/jp/ - Otaku Culture

Another one of these conversations huh? Well, might as well make some OC.


Paladins! Heroes to everyone.
Fight their battles to the end.
Never giving up.

Seeking JUSTICE
Never far away
Always there to help the meek
Fending off the bad

Loved by all
They'll never let us down
We will never lose our faith
In Paladins!

Seeking truth
Defeating lies
Shining knights and plain good guys
Finding ways to protect us all
They're our men standing strong and tall

Loved by all
They'll never let us down
We will never lose our faith
In Paladins!

>Now I met Sam Jones on a moonlit night in a rundown tavern bar, a kid of maybe fifteen years, on the edge of frontier far.
>He had no sword, he had no skills, no name or family. And he looked at me like a thirsty soul in a boundless salty sea.
>"Captain take me with you. Captain I'll work for free. I'm a paladin born and stranded here. Farming's not for me."
>Now that tale sure is an old one. Some paladin unwise, had shacked up with some peasant love, and given her this prize.
>And the kid grows up all restless, and dreams of faring free, of monsters, swords and holy wars and things he'll never see.
>"Paladins are more than born-" I said. "-they're trained from infancy. And you, you've grown up grubbin-side. Boy, you're no use to me."
>Well I saw him take that hope of his and turn his face away.
>Not give up, NO, he'd never quit, just try further down the way.
>"Hey kid." I said. "You're stubborn. If you work with half that will, well our armorer could use a hand. We've got a fight to drill."
>He stood there with that scowling look, as if he hadn't heard. And then the tears ran down his face, but he didn't say a word.
>No, he never was much for talking after we took him onboard. "Yes Sir. Yes Mam. No Sir." were the all the words that he'd afford.
>Now the armorer, Kate Seekum, well her eye was going bad. She knew I knew, and that kid I sent drove that old cyclops mad
>"OUT" She'd yell, and he'd lie low until Kate got cool. Then back he'd go and do the work while Kate would call him a fool.
>In time, Kate's eye got much worse, and every soldier knew. But Kate herself, well her heart would stop on the day she left our crew.
>That closemouthed kid would never talk. He'd just cover Kate's mistakes. "Kate." He'd say, "Here's hone four." or "Kate, that's hammer eight."
>Now we made our rounds from the forts we used, from Hahlly to Al'mar. And one day all of our luck ran out at a little town called Dar.

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