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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Dirigible" data-source="post: 1121651" data-attributes="member: 12631">The Right Righteous Order of the Rampant RoosterCluck cluck.Not everyone gets to be a hero.Bwaaaaak-bwaaak-bwaaak-bwaaak.Not every paladin is cut from the same cloth.B'GURK !So where do you go if you're not 6'6, with perfect blond hair, perfect blue eyes, with perfect white teeth and perfect silver armour?Cluck cluck.I don't know either, but you might want to start at the Crowing Cockeral tavern (edit : with apologies to Eric's grandmother, it's a four letter word, means male chicken, means the immediate step required to prepare a gun to fire, slang term for male genitalia. I trust I make myself clear? edit edit aha. adding -eral to the word seems to make it acceptavbe). It's a seedy place, but the truely nasty low life's stay clear. After all, half the patron's could Detect you, Smite you, and clean out your pocket's before you hit the floor.At the Crowing Cockeral you'll find Sit Gustus Kirtlebreech, living proof gluttony isn't a deadly sin. He's the head man of the Order. Holy Avenger in one hand, leg of lamb in the other. Also, there's Vultok Skarache. You know all those half-orc paladins we've been seeing around in the last, oh, two, three years? All those touching tales of how they overcame their orcish heritage and the bigotry of others to become noble holy warriors? Ever wondered about the ones that don't? That's Vultok. You haven't lived until you've seen a paladin of the Twice Blessed Goddess charge down his feeling foes, cut 'em down, sever their ears and nail them to his armour. Well, sometimes their ears. Sometimes his armour.Then there's Glenda. She's a half-elf, born a pick pocket. Then she heard the Call of the Paladin. Never stopped hearing the Call of the Cutpurse, mind you. That lass prevented the reincarnation of Necrogox the Despoiler by half inching the high priest's spellbook from under his nose.Huh? What is the Order, y'say? Well, it's yer basic loose knighthood of misfit paladins, innit? They take their symbol from the tavern they meet in. Yeha, I suppose they do good in their own way, but the fancy fellas, y'know, those ponces in the Order of the Emerald Chapel f'rinstance find them a bit... disreputable. Easy to join; ya just gotta prove you've got the Call, and that's it. No, i mean that's it. You could be a bloody balor or an otyugh or me mother in law, so long as ya got the Call.About the only way you can tell if'n a paladins part of the Order is if he's got the symbol; they always waer a red-and-gold crowing rooster somewhere on em. Mebbe as a detail on the shield, or a badge or sumfink. Course, there was Hectagon the Human Canvas, paladin extraordinaire and tatooist's friend... he 'ad it somewhere more... personal, like.Still; they've gots the Gods on their side, or else they would have lost their paladin mojo, eh? Oh, 'scuse me, gotta go. That's Sir Hugo the Flatulant, and it looks like he's been on an all-nighter at Madame Gloria's House of Beans...Alignment : LG, unless you allow latitude in paladin alignments (in which case, they are the very embodiment of CG. Or CN. Or, in Vultok's case, CE).Membership : Between 15-50, depending on attrition.Next up : Sammael's Chosen.</blockquote>

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