[X]The Light: Paladin
A lot of people run once school lets out. Flee as if they are running from the jaws of death. Not all of the students, but it's not uncommon for a few to tear down the halls and out the doors like they are on fire. You personally are not one of those people.
You stay at least an hour each day in the gym. Working hard on your body and muscles. It's a hard task that requires a lot of sincere commitment. There are a few buddies you can hang around with too of course, but your focus is on keeping yourself in top shape.
So when you leave the hallways are empty, and the students long gone. A few linger here and there for after school clubs, but it's a small fraction of people. It's not uncommon for you to be able to walk out of school without meeting another soul.
Out the back of the school, and cutting through the abandoned buildings. To your understanding, they were once factories and manufacturing plants. Now they were owned by a few banks and left to rot until someone could figure out something profitable. It was just a bit earie walking through them to be honest, but it was either this or add another half hour to your walk.
No one lingered here really. Maybe a few vagrants, and you've heard that a few of the troublemakers used one of the buildings as a drug house, but aside from that it was fairly barren.
Your cutting through one of the more wrecked areas when you see the glint. Something shining in the rubble of a fallen roof. You would have ignored it if it had been buried really. But it was right in reach, and you hadn't seen anything like it the last time you took this route.
It was a book. Plated in scratched golden metal and looking like it had seen far, far better days.
You've never seen anything like it. Who would cover a book in metal like this? Even better, the thing was latched closed, and from what you could tell, sealed. Maybe something used for traveling?
It took a bit of fiddling with the latch to get it open, and you marveled a bit at what was inside.
The pages were thick and golden. Not paper, but something thicker and more durable. Each one was decorated with loving pictures of rays of light and figures in various stances. Maybe a hundred pages all told. All of it etched with incomprehensible runes. It was honestly incredibly pretty.
You get a bit lost in examining it, and are only conscious of the time when the sun starts to set. You re-latch the book, and stuff it into your backpack. Then run home the rest of the way.
Your apartment is on the third floor of a crappy tenement building. Two rooms, a kitchen, a bathroom, and a living room. The water's never hot, and the walls are thin enough that you can hear shouting and crying all night. The paints peeling in several places as well.
Your father's there when you get in, and he gives a grunt as you come in. You get your looks from him, and when you were growing up you and he looked nearly identical. Now he was getting fat, and had stopped shaving. He had a beer in his hand too, but this was normal by now.
You grab something from the fridge and down it before heading to your room. A bed and a dresser that barely fit dominated it, and a few of your sparse possessions were put on the dresser. That bronze trophy from your bodybuilding entry was the most precious, but there were a few models Jet had bought with you, and a picture of your mother and father.
Mother had died in a car accident, and father had slid downhill afterwards. Little to say to that really.
You shake off the lonely thoughts and settle down on your bed. Out comes the strange book bound in gold, and you start looking over it again.
The runes were fun actually. It's like you could feel exactly what they meant even though they didn't match anything you knew. You find your hand tracing a few of them too.
The book was arranged into three sections. One section had the figure holding a hammer and shield. Another had a large hammer. The final section had the figure holding the book. As your examined it better, you could almost make out what the figure was doing in each section. It was interesting. Some of it seemed to be fighting techniques.
You've never seen anything like it in your life. You can say that with certainty. The time passes quickly, and you don't even remember falling asleep, still examining the strange book.
The dreams you have are strange things. Of something shining like the sun talking to you with windchimes. You see shadows stretching over the town, and your hand holding them back. Dust splashes across your face, and you get the impression of a woman fighting something looming and terrible. Blood splashes to the ground in front of you in the dream, and then light shines so brightly that you wake up.
The light of your room's ceiling light is shining in your face.
You grunt and stagger to your feet in a clattering sound. You blink as the clattering registers, and look down at yourself. Metal bracers with gold and red. You clench steel clad fists, and look down more. Your in armor. A stiffness makes you feel around your head, and you feel the metallic helmet too. It's strange, your certain that it's covering your eyes, but you can see perfectly fine.
There's a small mirror in your dresser, and you pull it up to look at yourself. (Insert Picture here)
Your certain you should be screaming, but you aren't. Somehow the fact that you woke up in magic armor is perfectly fine with you. Some instinct makes you look at the book that you had been reading last night. The battered cover was pristine now. The golden finish shining bright, and the thing was practically singing to your senses.
You move to where it is, and pick it up. You understand the Runes completely now.
Welcome to the light, Paladin.
There is much to be done.
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[] What's your armor look like?
[] It's the weekend thankfully, but what the hell should you be doing?
[] You may choose two spells to learn
Quest given:
Practice, Practice, Practice!
Find a place to learn your new skills oh wielder of the light.
Reward: 1 Base Stat Point.
Skills gotten:
-Devotion Aura - Increases HP and Ally HP by (Presence/2=[2])
-Summon Heavy Armor - Summons Heavy Armor of light (Adds 10 HP. Decreases Dexterity by 2. Now considered Heavy.)
-Paladin - You have been given a blessing of the light. Dexterity loss from armor reduced by 2. You are proficient in all sorts of hammers.
Item gotten:
-Book of the Light: Primer for priests and paladins of the light. Details the basics of a wide variety of spells and skills. Also has a strange amount of magic that lets it communicate with it's possessor. Will follow you wherever, and cannot be stolen. Only given.