commission_no_94_by_cotton_art-dbauzpa

"Ponies always ask me, what is Paladin? It is like Knight no?" The stallion chuckles a little, as he lifts his tea to his muzzle taking a momentary sip. With a slight sigh and shake of his head he continued. "Is not, the knight they fight for wealth and a kingdom. When going is tough, lands they once owned are destroyed and cash from lord stops coming they give up the fight." He tapped his helmet which lay beside him on the bench. "Paladins, we have a kindling within us which becomes an insatiable roaring inferno. A spiritual awakening something greater, and that fire when times get rough keeps us fighting."