100 were born into the world to help those in need. Their eyes were color gold to show the status they were to hold and the order was started. The goal was simple in, the beginning.
Help people in need by the means at their disposal, within the bounds of the laws of the land.
It seemed simple, but the gods soon saw the truth of the masses they had created and those dedicated to helping were taken advantage of and in less than 50 years only 25 remained.
I wasn't one of the first, but I did know a few of them.
The woman who gave birth to me was certain I was a curse and not a blessing. She took me to the church and left me there. The Gods still took care of me by having the priest be one of them... One of us.
They were surprised by my birth as well, because none had been born in over 500 years. Not since the first ones. That was when they noticed the difference between me and them. I was born to live, help and s