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Last Paladin

Darkness rules the land since the sacred order of the Paladin vanished for to the point their tales are now but legends and none now live who’ve seen a Paladin let alone known someone who has. Maybe they never really existed but if they do the people of Arcadia Nine could really use their help. This is the tale of a young man who chooses that weather they are real or not he was done being pushed around and would from this point forward stand up against the darkness.

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Ancient Knowledge

After trying a few more times to get the information out of Ari about who the Thief was. Marcus finally gave up and headed out of the temple where he then met back up with Rebekah before heading to the city library. So with a sigh they entered the library and Marcus lead the way to the weapons of the empire section in hopes of finding out more about the dart he pulled out of Rebekah's paw or the ancient language inscribed on it.

"Dear didn't Ari give you anything?" confusingly asked Rebekah as she sat down at a nearby table before looking around for any signs of another creature.

"No, she just said that the Thief isn't up here and that we should just return to the south and just await him coming to us." sighed Marcus looking down one of the isles with his head tilted to one side as for some reason there was a section of the bookshelf that was illuminated and glowing.