Paladins these days, much too bright.
Emittance of multiple auras seems to be the norm.
Maybe the people who surround yourself allow it
Maybe it was the people you hid yourself from which demanded it
It seems many have lost their way, lost sight of the power in blessing others.
Maybe it is the people who no longer need blessing.
Or maybe a dog is just… not meant to speak
It may be easy to forget we rise among different creeds. Without notice, without pause we continue to stride among the damned,
When was the last time you spent time at sea, among mutineers, men of their own creed who wish for land worthy of calling port, a place someday worthy of the title, home