The morning had came it was a cold icy morning of autumn like any other that passed till now, and will come ever worse in this cruel and harsh winter. The date is Friday 13th of October of the year of our lord 1307. The magistrate of this small insignificant city in northern France had direct orders from his king, Fillip 4th the fair to open a dispatch he had received days earlier. He had been ordered strictly to open the letter at the morning of this day. Nothing his vivid imagination could come up was enough to prepare him for what it was on this letter. In short words his liege ordered all his loyal subject to arrest everyone that was suspected or openly announced to belong in the order of the “Poor Fellow-Soldiers of Christ and of the Temple of Solomon” because they were accused of heresy. In the outskirt of his town stood a fortress built many years ago belonging to a renounced Templier, the castle and his occupants had protected the city many times in the past from invasion and bandits, how could he come to terms with what his king asked of him?
Today in human history was one of the darkest days the vanity and greed of men proved, once again to surpass their capacity for good and understanding. The kings of Europe in association with the Papal throne decided to commit once again genocide to men that had honor and fought for them countless times and will fought even more if they asked them. They over lend money to support their rich ways of life and promote their unholy quests which left them deeply in debt to the knightly order. And what is easier that to repair someone’s debts that to massacre the one that you took the money. Today is a mark in history of brave and noble, in hearts, men been snuffed away by a mere whim of some degenerated rulers, and we have so few left.
As long as we keep their code of honor and sacrifices alive
Templar Knights lives in our hearts, in our minds 
