohol

is not true that every night are equal, regardless, some begin with a sunset that already bears within it the signs of what is to happen. Not much time had passed since the Knights of Malta, of which I had the honor and the burden of command, had sworn allegiance to the Order and received the top awards when the Council decided to meet.

The meetings put together the Owners of all groups, nearly twenty, who went to those lands, meeting or alliances divided by old hatreds and fierce: various orders of chivalry in positive alignment, which belonged at that time, Wizards , Vampire, Elf, Valkyrie, and many others.

At meetings of the Council were suspended and all the battles, while the supreme representative of each group attended the meeting presided over by the Queen, all the warriors were in their seats waiting for the news and remember the most glorious moments of its history, magnified and aided by large libations boasted that led both men and women, good humor and hope for the future.

was in such a night, in a time when hope and apprehension are mixed, that everything happened quickly: offense sudden, vicious, vulgar, addressed to our Owner bounced like a thunderbolt from the austere and cold boardrooms to the rooms of the castle where we were assembled Knights. At first astonished disbelief took over, slowly but surely, the awareness that this was not an excess of ill-tempered, but rather the emergence of a conspiracy against the Order Crusader.

There are many things you can do in cases like these, as many are the thoughts that immediately fill the mind. Of many, unfortunately, do not choose only one and that night became the division, each head made by the court and the unity of the four groups revealed only a vain illusion. Each was given the freedom to do what you suggested but the heart and reason, as often happens in such cases, the reason the individual does not compose the group.

The result was that some riders, outraged and convinced that from happening and there was no hope of victory against a corruption so widespread, they took bags and followed their Owner looking for a new land and I I was among them, some knights, animated by a desire for revenge and rescue, decided to stay and play the role that destiny had reserved for them in the lands that have always had loved, others decided to join the Knights in other groups or to found new ones, just to stay in what they felt their homes, while others, finally, went wandering.

The rest is another story, or rather, many stories, each of which deserves to be told and do not rule out doing so in the future, of course, for the part that I know, but I'll be happy to accommodate in these pages the historical contribution of those who made a choice different from mine and who want to tell us what happened to their future. One thing

port firm conviction that anyone among us, even those who went away, slamming the door, go with him the charm and magic of those glorious times and nostalgia of the old comrades, that this was our life, as we sometimes so far seems to think that it really lived in another era.