"My Grandfather, Holland Xesyn, did not choose the herd. The herd chose him.

 

One night, during the First Great War, the simple stable hand was sent in pursuit of a spooked war horse that had fled into the forest. When at last he stopped in an open field, thirsty and near death from exhaustion, Holl fell to his knees. "Mount!" he cried. "Come and serve!"

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In that moment, the sound of hooves approached. Not of one, but of one-hundred horses. Fine of flesh and wild of spirit, they surrounded Holland Xesyn. For five days and five nights, Holland remained in that field, taming and training the herd.

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In that short time, Holland created the finest horses that the Empire has ever seen. Bred for war, speed, and beauty, the Xesyn mount is our family's proud testament to the gifts that the Goddess bestows upon the good, humble men who serve the realm. The men who have no magic, spells or immortality to give. Only the noble fealty of their human service."

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-Lord Brandon Xesyn "History of House Xesyn, Horse Lords of Immortalis"