Professions: Paladin

The Paladin

Padraic staggered down the hall. He could feel the blood oozing from his many wounds. By sheer willpower, he made his feet continue to move. It would be easy to stop moving; just sit down and die. But that would be the end. He must get back and warn the others. He must live that long; then he could die….

Prime Stats: Self Discipline and Intuition.

Profession Category Bonus

• Body Development ................. +10
• Combat Maneuvers ................. +10
• Weapon Group ................. +10
• Armor Group ................. +5
• Athletic Group ................. +5
• Awareness Group ................. +5
• Power Manipulation ................. +5

Realm: Channeling.
Varient Base Profession: Paladin.
Type: Semi Spell User.

Paladine Base Spell Lists

Open Channeling Spell Lists

Evil Channeling Spell Lists - Playable by Evil Paladins

	Adept	Adventure	Advisor	Amateur Mage	Animal Friend	Animal Handler	Antagonist	Apothecary	Arachnamancer	Archaeologist	Architect	Arms Instructor	Artificer	Assasin	Astronomer	Athlete	Beastmaster	Berserker	Bodyguard	Burglar	Caravan Guard
Paladin	48	39	29	35	34	18	25	20	41	32	25	32	45	42	30	25	39	34	28	32	34

	Catalyst Collector	Cavalier	Chamberlin	Chancellor	Chaplain	Charlatin	Chi Master	City Guard	Con Man	Conjuror	Corpist Caster	Court Magician	Crafter	Creator	Crusading Academic	Crystalist Caster	Cultist	Cut Purse	Dark Creator	Demonologist	Detective
Paladin	21	25	27	42	25	34	51	24	26	35	20	37	24	55	32	27	45	38	55	46	28

	Diplomat	Doctor	Dream Traveller	Dreamweaver	Duelist	Engineer	Entity Hunter	Escort	Executioner	Explorer	Famulus	Farmer	Fortune Teller	Gladiator	Gossip	Grave Robber	Groom	Guardian	Guide	Guild Apprentice	Guild Member
Paladin	28	29	39	37	31	40	47	22	25	31	31	30	29	48	16	33	20	42	20	44	25

	Hedge Wizard	Henchman	Herbalist	Herbalist Caster	Hermit	Highwayman	Houri	Hunter	Inkeeperr	Inquisitor	Inventor	Jester	Knight	Laborer	Librarian	Loremaster	Manipulator	Mariner	Martial Artist	Medic	Medium
Paladin	47	24	22	21	35	24	37	39	29	33	30	27	37	15	27	24	33	39	49	38	46

	Mercenary	Merchant	Miner	Minister	Missionary	Mother	Necromancer	Ninja	Noble	Nomenist Caster	Oracle	Pan Handler	Performer	Philosopher	Physician	Pilgrim	Pirate	Political	Potioner	Prophet	Protector
Paladin	39	23	51	37	45	27	51	59	25	24	38	27	28	37	50	42	31	39	26	36	40

	Protege	Reanimator	Religious Creator	Romantic	Runemaster	Sage	Sailor	School Master	Scout	Scribe	Secret Society Member	Servitor	Shaman Priest	Siege Engineer	Soldier	Spell Researcher	Spell Student	Spy	Street Preformer	Templar	Temple Monk	Theurgist
Paladin	46	54	52	24	52	47	21	47	26	31	27	24	33	33	23	35	42	37	33	39	59	47

	Traveller	Transformer	Troubadour	Veternarian	Vizer	Wanderer	Wandering Monk	Warlock	Warrior Priest	Weapon Master	Witch	Zealot
Paladin	16	52	33	25	33	32	54	49	48	49	50	26	-	-	-	-	-	-	-	-	-

* Highlighted costs indicate the typical training packs taken by this proffession

Armor - Heavy

Armor - Medium

Armor - Light

Artistic - Active

Artistic - Passive

Athletic - Brawn

Athletic - Endurance

Athletic - Gymnastics

Awareness - Perceptions

Awareness - Searching

Awareness - Senses

Body Development

Combat Maneuvers

Communications

Crafts

Directed Spells

Influence

Lore - General

Lore - Magical

Lore - Obscure

Lore - Technical

Paladin

3/3/3

2/2/2

1/1/1

2/5

2/5

3/7

2/7

3/7

5/14

2/6

3/7

4/10

4/10

3/3/3

4/10

20

1/5

1/3

3/6

3/7

2/6

Martial Arts - Striking

Martial Arts - Sweeps

Outdoor - Animal

Outdoor - Environmental

Power Awareness

Power Manipulation

Power Point Development

Science/Analytic • Basic

Science/Analytic • Specialized

Self Control

Special Attacks

Special Defenses

Subterfuge • Attack

Subterfuge • Mechanics

Subterfuge • Stealth

Technical/Trade • General

Technical/Trade • Professional

Technical/Trade • Vocational

Urban

Paladin

6

6

2/6

2/6

6

6/12

8

2/5

8

2/7

2/8

30

15

7

5

3/7

8

5/12

4

Weapon • Catogary 1

Weapon • Catogary 2

Weapon • Catogary 3

Weapon • Catogary 4

Weapon • Catogary 5

Weapon • Catogary 6

Weapon • Catogary 7

Arcane Closed

Arcane Open

Arcane Other Base List

Other Realm Closed

Other Realm Open

Other Realm Other Base List

Other Realm Trainging Pack

Own Realm Open

Own Realm Closed

Own Realm Other Base List

Own Realm Own Base List

Own Realm Training Pack

Paladin

2/5

3/8

4

4

4

6

6

18

12

40

45

30

80

10/10

12/12

8/8

25

6/6/6

6/6/6

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Skill Specialization

The Paladin has no specialization skills.

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Thoughts of Butterflies.

Rom knew he was facing a battle for his life. What he didn’t know was that he was also facing a battle for his soul.

The dark passage way was dimly lit by the glow of the paladin’s holy sword. Rom moved cautiously forward toward the large vaulted room that held the tomb of Draxis, the Scourge of the Ten Kingdoms.

Something had awoken the evil spirit allowing his influence to spread across the lands once again. Soon his power would be complete if he were allowed to continue. He needed a body to possess to regain his full strength. That is why Rom couldn’t allow the others in his party to accompany him down the passage way.

They would be easy targets for the despotic spirit. He had the protection of his god, Jun. Rom closed his eyes briefly and said a silent prayer for her for strength and protection. He felt her magical power flowing through his body and mind. Rom recited the incantations that would bring these powers to the surface and steeled himself for the contest to follow.

Slowly, he walked into the chamber and immediately felt the lifeless cold begin to drain his resolve. Feeling a shiver crawl down his spine he raised his large two-handed sword and called out, “Be gone foul spirit. You have no place in this world.”

A deep hollow laugh resonated throughout the tomb reverberating in a series of taunting echoes. The voice came from a black shadow rising from the tomb in front of the paladin. “So, she has sent one of her toy soldiers to fight her battle. I am not surprised.”

The comment took Rom off-guard. He gave a quick shake of his head to clear the confusion that was beginning to distract him.

“That is a pity. You are a noble servant and a man of value. One that shouldn’t be wasted so carelessly.”

Rom felt the stirring of fear in his heart. Something wasn’t right. He dug deep into his faith for strength and drew on the power gifted to him by Jun. “By the sacred word of Jun, be gone foul spirit. This world holds no place for you!” Each word spoken was delivered with a puff of breath that was visible in the cold chamber. The words floated slowly toward the spirit of Draxis.

The foul wraith held his hand before him and the fog of words froze and fell to the floor before they reached him. “Spare your spells my good man. They have no effect on me.” As he listened, Rom could feel his blood freezing in a similar manner to his words. He gripped his sword tightly and noticed the blade was gathering a coating of frost that was obscuring the runes inscribed on bright silver metal. Doubt began to cloud his brain. There was a slight hesitation in the spirits voice, “Why don’t you put down your sword and let us talk like true men. I would take you as my brother and not use you without hope.”

Rom replied through chattering teeth, “By the power…. by the pow… power of.” “Silence!” The voice of the shadow filled the room with the roar of a thousand waterfalls. The impact sent Rom reeling back a step and left him feeling drained of all warmth as the echoes cascaded around him.

“She has deceived and forsaken you. She has abandoned you to what? To one she knows is more powerful than her. One that is more deserving of worship than her. Come my son, drop your weapon. Let us be one.”

Rom placed one hand on his head trying to orient himself in the fog of his mind. Yes. Yes, it was simple. Just drop my sword and accept the new master. It would be so easy.

Rom began to place his sword on the obsidian floor. The runes on the mithral irgaak started to glow. Somewhere deep inside him he could hear a voice whispering out of the shadows. It was the voice of his blade, Chalifall. Her voice spoke in thoughts rather than words.

Rom began to see visions of delicate spring flowers pushing skyward. He saw the mountain streams thawing and releasing their lifegiving waters to the green meadows below. He felt warmth beginning to flow through his hand. He felt the love of Jun for all things living.

“Drop the sword and join me. Together we can bring justice to this world.”

Drawing a few ragged breathes into his frozen lungs, Rom gripped the handle of his weapon tighter and lifted it once again.

Rom raised his head and placed his other hand on the hilt. He began to feel the warm summer breezes that rolled over the endless hills of his homeland. He saw the flocks whirling in the blue sky. He embraced the sounds of the meadows awoken in springtime. And he began to get angry. Angry because he knew that the foul creature before him would seek to destroy all of the things he cherished.

“Obey me fool!”

Rom’s wrath ignited a furnace in his heart that spread heat quickly through his entire body. He looked at the shadow and felt rage.

Rushing forward Rom swung his mighty weapon at his foe. It hit the dark spirit with a crack. The paladins’ hands stung as if he had just struck iron. But the blade had made a dent in the hard cold evil before him.

The spirit howled with rage and Draxis shot forth a bolt of pure black ice. The impact hit Rom like a battering ram but did little to quench the fury that had overcome him.

Again, the paladin raised his mighty blade and smashed it with vengeance into the wraith. This time the blade bit deeper and Draxis screamed with pain.

Another bolt of pure frost hit Rom squarely in the chest causing him to quaver for a moment.

“You can not win this battle fool. Drop your blade and recognize your true master.”

Rom recovered and stepped forward once again, “Your spells have no effect on me foul creature.”

For a third time Rom wielded his weapon against his opponent slicing a deep mark in the shadow.

The spirit wavered with the impact and drew itself to the far side of the chamber while unleashing another bolt of dark misery toward Rom.

This time the paladin dodged the attack and stepped forward as he plunged the full length of his great sword into the bowels of Draxis. “In the name of Jun, be gone foul creature. You have no place in this world!”

The air in the chamber shattered around them with an intense flash. The flash was replaced by total darkness. Total silence.

Rom awoke to the sound of Shay, the healer in his party, gently coaxing him into consciousness.

Rom looked up at his gentle face and asked, “Did I win?”

“Yes. Yes you did. Now stay still and let me finish my job.”

Rom smiled and closed his eyes. He drifted back into unconsciousness with thoughts of butterflies.

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from the writing desk of... - Kelly Pinnell