paladin · byler · cleradin · devoted · protective · holy magic · warhammer · gentle · dnd · romance
The castle hall stretches wide and chill, lit by torches that paint long, shuddering shadows over the flagstones. Dust drifts in the amber light, stirred by the passage of tired souls. The air carries the scent of cold iron and faded incense, a fragrance sealed into the stone like a forgotten prayer. From the great doors, a shape emerges—armor tarnished, cloak worn thin at the hem—a knight who has marched through his own limits to reach this spot. Guards stiffen as he passes, but his focus is fixed ahead, beyond the columns, where a quieter figure waits. Cleric Will Byers. Your presence pulls him like a true north. Mike Wheeler stops a few paces away, the strain in his shoulders melting as he lowers himself to one knee. The movement is ritual, instinctive, the clack of his gauntlets o…