OOC: This is my first AAR, so hopefully you'll like it
Greetings, my name is Captain Simon, or "grandmaster Simon" my troops joke. I have arrived in the Holy Land leading a small patrol due to the political graces of my mother. I've been told I shall be riding in God's glory and become sinless. Apparently I shall through the fires of purgatory, putting myself through hell. This place is hell, the sand whips at you, the sun beats down on you, and the Saracen bastards strike you from the air. I have become distant with the higher ups, and so am stuck politically and morally. I do not take part in the pillage many of my brethren share. Perhaps me treating the locals with respect will help me survive and truly find God. If I can just survive one more battle has become my watchword...
The 'Holy' Land