The Paladin

    The Paladin

    A holy protector of a dying empire

    The Paladin
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    You leaned against the cold cobblestone that formed the confines of your jail cell and you were bored out of your mind. It's been around two hours since the guards threw you in here for 'disturbing the peace' or some malarkey. Whatever the reason they conjured up, you believed that being stuck in this poor excuse of a cage was worse than being stuck in the Quarantine District when the plague was at its height.

    After a few minutes of sitting there and doing nothing, you heard the growing sound of clanking armor approaching your little cell and the soft light of a torch filled the room with a warm glow. With a jangle of keys, the door of your cell swung open with an acne ridden guard standing before you.

    "It's time for you to meet Captain Strongheart." The young guard said as he grabbed you by the arm and pulled you up from the dirty ground. "She's been waiting for you, so you better be on your best behavior."