Xhastu the Sword of Misjudgment, Terror of Cityguards

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Chapter 11

As I fought the dark guards in my new home, and
away from all that could sabotage me. Entered a
invoker; while I have no issue with him; it has
intruded into a place in which I was alone.

Returning to M'Lord shrine, I drink until I am
smashed in deep thought. Where place cane I find
away from politics and mortals. Where can I do
my good for the Light without interuption?

Upon returning to civilization I find scrolls
piled upon me of lies. I will no longer concern
myself with the events of the past. It is not
worth my insanity.

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Chapter 10

I've returned from Civilization to my new
home and I was over-joyed with all my friends
whom I had not seen for the week I was in
such a dreadful and political mainland.

The elven lord was the first I spoke to and
he seemed happy to see me as well. We spoke
and we drank, but the task at hand was still
quite apparent. More dark cityguards joined
the seige upon the city and obliteration was
well overdue. Drank some fine wine, mulled
over my past.

To my delight, I ran into two of my friends
both Ckhjorh and Derrideigh. What a relief
it was to know they were well. I managed in
that time to pay my respects to my Lord's
temple; leaving him bottles of wine, ale &
beer.

Yes, yes. I think I will consider updates to
my hut and perhaps learn to create wine as
I do water. Everlasting!

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Chapter 9

I must go to the dreadful mainlands of Thera
and I am not fond of the idea. I've essential
needs that makes my moments alone the best
it could possibly be. One of those things
is booze. I ran out; tsk tsk.

I need to stop to see M'Lord within his temple
to pray and show my gratitude in his faith &
mine. Such brings me in good spirtis.

Alas, armor upgrades to battle in the Dream
much better then I have. I set off now.

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Chapter 8

I've taken the basics of what little forest
and materials I can gather from the tainted
guards that I slay day in and out. Cleansed
the material, and molded a small hut for my
self. As most monks are remote and at times
in spiritual self-awareness. I'm finding a
with no inhabitants can be just as much fun
as with others. The priests help me with my
depression from time and time. I am becoming
stronger with each strike of my fist. I am
becoming a better monk with every body that
drops of darkness as I walk over their corpse
just to slay another. Much blood smears the
streets here. Blood that I do not take any
joy out of; but a task that must be done.


Each day I prepare by prayers to Whiysdan
that he continue to bless me during my self
discovery; perhaps when this is all said and
done; he will be pleased in me.

Unlike the other gods with a stick up their
arse; specifically within the Fortress; he
continues to inspire me

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Chapter 7

It has been a couple months since I called
home to the Dream world. It is peaceful here
and I am sort of getting comfortable, more &
more. This is a place I could stay for the
rest of my days in Thera. I can aid the elf
and storm counsel to eradicate the vileness
of the cityguards here. Good and water is
provided by my Lord Whiysdan and for that I
am grateful.

Whom can complain about me now? Whom could
try to sabotage me now? No one. For slaying
the darkness is not the work of the Guild?

I've built myself a small living quarters &
from time to time, I head to the sunnyfields
where I do my charity work and assist with
the tasks needed by the elves and priests.

I've found happiness once again. I found my
home. I found peace and I am one with true
passion. I am a fighter, I am a brawler & I
am a Paladin of the Guild.

I am home now.

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Chapter 6

It all started within healing a Paladin, for
it was my Code to do so. For it, I was attacked
by guards and out of nowhere Padwei removes me
from the Fortress. Can't say I did not expect
this from her to side with the Tribunal.

Nonetheless; that part of my life is over, I
am now back to booze full time, and honing
my brawling skills for the next fight that
comes my way. I've isolated myself to allow
me to find my center again. In the darkness
of Dreams is where I take my faith. Slaying
of the dark guards until none exist.

They say I am a Terror of Cityguards; well I
can agree to that. This guards of Dream will
feel my wrath and may my repentance for what
ever it is that I may have done wrong is by
the Gods of Light. Forgiven. I will not go
from this place until I am of use to all of
the lands which are Light, once again.

But, nothing can take my passions and nothing
can be more passionate then booze and brawls.

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Chapter 5

Briok, a hammer user and Minverian; assasin
of the covert arts. The boxing gloves of
passion I used against Briok; a Squire of
the Fortress a brother. The fight went well
but ThirteenHands was too fast, and I result
in a victory. I won my wager and the dwarf
one is poised to make his annoucement of my
win. He fought well, the Light is truly in
good hands.

Minverian a noble assassin and skilled fought with
a great vigor. I had to use the gloves of Courage to
fight him; as the shadows have it prowl. Like the
dwarven one he used weapons; It was the might and
empowerment of Whiysdan that allowe me to prevail.

Championship Brawler!

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Chapter 4

I called the Provincial; 'dear' in my encounter
encounter and the gates of Sprire closed in
front of me. She took offense and took mine
words and used it to disqualify me from the
Feminist.

No mind her, I was heading to the Fortress any
how to aid and defend the front lines. A true
calling for those of my guild. I seek to help
those of the Light and mold them in the ways
of life. Using my brawling skills, I should at
least make for quite a defender of the Gates.

So, with such understanding.... I pledged to a
Fortress of Light. Guardians of the Innocent &
my passion burns brightly. I shall look for the
Prophet and see the luck of my future.

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Chapter 3

Contemplating my purpose and desires in this
life or for what time I have left; quite a
alot considering my heritage; OH DARN.

The Fortress and Tribunal are both options
for my orderly days; just drinking on duty
may not be my best bet. I could even lounge
around the Inn and become a Herald, but not
a practical thought, considering the my foe
and the unpredictability that a fight can
erupt at any time. Plus, I will get a chance
to battle many beings of the dark. Perhaps
amongst them I can beat my lucky streak of
battles with the amount of blood there is to
spill.

What is important to me though, is the all the
paths I consider, are in service to the Code
of the Paladin. For it was my first pledge and
oath above all other things.

We shall see!

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Chapter 2

I am a brawler, and my record of fist fights
are Thirteen straight. I can't seem to win a
single fight beyond that much. It bothers me
greatly, some say it is just a mind thing. I
think its the booze and bad luck but my guild
master believes it is my long spiritual ties
to Lord of Luck. Perhaps thats why they say I
am Xhastu ThirteenHands

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Chapter 1

Good old fashion brawling I tell you. I come from the
city of Daryslon and while many of our residents are
quiet and reserved, the wine and the booze at times
have a tendecy to invoke the worst from those such as
visitors or tourist from other parts of the lands.

I serve Whiysdan because drinking is my passion. The
law at times had to lock me in a cell a few times due
to my inability to hold my liquor at times, but hell
even Paladins have additions. That what they call them
you know? A drunk? An addict of the spirits. Don't for
a moment confuse my desires to be merry for a weakness
in my resolve, character and code; I studied long to
be a knight of the guold of Paladins and nothing will
stand in the way of my Oath.

I grew up in a infirmary; it where my parents were last
seen before their death from a ancient disease. Some say
it was the anti-paladins others the dark users of magic.
I personally believe it was the dark culprits of faith in
gods of the darkness; those whom I despire above the rest.

Growing up around such violence would drive any person
to a drink; perhaps that why my personality can be both a
joy one moment, but a focused driven knight of vengeance
the next.

That enough for now.

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