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The Holy Knights of the Temple, like most militant orders of knights, are disproportionately made up of the high born who seek to win glory and live up to the legacies of their ancestors. Even with the oaths that set their families aside and vow to serve only the crown and the Dominus of the Faith, the common born that manage to ascend higher than simple men-at-arms for the Faith and are raised up to become knights are few and far between. Preston is one of the rare exceptions. An orphan mysteriously left with the Rectory at infancy, the Dominus himself (then a legate) declared that the child was blessed by the gods and should be raised to be 'the Sword of the Faith'. Preston has done much to live up to that prophecy. Nearly carrying a sword since he could walk, Preston was taken as a squire by the Grandmaster of the Templars and groomed for command while being drilled relentlessly for combat and given training as a priest of the Faith of the Pantheon. An intense and unrelenting student of war and theology, the young man possesses a rarely matched fervent fire and begged for the opportunity to test himself against the Faith's enemies as soon as he came of age. Despite his youth, he was dispatched as the youngest man joining a company of templars on a mission of righteous retribution against a tribe of the Abandoned who had massacred pilgrims attempting to travel to Arx. In his first battle, he acquitted himself with valor and talent that won high praise from his veteran companions, relentlessly pressing enemies on the field with very little regard to his own personal safety. For his heroism, he was dubbed a full Holy Knight of the Temple by the Grandmaster of the Templars and then assigned as one of the personal guards to the Dominus of the Faith, one of the highest prestige assignments available to a templar. Despite the honor, the young ardent templar hungers for more and seeks ways to prove himself in the defense of the Faith.

Handsome to a fault, Preston is the kind of knight boys dream they were, and girls use as the standard to demand perfection. Wispy blonde hair is kept short about the ears, falling slightly in his eyes when he's not careful, it gives him a boyish charm that unnerves his foes. His grin is ever present, lighting up his face and his sparkling blue eyes, accented by the strong square jaw he possesses. His build is strong, without being ridiculous, and he can often be seen flexing and showing off for a gaggle of giggling girls. He's tall for his age, only adding to the visage of the perfect knight, and even when he prays in quiet repast, he smiles, and looks good doing it.

Fierce inside battle and out, Preston finds delight in every facet of every day. He might judge a furious thunderstorm as but an example of the lifegiving water the generous gods provide to nourish the land. Or an enemy's betrayal is a test the gods send as an opportunity to prove one's wit and cunning. Preston is quick to laugh, and always smiles, rarely finding himself in a rage. Devout to the point of fanaticism, bright and skilled in his studies, Preston seems to be the sort that cannot fail. He tries to be humble, he really does, since humility is a foremost virtue. But he's young, and too skilled, and too close to the faith to be entirely sweet. He makes a great show of helping those in need, from great to small, sure that the gods smile down upon him.