Ok, here's my story quick and simple.


I admit I've made some bad choices in my life and taken wrong turns on my life journey. I have seen the ranks of Daedalus, been tricked into serving Chaos, and lived in the blessed light througout my life.

I was once a Paladin, a man who devoted his heart and his soul to the glory and honour of the mighty Church, but my roles elsewhere forced me to break codes of conduct that the paladins held dear to them, so with a heavy heart I left the guild to serve another purpose.

Then, you and Tylin commited a cold blooded act when you murdered me, a citizen of your past home, Shallam. Upset and angry for this atrocity I quit the city to go meditate and think over what had happened and decided I should destroy those who killed me, blessed Aurora changed my mind and welcomed me back into shallam with open arms.

Soon after, you saw your actions had failed miserably and in your childish fit you forsake your guild and your city to join the ranks of the Ashanite Kharon monks, and you dare call me a traitor?

In the past few years I saw my service to Aurora was coming to an end and sought a different purpose, luckily it coincides well. In my absence from the Paladins I have sancitified, prayed, taught, learned, and died for the Church. I have stood next to Maran, the Patriarch of Angels, and Pierce, the Grand Champion of the Innocent to fight the forces of Chaos and Darkness, that is why I am reside within the bascilica as a citizen of shallam. I actually had the courage to say I was wrong and devote myself to a purpose and power higher than my own, that is why I still exist in the Righteousness.

I pray for you and your misguided soul, may it experience the mercy I have seen.

Dalamar

Penned by my hand on the 16th of Mayan, in the year 235 AF.