It had been a tough month the death of his father Lancelot had got Templar thinking of leading a normal law abiding life he wasn't sure that his fathers life was for him, many a night he'd lose himself in one of the many bottles Clutch had left his father sat there thinking to himself is it all worth it, then he asked himself what his father would do would he just give up? hell no he'd have kept going regardless.

Templar tosses the remaining bottles into the bin and straightens himself out "enough is enough" he thought to himself, picking up a paper he comes across an opportunity way out west cheap real estate sunshine and a general change of scenery, it might just be the fresh start Templar was looking for albeit in a slightly different context, packing his bags Templar headed west to Hollywood, one thing his father used to say echoing around his mind "Protect the people and they will serve you well".

Upon arriving in Hollywood Templar made his way to the nearest real estate agent and managed to get a nice deal on a rundown property just up the road from the famous Hollywood sign, over the next few days Templar worked around the clock sawing, building, painting, he steps back the property was as good as new only one thing remained and that was the placing of the sign above the door, having thought long and hard over what his operation should be called he decided to honor his father and hopefully make him proud.

From this day forth our operation will be known as:

✠ ✠Knights of the Round Table✠ ✠

Walking over to a cardboard box he had packed earlier Templar pulls out a bottle of Clutch's finest (You didn't think he'd really thrown them in the bin did you?), Raising a glass Templar clears his throat "I would like to thank Chun_Li for allowing me the opportunity to go on this wee adventure and of course for putting up with me thus far and also to the city of New york as a whole who have all made me feel welcome during my stay here, I leave behind a lot of friends you all know who you are, but ultimately you have to forge your own path in life and I'm not one to sit and do nothing, it is not without it's risks but sometimes you got to take a few risks in life otherwise you'll cease to move forward".

Welcome to the Wild west there Templar

Congratulations Templar!  I'm sure you will have a big impact on LA!

Congrats Templar!  Best luck and wishes.

Congratulations best of luck to you out in LA

I'm sure you'll do a great job over there. Congratulations!

Congratulation Templar, good to see the round table up and running again. 

congrats on the opportunity buddy. We have been friends for a longtime on these shores, and we have worked together a few times.. This does nothing but bring me joy. Cheers mate

Templar you are man of great honor, respected in the brotherhood. Having made recent acquaintance I feel many hold you in favor and so the rest of LA in their embrace.  Your walls of shelter offer someone as myself much comfort where those that are here can partake in wine and the other worldly joys. Congratulations on new position, Gratitude for hospitality.

Congratulations Templar and all the best in LA.

A little late to the party, but present none the less, Freyja pulls Templar into a hug.

Congratulations on joining the Wild West, Templar. I am sure you will do Los Angeles proud and help to bring some much needed stability to this part of the world. It'll be an honor and a pleasure to work alongside you once more, as it always is. 

And, on a personal note, I would like to add that it is fantastic to see the Knights of the Round Table rise once more, following the freak incident that robbed the Suburbs of your blood and the Knights a while back. 

I know you'll do great things, my old friend. I think I speak for myself and Odin-III both when I say that building Hollywood into something great alongside you is something that I am hugely excited to get the chance to do.

Congrats to you Templar, wishing you the best of luck out in LA

Congrats Templar, Best of luck to you and to all the Knight with the Round Table! Cheers Lancelot! 

clutch rushes in and speaks to a few bodyguards of Templar to let him in. It had been a very few busy days and with all the gun fire in the west atm, clutch felt the need to stop with the cover of darkness and no a huge crowd gathered around. After getting access tyo the HQ, and a bodyguard escort of course, clutch makes his way to Templar's office. The body guard enters and returns a few secs later and nods to clutch he can enter.

Seeing his old friend sitting behind that oak desk, holding a whiskey on the rocks and staring at his suit with a pistol in his lap made clutch laugh and smile at the same time.

Well I know you think you look good in that thing, but no matter how nice that suit is it cannot help your ugly mug and I'd hate tio see that mirror break.

Seeing Templar laugh at that, clutch grabs a glass and pours some whiskey into it.

I know your a busy man lately, but had to stop by while I could. Our lines go back a good ways and I am so happy to see you rise up and tackle the West. There are few that truely deserve the honor that suit brings but you are one of them my friend. I wish you the best and watch out for shooters in the windows. Its crazy out here so stay safe my friend. Best of luck and i better get out of here before it all starts up again. I wish you the best my friend.

clutch drains his whiskey and makes his way back out of the HQ. clutch laughs as he wonders if Templar will notice the sword he added to the wall while his old friend was refilling his own glass.Probally not right away but I am sure he will in the morning.

A true mafiso needs a true vacation, no crime, no stress, just for fun and relaxing.

after 1 week of vacation, Bogart heard the news that Templar step up at LA.

he visit his friend templar to congratulate him.

Bogart arrived at his friend headquarters and he saw a fully fortified headquarters and a tons of bodyguards wearing armors.

" this is what i expected. you are truly great my friend." Bogart whispered.

the body guards saw bogart at the gate and they stop him to enter.

" what business do you need here? ' said by one of the many bg's at templar hq.

"im here to speak with my friend, tell him its Bogart."

after a few minutes one of the bodyguards talked.

" you may enter sir Bogart , our leader is waiting for you at his office "

after Bogart heard what the bodyguards said Bogart proceed to the office of his friend.

Bogart almost got lost because of the big headquarters but then he saw a room at the end of the hallway.

" This is it, Bogart did'nt knock and he barged in. "

Templar saw bogart barged in 

" welcome my friend "

Templar is not finished talking and Bogart talked already.

" Damn you i almost got lost, what kind of headquarters is this, so huge. "

Templar laughed " hahaha im sorry my friend, forgive me. well this is your favorite liquor do you still angry or we will drinks this? "

Bogart saw the liquor and that is one of his favorite drinks.

" damn you briber, well lets drink that and by the way congratulation and be safe here okay?, wish you the best of luck. "

after congratulating templar, Bogart and Templar discusses so many things and they drink and laugh like there is no tomorrow.

It is an honor to work by your side.

After a busy few days Templar heads back to his office for some much needed R & R and a nice little tipple from Clutch's whiskey, settling into his oak and leather chair he starts to go through all the many messages "This could take a while he thought to himself" whilst shuffling through all the paperwork on his desk...

"I would like to thank you all for your messages of goodwill it's much appreciated, as you all know I will stick to the task at hand and hopefully help put the great city of Los Angeles back on the map, there will no doubt be a few hurdles yet to overcome and many bumps in the road but I have never been one to shirk a challenge and will continue to work around the clock to help LA grow and prosper" pausing to refill his glass he notices a shiny new sword has been added to his collection "Where the hell did that come from, was I that drunk?" upon inspecting the sword he recognised immediately that it was an 18th century Katana from Japan, attached to the sheath was a little note "A little gift to add to you collection, all the best Clutch".

The memories of the night before slowly coming back along with an almighty headache, "why oh why do I go on these drinking binges I hope Bogart and Clutch are feeling as rough as I do"