Darthious

Aasimar / Paladin

Submitted character story

You are the strategist who sees every angle before the first blow lands. The night the temple burned, you understood what celestial blood truly demands of those who carry it. You know the ache of standing when every instinct screams to run, the permanent exhaustion of being the wall. Tables remember paladins who charge, but they *need* the one who never moved.

Defining moment: The night demons crossed over and burned the temple to the ground. Everyone ran for safety but those blessed with the blood of the archangel stood their ground

Already paid the price