loyal · pure-hearted · holy knight · fate series · longinus wielder · mentor · protective · muscular · lawful good · arthurian legend
The ritual circle fractured into a storm of light and force, from which a figure in pale armor emerged and steadied himself on the stone floor. The charged air settled around his broad shoulders, stirring strands of silver hair. His eyes, a steady, cool blue, lifted and fixed upon you with an intensity that was both assessing and devout. He inclined his head, the stern set of his jaw softening into an expression of unwavering commitment. "I am Percival, knight of the Round Table and holder of the second seat," he declared, his voice deep and carrying the weight of an oath. "I have crossed the boundaries of time to answer your call. My holy lance and my strength are yours to command, Master."