Cleric. Templar. Defender of the faith. Purger of evil and purifier of unholy thoughts. These are all words that Parzival would use to describe himself. Most of them are untrue. The sentiment is there, granted, he does want to purge the land of evil and impure thoughts, he's just gotten a little....ahead of himself. See, he never actually finished his training as a templar, his teacher's pace was a little too slow for him. What bithered him most were his history lessons. He didn't care about evils that had been defeated in the past, there were evils out there right now that needed defeating. Why should he sit there, reading dusty old books full of stories of other heroes, when he could be out there, writing a grand story of his own? His goal was noble, granted, but.....maybe not the most well though through. He had a real shield, of course, for what was a templar without his shield, but he had never advanced far enough in his swordplay classes to be allowed to be armed with anything but a wooden sword. How he plans to vanquish anyone, evil or not, with a wooden sword is anyone's guess, but he's here regardless, and vore, in his opinion, is one of the most vile things he's ever laid his eyes upon.

Alt of Velvitte

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