[color=gold][center]▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ஜ۩۞۩ஜ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬[h3][i]Galahad[/i][/h3] ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ஜ۩۞۩ஜ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬[/center][/color] [indent][indent]A clay cup. A banner. Several small candles. A string of bells. An alter made of vine-covered stone. This had been Galahad's prayer alter these past few days that sat upon a cliff edge overlooking a small lake. The lake actually belonged to a Lander Shinto priest but with the help of the subclass, Galahad had managed to allow his small shrine to be tolerated at an old cliff. Every single day without fail he had come to this rock and prayed to the Lady of the Lake who watched over his noble deeds. [color=gold][i]"I give my heart, body, and soul to the Lady whom I seek."[/i][/color] the knight dropped down on one and places his right hand over his heart as he bowed his head down in prayer. [color=gold][i]"No plead for help shall find me wanting. No obstacle will stand before me. No evil will taint the lands bequeathed unto me. When the clarion call is sounded, I shall ride out and fight, in name of liege and Lady. That which is sacrament, I shall preserve. That which is sublime, I will protect. That which threatens, I will destroy. For my holy wraith, shall know now bounds. Honor is all. Chivalry is all. Fear not, for I, Galahad, shall be thy shield."[/i][/color] The water in the mock grail shimmered and glowed ever so slightly in the sunlight causing a smile to spread on Galahad's face. The Lady had heard his prayers. With an outstretched hand, the knight picked up the vessel and drank deeply from it as he had back in death when he first met his protector. Galahad would never forget that moment as from then on there, no longer was he simply Kusanagi Yuuta, but Duke Galahad, the Questing Knight, Slayer of Beasts, Exemplar of the Joust, and Champion of the Lady. Having drank the contents of the cup, he stowed away his belongings and quickly left the lake out of respect for the priest there. With the gentle rattling of armor with every step he took, Galahad plopped down the main street of Kyoto as he looked around. He still couldn't quite believe what he was seeing or feeling. He had been to Kyoto before, but seeing it in person in such a ruined, run down state was something else. The armor and equipment he wore would have easily given any real bodybuilder a run for their money, but yet they felt light on Galahad. Even the two handed sword which he used as a primary weapon only felt like a weighted stick instead of a massive blade. With his character's stamina, he felt like he could walk or even fight for a day straight and not feel tired at all or have any lactic acid build up. As he reached the great Tori Gates at the city enterance, Galahad pulled out a whislte and blew on it. Although only few people travelled in or out of the city with most content with wallowing in their misery in taverns or alley ways, there were those who still went out to hunt. The target of their hunts varied greatly from simple goblins to other players. And inaccordance of his knightly vows, Galahad would ride out and put such PKers to the sword. From his left, a green misty vortex churred in the air before a demigryph in battle armor lept out of its center, letting loose a wild roar of valor as the beast ran to its master's side. Bucephalus the knight had named the beast, after the most noble mount of Alexander the Great. [color=gold]"Ready for another foray into the forests?"[/color] Galahad rubbed the demigryph's back as it gave a reassuring screech. Those nearby came out to see the knight mounting his exotic mount as it made its way down the path into the woods beyond. Drawing his sword and raising his shield, the knight kept and open ear for any sounds of trouble which he was honor bound to intervene in.[/indent][/indent]