Chronicles of the Chosen IV

In a complex hive of gleaming spires, this is where paladins are made.
Alexander didn’t think he could be a good paladin. Mainly because his offensive magic was lacking. He was a good defensive mage though. And a good sword arm got him through the examinations. These weren’t written like in other magic schools. They had to defeat their instructors in combat. They may have been elderly, but judging on how many failed each year, they were tough.

It turned out that the point of the exam was to heal yourself while they tired. Then for the final blow. Of course nobody ever died; they needed a second chance to learn.

“A true paladin will sheath his sword”

Alexander, after his second attempt finally graduated. And achieved a greater prize than just his graduation equipment.

He was of a noble line, which left him an inheritance, a treasury and armoury. Part of this was his family’s prized armour. This included the “Gauntlet of Anu.” Which apparently increased the wearers speed, strength and endurance.

Of course it was his.

Alexander was an avatar of the gods now.