Swordmaster's Apprentice

I carry a blade with me everywhere. Not to poach or kill, not for protection or intimidation, not for practice or cause but for my will. I carry my sword for sheer habit. I swing it no more, I sealed it long ago. It no longer has bite or flow. But it seems I must take up my duties once more and not sit idly by. War is not yet upon this land ,but it is nigh. I hold an ace in the deck but now I must pass along my hand. To a generation I don't know or understand. I have to pass the game to new players. Someone to take on the nay Sayers. Just as I was taught I must teach. One who will hold to my words like blood to a leach. A man devoid of anger, bloodlust or greed. A man I know will follow my lead. I must find a man who is strong, trustworthy, and reliable. I must obtain...My own disciple.