The Paladin – Shaylyr

paladinThe Paladin

by dArKjAdE

“I’m Not Made Of Tough Enough Stuff…”

“The Things I’ve Seen”

“The Things I Know…”

“Forgive Me Four Gods”

“I Will Not Do This…”

“I Can Not”

“Do This…”

CHAPTER ONE – UNCONDITIONAL FAITH

THE VILLAGE KLAY

A cold, dark, winter night

What appears to be a knight, in silver armour, and white and yellow tabard…

…stands at the entrance of the village Klay.

Above the sky is dark, and peppered with stars… With threat of rain.

“Oh How They Mock Me… These Many Stars…”

Outside the Red Unicorn Tavern, four darkly clad warriors hold a 19 to 21 year old looking, blond, robed young man…

Watching on, is a dark violet cloaked, and hooded Magic Wielder… Doing their best to terrorize the young man.

The Paladin Shaylyr looks on, as the Magic Wielder tosses light purple, and blue colored light splashes across the air… Seeming to try and intimidate the young man…

“Do Something Shaylyr… You Know That You Must,”

The Paladin speaks to himself, as his sweaty left hand clutches oh so tightly the thick, dark wood handle of his long, great hammer…

“It’s not courage you lack Paladin…” with this a dark haired elf steps by him, making no sound, bow drawn…

“You’ve never killed a man… Have you,” the elf speaks in Elven Tone, stating, more than asking.

Shaylyr loosens his grip on his hammer, but does not reply…

Suddenly the Magic Wielder begins to poor his flame into the young man’s chest…

“AAAAHHHHH” he yells

“NOW!” the Elf yells, and begins to let lose several shot of his bow into the back of the Magic Wielder, who in turn disappears, his long violet cloak falling to the ground…

“Human magic… Bah… Trickery,” speaks the elf seeing his shots were for not…

Meanwhile, the four black warriors are upon him in a matter of moments…

Axes, and swords raised.

“AAARRRRHHH! YOU’VE KILLED OUR MASTER!” they yell, as the elf does his best to defend himself using his bow as a sword slash shield… His agility the only thing that keeps him alive…

Shaylyr in shock, looks to see that the young robed man lays motionless on the ground before the place the Magic Weaver stood…

Suddenly his hammer begins to glow bright orange, yellow, white, and something comes over him that he’s never felt…

…rage

“AHHH! YOU WILL PAY DARK WARRIORS!” with this he slams his hammer against the ground, sending out bolts of lightning like light, hurling the four warriors some twenty feet away…

“OOMMFF!” were the sounds they made, as they crash to the ground…

“COME!” suddenly Shaylr looks to his right, and the dark haired elf sits upon a white steed, and reaches for the Paladin’s arm, so that he might mount on the back of his horse…

“I CAN NOT ELF! THE ROBED MAN!” Shaylyr yells as he prepares to make his way to the fallen young man…

“HE’S NOT JUST A MAN… HE’S A CLERIC… AND HE IS DEAD PALADIN… QUICKLY… MOUNT BEHIND ME!”

With this Shaylyr is inclined to take pause once more… But one has died already at the hand of his pausing… And so he mounts the back of the elf’s horse, and the two ride out of town, passing right by the young Cleric’s body…

Looking down, Shaylyr can see that the life has been drawn out him, in a most unnatural way…

“Dark Sorcerer… You Shall Pay.”

Rain begins to fall…

dArKjAdE-

PICTURE CREDIT – Paladin

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