Biblical
HalForToom was a kindly god, he took note when he heard the persistent prayers of LuOrLin, one of his flock , who he had noted was most dutiful to the nobel arts.
The prayers were consistent in their detail, LuOrLin was convinced he could attain a level such that he would be a worthy member of HalForToom's elite guard, all he needed was a golden bow.
HalForToom granted his wish, and the most perfect artifact the gods artisans had ever crafted was delivered to LuOrLin.
The bow was such that in the hands of a true believer all its arrows flew straight and true, all that was needed was for LuOrLin to have faith and do his part.
Try as he might LuOrLin just couldn't provide the level belief and control required for the bow to show its true capability, again and again he dissapointed HalForTin and his pantheon.
The gods were patient, LuOrLin was persistant...the journey continues...
..."My son," said the Norman Baron...."The Saxon is not like us Normans. His manners are not so polite. But he never means anything serious till he talks about justice and right"...