Sugar: *floating a few feet behind Yamiko and staring at it* It's beautiful...
Preacher: *crosses armored arms* Yes, indeed, comrade. I must say, magicks for such a purpose are a rare sight in these troubled times. It is rare that you see magicks that do not have the intent to harm. Even mine own healing artes are a rarity in this era.
Preacher: Ah, your interest in my origins does flatter me, young miss. I would be quite happy to indulge your curiousity, for a thirst for knowledge is a wondrous thing. I originate from the ports of England, where I was trained by my father, Father John Adams Stone, as a man of the cloth and practitioner of the healing artes. It was my mother, Admiral Tequila Stone, who instructed me in the way of the warrior, honing mine body so that I may protect the way of life for those unable to defend themselves from the onslaught of the misguided. With mine trusted comrade Sugar at my side...
Sugar: *peeks out from behind Preacher and waves*
Preacher: ...I have traveled the world spreading the word of the Goddess, gaining the epithet of the Armored Holyman from the praises of the people. For you see, there is no such thing as pure evil. There are only those who have lost sight of the light in their hearts, and have strayed onto the wrong path. I feel it is mine duty to guide these lost souls back to the right path by reigniting the light within their hearts. That is my purpose in life.
Yamiko: yeah, we've all been there, but let me tell you something, buddy, this place had pretty much both good and evil in it...and no point trying to fix evil, cuz evil will still have her way...on younger boys (licks her lips*) speaking of which...where's my hubby? I'm thirsty
Midna: me...over here! (a small pixie evitated next to her in the air, a tad smaller than a ten years old girl. she waved politely and blushed onconfidently. the hand-shaped end of her pig-tail waved as well. she wears an eye-patch) [link]