Side Quest: The Paragon Path of Paladin…?Narrator: We go back in time, to when our...heroine? Was but a budding adventurer! No, this isn’t really important but backstory is a thing we’re doing!
Meepel: So this is Ul’dah? What should I do first?
Generic Ul’dahian: Oi! You there laddie…
Meepel: But...I’m a girl.
Generic Ul’dahian: I’ll call you whatever I want, laddie! You should go become an adventurer and choose a class!
Meepel: Ok, what’s that?
Generic Ul’dahian: Oy! Just shut up and go become a Gladiator, Thaumaturge or Pugilist already!
Meepel: Are you sure I should do this?
Generic Ul’dahian: Oy! You should listen to everything I say! In this here part of the world, I’m important!
*Gets run over by a Chocobo Drawn Cart*
Meepel: That’s sad. Well, I guess I should become a class!
*Gladiator Guild
Mylla: WELCOME TO THE GLADIATOR GUILD! Do you want to become a Gladiator?!
Meepel: I guess?
Mylla: Good, congrats, you’re a Gladiator! Here’s a sword, and go kill some rats and cactii, maybe we’ll give you a shield!
Meepel: Ok!
*Meepel does exactly that*
Meepel: I did it! Can I get a shield?
Mylla: Sure! Here’s your shield! Now you can hit things with it to stun them! By the way, can you do me a favor and deal with those Marauders?
Meepel: Ok!
*Meepel goes to the Marauders*
Marauder: AHA! There’s the laddie! Get her!
Meepel: ...why does everyone call me that?
*Meepel beats the Marauders*
Pfarmurl: You beat my men! You’ll pay for that, or my name isn’t Pfarmurl!
Momodi: That name is stupid, you know...also PLEASE take it outside, I just cleaned up after the LAST bit of psycho bandits who faced off against a rookie Gladiator.
*Pfarmurl and Meepel fight, Pfarmurl starts to win*
Pfarmurl: NOW YOU WILL KNOW THE WRATH OF PFARMURL THE...uhh...what was my title again?
Mook: You don’t have one, you’re just Pfarmurl...
Pfarmurl: Oh...well...bah, I’ll just kill this newbee.
Red Dressed Man: Not if I have something to do with it!
Pfarmurl: And who are you?
Red Dressed Man: I am Aldis, AND YOU ARE ALREADY-...nah, I’m not going to say it *kicks Pfarmurl in the face*
Pfarmurl: Ow man, that hurts!
Aldis: Do you want me to do it again!?
Prafmurl: No! Please don’t!
Aldis: Good, now return the Merchant’s Goods that apparently everyone forgot about!
Pfarmurl: Yessir!
Aldis: Good. Hey laddie!
Meepel: ...you’re talking to me, right?
Aldis: Yes. Good job, keep up the good work, don’t tell anyone I was here!
*Back at the Gladiator Guild*
Mylla: So...did you do it?
Meepel: I think so...was there supposed to be merchants involved?
Mylla: Probably. Ok, your next quest involves beating up Amal’ja. These are big lizard guys. Make sure you don’t die!
Meepel: Ok!
*Right outside Camp Drybone*
Amal’ja Archer #1: WE WILL TAKE OVER THESE USELESS GUYS! IN THE NAME OF LORD IFRIT!
Amal’ja Archer #2: Uh, sir, should we be shouting that?
Amal’ja Archer #1: Of course, for you see, THESE HUMANS MUST KNOW OUR WRATH! IT’S INTIMIDATION!
Amal’ja Archer #2: But sir, as Archers, aren’t we supposed to attack from a distance and kill them without being seen, defeating the point of intimidation?
Amal’ja Archer #1: YOU HAVE A GOOD POINT! OH LOOK! HERE COMES ONE NOW!
Meepel: Hi, I’m Meepel, Gladiator in training!
Amal’ja Archer #2: ...is she joking?
Amal’ja Archer #1: I dunno, THIS LADDIE HAS INSULTED US! TO ARMS!
*Fight ensues*
Amal’ja Archer #2: Uh, sir?
Amal’ja Archer #1: WHAT IS IT!?
Amal’ja Archer #2: We haven’t made any progress, maybe we should use our weapons?
Amal’ka Archer #1: YOU RAISE A GOOD POINT! LET’S GO!
Aldis: Hey, that’s not fair ganging up on a young laddie 2 to 1. I’ll even the odds!
*Aldis and Meepel kill the Amal’ja*
Aldis: Hey, good job kid, now go tell your leader we did this!
*Gladiator’s Guild*
Meepel: I did it...but I had help.
Mylla: Hey, that’s fine. Gotta take them when you can get them! So who helped you?
Aldis: Yo, ‘sup?
Mylla: ...GET OUT OF HERE YOU’RE BANNED!
Aldis: Oh come on, that was…
Mylla: NOW!
Aldis: Fine, sheesh, guess I’ll just get drunk.
*at the Adventurer’s Guild*
Meepel: So...Aldis...thank you, why does everyone hate you?
Aldis: I was a super awesome guy that everyone loved...but then I did something and got banned. I do have this awesome sword though! There’s only two of them in the world!
Assassin: AHA! There he is! The guy named Aldis! Quick everyone, ATTACK HIM WITH ALL YOUR...where did my entire bottom half go?
Aldis: Yeah, I’m not dealing with that crap right now...
Momodi: ...geez, ANOTHER intermediate Gladiator? That’s the 4th one this week! I need to tell Mylla to stop sending them here. Cleaning up after those assassins is tiring!
Meepel: So...what do we do now?
Aldis: Look just tell Mylla I got everything handled and she doesn’t have to worry about anything!
Meepel: But I can help!
Aldis: SHE DOESN’T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT ANYTHING!
*Gladiator’s Guild*
Meepel: You don’t have to worry about anything, Aldis has it.
Mylla: Oh, thank you...yeah, sorry about that outburst. I got a little...emotional...so I’m going to teach you how to throw a shield! Then after that, you can go save this GLadiator who almost died because of Assassins.
Meepel: Have you done this before?
Mylla: Maybe! BUT NO TIME! HE’S GOING TO DIE!
*one potioning of a Gladiator later*
Aldis: Oh look, we’ve run into each other again, laddie!
Meepel: So...what’s going on with you and her?
Aldis: Look, there’s this criminal organization called the Alacran and they want me...AND ONLY ME...dead. Now, it’ll be easier if I handle this alone!
Meepel: Ok.
Aldis: YOU GOT THAT!? DO NOT GET HELP! I’M WARNING YOU!
Meepel: Ok.
*Gladiator’s Guild*
Meepel: Aldis is being hunted but that’s ok, he doesn’t want help!
Mylla: Ok, not sure why you’re telling me that…
Aldis: BECAUSE I’M WARNING YOU, I DON’T NEED HELP!
Mylla: I mean...ok, I get that...I wasn’t going to offer you any but…
Aldis: I’m not joking! I SWEAR I’M DOING THIS ON MY OWN!
Mylla: FINE! Don’t accept my help I wasn’t going to give you!
Meepel: I’m confused…
Aldis: Good! Now let’s all go fight the Alacran together, BECAUSE I CAN DO THIS ON MY OWN!
Mylla: AND YOU WON’T GET ANY HELP FROM ME! Meepel, let’s go and assist him!
Meepel: …
*At the Silver Bazaar*
Alacran Jerk: There’s the bounty, let’s do this!
Alacran Man: Yeah, there’s no way this bad ass has a chance against us!
Alacran Dude: He’s totally a coward, he came with friends! THAT ONLY RAISES OUR CHANCES!
*They get beaten badly*
Aldis: I told you I can do this by myself!
Mylla: I know, and that’s why I totally didn’t help you by stabbing the other guy!
Aldis: Glad we see eye to eye!
Alacran: Aha, Aldis we meet again!
Meepel: Hey, your sword looks like Aldis’!
Aldis: Aye, Laddie! That be Leavold! He’s my equal and the one we need to watch out for. In fact we just had a duel off screen that amounted to nothing!
Mylla: It was quite a fierce battle indeed! Glad I helped! Also Leavold is totally a good guy, why is he bad?
Aldis: Because unlike the laddie Meepel here, Leavold is a big jerk and created the EVIL Alacran criminal organization!
Meepel: Are you going to tell me what happened between you three!?
Mylla: Sure...BACK AT THE GLADIATOR’S GUILD!
*Gladiator’s Guild*
Aldis: So basically...I’m going to deal with him alone, good bye!
Mylla: Yeah...you wanna go help another of my men from the Alacran? They were searching and never returned.
Meepel: Is this a trap?
Mylla: No, just reconnaissance!
Meepel: Ok.
*On reconnaissance*
Meepel: This is boring…
Alacran: AHA! YOU FELL FOR MY TR-*stabbed in the face*
Meepel: Still boring…
Gladiator: You saved me! By the way, Aldis is over there, he wants to tell you something!
Aldis: Yeah, you’re doing good laddie, but what’s important is I CAN DO THIS MYSELF! Leavold is a big jerk and I need to deal with him myself! MAKE SURE MYLLA KNOWS THIS!
Meepel: OK.
*Back at the Gladiator Base*
Meepel: Aldis has everything under control.
Mylla: Nonsense! He just got arrested by the Brass Blades! Apparently they’re suspicious he’s going to assassinate the Sultana! We have to go and help straighten this out! WIth me rookie!
Meepel: Sure.
*after some useless investigating that is just filler, we’re at the execution site of Aldis*
Aldis: Well, this sucks, but at least I did it all by myself!
Mylla: No Aldis! You can’t die, not when Leavold is still at large!
Leavold: Yeah, how dare you die when we haven’t dueled yet!
Aldis: HA! Just as planned! I got arrested to lure you out and expose you, TRAITOR!
Leavold: ...well I walked into that one…
Mylla: So...large scale battle between the guild and the Alacran, join me, laddie!
Meepel: Ok.
*one epic battle later*
Meepel: We win
Aldis: Now surrender, Leavold!
Leavold: YOU’LL NEVER GET ME ALIVE! *Jumps off a ledge*
Aldis: ...well, I can’t say he’s wrong…
Mylla: Alls well that ends well?
Meepel: But...he’s dead…
Mylla: ALLS. WELL. THAT. ENDS. WELL!
*back at Gladiator Guild*
Mylla: Well, we made up with Aldis, Leavold is beaten, and you’re now good enough to graduate from the guild. Congrats, laddie!
Meepel: Yay, where do I go from here
Lulutsu: EXTRA EXTRA! Sultana is now going to take Outsiders into being Paladins! GET GOING NOW!
Meepel: Sounds good. I’ll do it!
*at the Chamber of Rule*
Sultansworn Jenlyns: So, you want to be a Paladin? Well, lady…
Meepel: ...you called me by the right thing, yay…
Jenlyns: You must EMBARK ON A RIGOROUS TASK! This will be impossible and tough! You must go to Southern Thanalan, light a torch, and kill some undead.
Meepel: Ok.
*Meepel does exactly that, still in Southern Thanalan*
Meepel: Well, that was easy, do I get to be a Paladin now?
Mysterious Rogadynn: Aha! I saw that! Brilliant display! So much that I want you to take this stone! It will serve you well! Show it to the Sultansworn!
Meepel: Ok, I will do that.
*at the Sultansworn*
Jenlyns: Aha! Well done! Now I will now give you THE SOUL OF A PALADIN! It is a rock with a special design on it, and it will make you a Paladin!
Meepel: Like this one?
Jenlyns: ...by the twelve, YOU HAVE A SOUL OF A PALADIN!? HOW CAN THAT BE!? Wait, it must have been given to you by...A TRAITOR! Yes, that rogue Paladin who is a bad guy! He broke an oath and must be brought to justice! Do not be deceived by him!
Meepel: He seemed nice…
Jenlyns: DO NOT BE DECEIVED! Now equip your SOUL OF THE PALADIN, and become one of us.
Meepel: So I equip this and then…
*big flashy effects, lightings, other things happen, and when all is said and done…*
P. Meepel: I...feel...livelier, more vivid, more capable of expressing myself! I also feel like I’ve done a whole lot of nothing and went through an entire ordeal of nonsensical bullcrap in an attempt to save some jerk.
Jenlyns: And thus, now you are a true Paladin, but you still have much to learn.
P. Meepel: ...this is going to require more inane nonsense that ultimately doesn't actually tie-in with what I’m going to learn, isn’t it?
Jenlyns: Oh, absolutely!
P. Meepel: Gods damn it. Can you at least tell me WHY that guy is a traitor?
Jenlyns: Well you see, long ago, we were once respected!
P. Meepel: ...I asked you a simple question…
Jenlyns: The Sultana and people loved us! None were on the level of the Paladins!
P. Meepel: Yes, but can you just…
Jenlyns: And none could match us! We were the finest of the greatest knights of all the land! Even the Heavensward in Ishgard bowed before our divinity!
P. Meepel: I get that, but that has noth-
Jenlyns: AND WE FOUGHT WITH THE GREAT SWORD OATHKEEPER! It was a brilliant and shining sword!
P. Meepel: ...I want one of tho-...wait, that still has nothing to do with what I asked!
Jenlyns: And there was one of us! The greatest of us! WE ALL LOVED HIM! THE WORLD LOVED HIM!
P. Meepel: Are we finally getting to answer my question?
Jenlyns: And then...HE STOLE THE OATHKEEPER! And with that the trust of the Sultansworn was lost! Oh how I wish for the glory days to return! We will never be looked at the same way again! Woe is us, the Paladins of Old!!!
P. Meepel: Yeah, I’m just...going to practice my new Paladin abilities...far away from here...like La Noscea or something...yeah, that should be far enough away!
*A bunch of dead ringtails later*
Jenlyns: And so no one will ever, EVER trust the Paladins the same way again! EVER! So anyway, now that my story is done, and I’m glad you were here the entire time.
P. Meepel: Yeah, I totally didn’t go to La Noscea to kill a bunch of wild life for no good reason other than to practice my skills while you were monologuing! Nope! Totally didn’t do that!
Jenlyns: Ah, good! Now you are ready to go and cross-swords with the SULTANSWORN FINEST!
P. Meepel: ...that seems to be rushing things, doesn’t it?
Jenlyns: Nonsense! A Paladin of your level…
P. Meepel: I’ve only been this way for a few hours though…
Jenlyns: Clearly can fight the FINEST of Paladins! Now go off, my young Paladin Lady, and defeat the greatest the Sultansworn has to offer!
P. Meepel: Something tells me this is a really bad idea…
*at Eastern Thanalan*
Sultansworn #1: There you be, rookie! ARE YOU READY TO DUEL THE FINEST OF US!?
P. Meepel: This hardly seems fair…
Sultansworn #2: AH! GOOD! THEN YOU’RE READY! TO ARMS!
*they all trip over their swords*
P. Meepel: ...does that mean I win?
Sultansworn #3: Ay! You have bested us! Such skill with a blade!
P. Meepel: I think it was more the lack of skill in this instance…
Sultansworn #4: Yes, and now you will learn the true art of being a Paladin: HOW TO COVER YOUR ALLIES! It is how we have gone so far!
P. Meepel: ...yeah, I’ll let you live in that delusion of grandeur…
*back at Jenlyns*
P. Meepel: So I learned how to cover…
Jenlyns: You beat my finest warriors, you truly are a talented one!
P. Meepel: I’d say less “beat” and more “watched them beat themselves…”
Jenlyns: That’s good, soon you shall be ready to face Solkzagy!!
P. Meepel: Who?
Jenlyns: The traitorous scum who took our sword!
P. Meepel: Ok, and when were you going to tell me I was going to fight him?
Jenlyns: I swear I did. Didn’t you listen to my whole history!?
P. Meepel: ...crap…
Jenlyns: Yes, and for you to be ready, you must go to these various locations!
P. Meepel: And just how will that help me?
Jenlyns: Legendary Paladin Gear of the highest order to make you strong!
P. Meepel: ...fair enough!
*Meepel gets the Artifact gear*
P. Meepel: Ok, I got these gloves, coronet, greaves, and pants...but where’s the armor?
Jenlyns: Alas, it was lost in the annuls of time!
P. Meepel: ...you forgot where you left it, didn’t you?
Jenlyns: In laymans terms, yes. No time for that, I have arranged a parley for you in Southern Thanalan! GO FORTH YOUNG WARRIOR!
P. Meepel: That seemed awfully convenient...what could go wrong?
*at Southern Thanalan*
Jenlyns: AHA! Now that I have you alone, I SHALL EXPOSE YOU! You were the true traitor all along, young one! I knew it! Solkzagyl chose you as a proxy! But now that you’re here, me and my finest shall defeat you!
P. Meepel: Wait what!? I...you know there is no way I could do that! Tell me one situation where I should be a suspect?
Jenlyns: Remember my large rant that you left?
P. Meepel: ...wait, you actually noticed that?
Jenlyns: But of course! Now to regain the honor of the Sultansworn! YOU AND THE MONETARISTS SHALL BE DEFEATED!
P. Meepel: Crap…
*Meepel fights and wins*
Jenlyns: No! I refuse to accept your innocence!
P. Meepel: Look, I didn’t do it, OK!? I got to Ul’dah, met some drunken guy, got called a man a lot for some strange reason, helped some banned guy from the Gladiator’s Guild deal with his demons only for some prick to die, got shoved into being a Paladin, got a stone from a crazy Rogadynn, and then this happens!?
Jenlyns: And why should I believe you!?
P. Meepel: Because one of your OWN MEN is literally about to stab you in the back as we speak?
Jenlyns: Wait what?! How can this…
*Traitorous Sultansworn about to stab Jenlyns gets a slash in the back*
Solkzagyl: Aha! I got here just in time! Seems I have saved your life, Jenlyns!
Jenlyns: But...you’re the traitor! Why did you save me?
Solkzagyl: Because I’m not a traitor at all, I merely faked it to weed out the TRUE traitors identity! I’ve been loyal the entire time! You were just so full of yourself that you couldn’t even think outside the box…
P. Meepel: Tell me about it...
Jenlyns: ...in that case, we shall speak back in Ul’dah!
*Ul’dah*
P. Meepel: Ok, why couldn’t we just discuss that back there?
Jenlyns: Because I passed out and needed rest…
P. Meepel: ...fair enough.
Jenlyns: In any event, we shall strike back at the Monetarists by fighting them in Snowcloak!
P. Meepel: Why there?
Jenlyns: Because I said so damn it!
P. Meepel: O...k…
Jenlyns: Just go meet with Solkzagyl in East Thanalan to learn more details.
*East Thanalan*
P. Meepel: So what do you need me to do?
Solkzagyl: I don’t know. Honestly, I think it would have made more sense to just rendezvous at the site...makes me question choosing Jenlyns as my successor…
P. Meepel: ...he’s doing this so he can face the Monetarists single handedly and is going to die if he does, isn’t he?
Solkzagyl: Probably, and we should probably go help him.
P. Meepel: Gods damn it…
*At Snowcloak*
Assassin: Aha, you have fallen for my trap, Sultansworn! Now face the wrath of…
*big shield hits him in the head*
Assassin: Ow! Who did that!?
P. Meepel: Yeah, I’m just going to have to politely ask you to shut up, and it’d be helpful you surrendered and we ended all this stuff now.
Assassin: ...ok, I surrender.
P. Meepel: Figured, now let’s-...wait what?
Assassin: Yeah, you’re a strong, capable, competent fighter, and there’s no way I’d stand a chance against you! I only fight weaklings like that guy who challenged me!
P. Meepel: ...this has to be a joke.
Assassin: No joke! Now I shall flee into the sunset!
*He runs off*
P. Meepel:...but you’re running east, the complete opp-...ah not worth it.
Solkzagyl: And with that, my job here is done!
P. Meepel: But you didn’t do anything…
Solkzagyl: Didn’t I!?
P. Meepel: No, you really didn’t…
Solkzagyl: And now, I shall go off, to find the OATHKEEPER that was stolen from us! Jenlyns, I leave the Sultansworn in your hands!
Jenlyns: Yes sir, oh great and mighty loyal warrior sir!
P. Meepel: So...I think I’m just going to take on the Garlean Empire if you don’t mind…
*sometime later, after Alphinaud has a major **** up and Ishgard has opened its doors and more of Meepel’s...selves...have spawned*
P. Meepel: So...Jenlyns...you wanted me?
Jenlyns: Yes, we have a whole bunch of new recruits and well..
P. Meepel: ...let me guess. They’re incompetent and you need someone, namely myself, to whip them into shape through example by being...well...competent?
Jenlyns: That’s one way to put it, yes.
P. Meepel: Ok, where are they?
Jenlyns: Camp Bluefog!
*at Camp Bluefog*
P. Meepel: Ok, much as I want to go around calling you guys “maggots’ and all that...I can’t bring myself to do that. Not the kind of person I am…
Recruit #1: But Miss Lardos, we can’t deal with this stuff here!
Recruit #2: Yes, how are we supposed to defend this spot!? I mean, it’s not like we have weapons or anything!
P. Meepel: ...ok, you see that large sharp object at your sides?
Recruit #3: Oh, you mean this oversized butter knife I used for my toast?
P. Meepel: ...that’s called a sword...it’s a weapon.
Recruit #4: IT ALL MAKES SENSE NOW!!!
P. Meepel: Now, go try practicing this on local wild life.
*Recruits practice and fail on some basic elementals*
Recruit #1: Ma’am, we can’t win! Can you demonstrate!?
P. Meepel: *sigh* Do I have to? Ok, but if you can’t do it after I demonstrate, there’s going to be consequences.
Wh. Meepel: Oooh! Can I deal with them ^_^?
P. Meepel: GODS NO! Not THAT kind of consequences. I simply meant I was going to force tough training and calisthenics on them.
Wh. Meepel: Awww, you’re no fun ;_;
P. Meepel: Anyway, let me show you how it’s done. You see that giant lizard over there?
Recruit #2: You mean that HUGE BASILISK THAT WILL KILL US ALL!?
P. Meepel: ...that’s supposed to be a routine...nevermind, just watch me.
*Meepel kills the basilisk effortlessly*
P. Meepel: Any questions?
Recruit #1: Wow! You’re so awesome, you could save all of Eorzea!
P. Meepel: Yeah, it’s not like I’ve done that or anything!
W. Meepel: You not being humble…
P. Meepel: Quiet you!
Papashan: Aha! Meepel! Found you!
P. Meepel: ...you were not there 5 minutes ago…
Papashan: Irrelevant! What’s important is Solkzagyl has been in contact with me and said he found The Oathkeeper!
P. Meepel: ...not sure what that has to do with me.
Papashan: Well, he asked for you! He’s in Falcon’s Nest, so head off that way.
P. Meepel: So...it just happens to be in the coldest part of the continent, hidden behind a giant wall of xenophobic jerks?
Papashan: Yes, yes it is!
P. Meepel: That...actually does explain why he couldn’t find it until now…
*At Falcon’s Nest in Western Coerthas*
P. Meepel: Ok, Solkzagyl, where did he go?
Generic Ishgardian: Ah, would you by any chance be looking for a Roeggadynn?
P. Meepel: Yes, yes I am! You wouldn’t happen to know where he is?
Generic Ishgardian: Of course not! I actually had no idea so I figured I’d take a wild guess!
P. Meepel: ...then why did you even bother approaching me?
Generic Ishgardian: Because I’m important!
Wh. Meepel: You are!? Yay ^_^
*5 minutes later, Generic Ishgardian is a corpse, impaled on a giant stone slab*
P. Meepel: ...I think you took things too far…
Wh. Meepel: He wasted our time, so he had it coming ^_^!
W. Meepel: White Mage have issues...
P. Meepel: So does anyone know what happened?
Generic Ishgardian #2: Oi, Lad-...
P. Meepel: No, we’re DONE with that nonsense!
Generic Ishgardian #2: ...I was going to call you “lady”, isn’t that what you are?
P. Meepel: ...oh, sorry, just...you know...bad memories…
Generic Ishgardian #2: In any event, there was a Roeggadynn here who was attacked by the bandits from DEATH’S EMBRACE, and looked almost like a Paladin! By the way, my name is Hundred Eyes!
P. Meepel: Aha! If it was Solkagyzl, he must have kicked thei-...
Hundred Eyes: ...and met an ill fate. We buried him over there…
P. Meepel: ...gods damn it…
*At the grave*
P. Meepel: Well crap, what do I do now?
Young Boy: HELP! I’M UNDER ATTACK BY BANDITS!
P. Meepel: ...that’ll do…
*one worthless fight later*
Young Boy: Hey! Are you Meepel?
P. Meepel: Please tell me you actually have some kind of meaningful follow up to that…
Young Boy: Oh! I’m Constaint, I’m a friend of Solkagyzl…
P. Meepel: ...fair enough…
Constaint: Yeah, see...he’s dead...
P. Meepel: I’m aware…so how do you know him?
Constaint: Well, see I begged him really really hard to make me a Paladin and eventually he agreed to make me his pupil! ...but now he’s dead…
P. Meepel: *sigh* Ok, fine, I’ll train you.
Constaint: But I didn’t even as-...
P. Meepel: Look, I could see where this was going, so let’s cut to the chase. You have a better idea where the Oathkeeper is than I do, and you need to be a Paladin to wield it. I personally don’t care about it myself granted…
Constaint: How!? It’s a mighty sword among swords with a magnificent glow!
P. Meepel: ...yeah about that…*points to Excalibur Zeta*
Constaint: ...show off…
P. Meepel: So let’s train you up and get that sword from the Monetarist’s back.
Constaint: Sweet! Let’s Train!
*Heavensward quest complete theme*
*At Falcon’s Nest*
P. Meepel: So...Constaint...quick question…
Constaint: Yeah?
P. Meepel: If you’re not a Paladin yet, how are you wearing those boots?
Constaint: Oh, well, when Solkagyzl died, I kind of took his stuff in hopes to get super powers and well...you know…
P. Meepel: ...you do realize it doesn’t work that way at all, right?
Constaint: Look, they keep my feet warm ok!? Besides, we need to find the other gear!
P. Meepel: So about being a Paladin…
Constaint: No time for that! We need to follow this trail of blood that will lead us to Solkagyzl’s assailants!
P. Meepel: ...I don’t think this kid understands what being a Paladin is at all…
*they find a Gallant Coronet in blood*
Constaint: This is his, NOOO!
P. Meepel: ...why are you reacting this way? We both knew he was dead already…
Constaint: In his honor, I WILL WEAR THIS CORONET!
P. Meepel: But...screw it, not worth it.
Standard Assailant: AHA! There’s the useless kid that evaded us! Let’s get him!
Constaint: With the power of these boots and this crown, I SHALL VANQUISH THE-...
P. Meepel: ...Circle of Scorn…
*all the assailants explode*
Constaint: ...criminals…
P. Meepel: You can thank me later. Let’s go back to Falcon’s Nest
*at Falcon’s Nest*
P. Meepel: Ok, you seem to have pent up aggression and it’s not just for Solkagyzl.
Constaint: Ok, they killed my parents, YOU HAPPY!?
P. Meepel: Whoa! I was just asking, sheesh.
Constaint: So I became a bandit...but want to repent, so I want to be a Paladin and getting the Oathkeeper will prove that!
P. Meepel: Yeah, good luck with that...I mean...uh, follow my lead and you may have a chance.
Constaint: So let’s follow the next lead! Clearly this missive I conveniently has will tell us exactly where to go!
P. Meepel: That seems awfully handy...why didn’t you bring it up before...also something doesn’t seem to fit here.
Constaint: Enough! We must go to this tree here and we shall find…
*at the tree*
Constaint: HIS PANTS!!
P. Meepel: ...we went all the way out here to get THAT!?
Constaint: But don’t you see? The more I wear of his stuff the-...
P. Meepel: ...you know? I could have made a very obvious joke, but that’s beneath me, so I’ll simply tell you to keep it to yourself. In any event, Riversmeet is nearby, let’s head there.
W. Meepel: It faster to teleport to Falcon Nest.
P. Meepel: It also costs more.
W. Meepel: It not a lot…
P. Meepel: Quiet!
*at Camp Riversmeet*
Jenlyns: Aha! Glorious Meepel! I have found you again at last!
P. Meepel: I didn’t know you were looking for me…
Jenlyns: And it seems you now have a Pupil!
P. Meepel: That’s...a generous term for him, I assure you!
Jenlyns: So where is my best buddy Solkagyzl! I revel in seeing him again! Why i remember like it was just yesterday that…
*goes off on another speech while Meepel occasionally nods to pretend she’s paying attention, actuallying wondering how to spend her Poetics*
Jenlyns: And thus, that was how I spent my birthday that year! So how is he?
P. Meepel: ...he’s dead…
Jenlyns: ...oh…
P. Meepel: Yeah, we’re kind of looking for the Oathkeeper so…
Jenlyns: Aha! I shall go find it! For it is I who is worthy!
P. Meepel: Uh, actually, Constaint and myself have this cov-
Jenlyns: OFF I GO!
*Jenlyns runs off in some arbitrary direction*
Constaint: What are the chances he’ll find it?
P. Meepel: ...practically zilch…
Constaint: So I have a crazy idea...let’s attack Death’s Embrace head on and maybe find the weapon that way! I mean, they have it and all!
P. Meepel: That’s...actually rather bold and ingenious…
Constaint: Yeah...GO GET ‘EM!
P. Meepel: ... I figured there was a catch…
*Complicated sequence of events involving help from Ul’dah and House Hailenatte later that let’s be honest is just a crap ton of filler*
Constaint: Hey look, I found Solkagyzl’s Gauntlets! I SHALL WEAR THEM AND BECOME CLOSER TO HIM!
P. Meepel: ...you know what? Because I’m exhausted from all this worthless crap, I’ll just let you have this moment.
Constaint: But something doesn’t make sense...how did DEATH’S EMBRACE have his gauntlets!? That makes no sense! I mean, he didn’t meet them until…
P. Meepel: ...he’s been playing us…
Constaint: No! That’s so unlike him! A Paladin would never deceive!
P. Meepel: Except for that one time that he deceived the entire Sultansworn into believing he was a traitor to expose a real traitor, that somehow led to them thinking I was the culprit despite being with them for all of like a week tops?
Constaint: No! I must have faith that he’s actually dead!
Generic Ishgardian #3: Oh by the way, are you Constaint?
Constaint: Yes?
Generic Ishgardian #3: Yeah...Hundred Eyes got attacked by a bunch of wolves and is on death’s door, you may want to go see him.
P. Meepel: Wait, that guy actually still exists?
*with Hundred Eyes*
Hundred Eyes: Well, I’m dead, farewell my friend! By the way, Solkagyzl…
P. Meepel: Is still alive, yes, I figured that out, just tell us where he is already?
Hundred Eyes: Fine. He’s over in the north part of Coertha.
Constaint: Thank you my friend! I shall be a true Paladin yet!
P. Meepel: ...seriously? That’s how you say good bye to a dying friend?
*at Lancegate in Coerthas*
P. Meepel: Ok, we’ve been standing here for a good hour waiting for him, and I’m freezing.
Constaint: Aha! But a Paladin must have conviction to handle the cold!
P. Meepel: And that’s why most of them live in the searing hot desert that is Thanalan…
Constaint: He will come, I tell you! Trust me!
Solkagyzl: Aha! You have passed my test!
P. Meepel: Whoa! Where did yo come from!?
Solkagyzl: I am mysterious in my ways!
P. Meepel: You know, with your knack for showing up out of nowhere unexpectedly, you sure Paladin was the right route to go?
Constaint: Sir! You’re alive, HOW!? Tell me you somehow were brought back to life and that this all wasn’t some crazy ruse!
Solkagyzl: Oh, well, you see, I FAKED MY DEATH to inspire young Constaint here to become a TRUE PALADIN!
Constaint: ...oh…
P. Meepel: Wait, I thought you were looking for the Oathkeeper?
Solkagyzl: No, I had already found it!
P. Meepel: THEN WHAT THE HELL WAS THE POINT OF EVERYTHING I JUST DID!?
Solkagyzl: You see, it wasn’t enough to just FIND it, we have to reactivate it, and only a new true Paladin can do it, so I needed to orchestrate the whole scenario.
P. Meepel: I’m sure there was a far easier, less deceptive way to go about that…
Solkagyzl: And now, for the final act to repower the sword. Constaint, you must DUEL MEEPEL USING THE MIGHTY OATHKEEPER, THE GREATEST OF PALADIN SWORDS!
P. Meepel: ...my Excalibur Zeta really begs to differ…
Constaint: No, LET’S GO MEEPEL! I WILL CHALLENGE YOU TO…
P. Meepel: ...Circle of Scorn…
*Constaint goes flying*
Solkagyzl: A brilliant match indeed, the Oathkeeper has been restored! Now my young apprentice…
P. Meepel: ...technically, he was mine...heck, you didn’t teach him crap, I taught him everything!
Solkagyzl: You have earned the Oathkeeper, now I must be off! Well done both of you!
P. Meepel: So...I kick your ass and you get the Oathkeeper…
W. Meepel: It make much sense like other things…
P. Meepel: You’re not wrong…
Constaint: Thank you for your help, Meepel. Now I shall be THE BEST FREE PALADIN I CAN BE! I WILL GO FORTH AND BRING LIGHT TO THE WORLD!!!
P. Meepel: Yeah, just don’t get your ass kicked by a basilisk. I mean, seriously? What kind of Paladin can’t fight basilisk yet employs themselves in Northern Thanalan?
*sometime later, after Meepel has fought an epic battle against the Knights of the Round, a giant dragon, and some sloppy opponent, Meepel decides to go back to the Sultansworn after being told Jenlyns wanted to see her*
Jenlyns: Ah! Meepel! My star pupil!
P. Meepel: I’m not sure you taught me anything…
Jenlyns: Nonsense! You are the greatest person to ever be part of us! Why I remember when we first met!
P. Meepel: Look, can we skip the reminiscing and get straight to the point? You said you wanted to see me.
Jenlyns: Ah, yes! I got an invitation for you! I have no idea what it’s for!
P. Meepel: ...so why don’t you just give it to me?
Jenlyns: Because, my dear pupil, it all started when this young man came up to me and…
*3 hours of nonsense later*
Jenlyns: And that, my dear Paladin, is how I got this letter! ...say where did she go?
Random Passerby: If you’re talking about the water melon haired Au Ra? She took the letter and ran far away with it.
Jenlyns: Oh she’ll be back, mark my words!
*with Meepel*
P. Meepel: So...let’s see what this letter says.
Letter: YOU HAVE BEEN INVITED TO THE UL CUP! JOIN OR SUFFER HUMILIATION OF KNOWING YOU HAVE REJECTED THIS FINE ORDER! IT WILL BE THE BATTLE OF THE CENTURY AND YOU WILL FOREVER BE DEEMED A CHICKEN IF YOU DON’TJOIN!
-Signed Nanamo Ul Namo
P. Meepel: Well crap, I kind of don’t have a choice now do I?
D. Meepel: Aha! Yes! A tournament of JUSTICE! NARY HAS THERE EVER BEEN A BETTER PLACE TO DISPLAY ONES SKILLS! Hark! Mighty Paladin! To battle we must go! FOR GLORY!
P. Meepel: ...yeah, sure, I accept...I guess...I mean, this WAS from the Sultana herself…wait, what’s this post script?
Letter: PS Please find capable warriors. I don’t know any others besides you. Thanks.
P. Meepel: ...gods damn it. Well, guess I might as well start in the Gladiator Guild.
*at Gladiator Guild*
Mylla: Ah! Meepel! Long time no see!
P. Meepel: Indeed. When last I saw you, I was practically a different person...heck, did I even count as a person then?
Mylla: Well, you certainly were quite the laddie!
P. Meepel: ...anyway, the UL CUP is starting again, and we kind of need participants besides well...me...and being this is the Gladiator Guild…
Mylla: Say no more! Clearly you should search the entirety of Ul’dah to find suitable warriors!
P. Meepel: ...but I came to you for advi-...
Mylla: GO LOOK FOR THEM YOURSELF! YOU HAVE MY BLESSING!
P. Meepel: …*sigh* Fine.
*after searching a bunch of random dudes and several saying yes or no, Meepel comes across a weird guy*
P. Meepel: You there, suspicious man, can you please join the tournament, we need one more!
Mysterious Man: …
P. Meepel: ...silence doesn’t answer me you realize…
Mysterious Man: Will there be...rewards?
P. Meepel: I...guess?
Mysterious: Ok, I’m in.
P. Meepel: Ok, good…
*Stormblood Quest theme complete theme kicks in*
Mylla: Ok, listen up everyone! Here’s the rules according to the Sultana!
P. Meepel: ...wait, why are you in charge? I thought Nanamo was running this!
Mylla: Quiet! I’M IN CHARGE NOW BECAUSE I’M THE GLADIATOR GUILD LEADER!
Bartholomew: More like the Gladiator Guild Tyranical Bi-*gets hit by a large shield* OW!
Mylla: PAY ATTENTION MAGGOTS! Now the way this works is you fight until you’re knocked out or dead, and if anyone goes for option #2, I will personally kill you myself and disqualify you...SO DON’T KILL ANYONE YOU HEAR!?
P. Meepel: Sure, sounds easy enough; I’m more of the “not dying” type than the “Kill the enemy dead” type after all.
W. Meepel: It better way to live.
P. Meepel: Agreed.
Wh. Meepel: I don’t ^_^
P. Meepel: YOU DON’T COUNT!
Bartholomew: Whatever, I’m the Bronze Bull, you’ll probably put me against some weakling that I will have no problems beating!
Mylla: ...congrats, Bart, you get to face the one and only WARRIOR OF LIGHT HERSELF…
P. Meepel: ...let’s just get this over with.
Bartholomew: THIS little weakling!? You expect me to think she can take me on!? Yar! I’ll crush her between my might fists and shields! I HAVE THE MIGHTY BRONZE BULL CHARGE! What are YOU going to do about that!?
P. Meepel: ...Shield Bash…
Bartholomew: Shield Bash?
P. Meepel: Shield Bash.
*Meepel Bashes shield into the face of Bartholomew*
Bartholomew: Ow! What the hell was that for!?
P. Meepel: We’re in a battle, last I checked I was trying to kick your ass and you’re suppose to be attempting the same on me?
Bartholomew: Oh, you think you’re funny!? WELL EAT TH-...
*Meepel Shield Bashes him again*
Bartholomew: Damn it, STOP THAT!
P. Meepel: Ok.
*Meepel uses Goring Blade and sends him flying*
Bartholomew: You hit me, that’s cheating!
P. Meepel: Ok, I promise I won’t hit you if you just say two words.
Bartholomew: And what’s that!?
P. Meepel: The word “surrender” preceded by “I”.
Bartholomew: I surrender?
Mylla: AND MEEPEL IS THE WINNER!
Bartholomew: HEY THAT’S NOT FAIR!
D. Meepel: Nonsense! All is fair in love, war, and TOURNAMENT FIGHTINGS if we don’t break the rules!
P. Meepel: ...she’s not wrong…
*Round 2*
P. Meepel: Ok, so I’m ready for this!
Mylla: No you aren’t!
P. Meepel: But...I totally am, what gives?
Mylla: This is a battle Royale, and you’re not in this!
P. Meepel: WHY NOT!?
Mylla: You got seeded.
P. Meepel: Oh, fair enough. So what should I…
Mylla: Watch! Because whoever wins this may be your next opponent.
P. Meepel: Please, why should I care who…
Constaint: MEEPEL! I HAVE RETURNED AND LOOK! I’M AN AWESOME PALADIN NOW!
P. Meepel: Oh...Constaint...when did you join the tournament?
Constaint: When you recruited me for it!
P. Meepel: Wait I did that? When did that happen?
Midgarsormr: During the montage that skipped you doing that.
P. Meepel: ...what’s a montage?
Constaint: I SHALL NOT LET YOU DOWN!
*Round 2 begins, Constaint defeats some jerk named Franz the Fair*
Constaint: Aha! I shall progress further...for all that I’m feeling exhausted from that fight…
Mylla: Yeah, and unfortunately, YOU STILL HAVE TO FIGHT ME!
Constaint: ...poop…
*Constaint gets eliminated*
Mylla: And soon, I shall be in the finals myself of this tournament I am controlling! Whose my last opponent?
Mysterious Guy: …
Mylla: Aha, the mysterious BLACK LOTUS!
Black Lotus: Yes, I guess I have to fight you?
Mylla: Yes, but don’t think I’ll go easy on...did I just get eliminated without even noticing?
Black Lotus: Yes.
P. Meepel: ...ok, I was watching that whole thing and I have no idea what just happened....he’s going to be my opponent isn’t he?
Black Lotus: Yes, Warrior of Light, we shall battle.
Mylla: Damn it, I was hoping to do this! But for now, we must take a rest.
*sometime later*
P. Meepel: So...the finals are about to happen eh?
Mylla: No, they aren’t.
P. Meepel: ...ok, why aren’t they happening?
Mylla: Your opponent quit.
P. Meepel: Oh, so I win by default, works for me!
Mylla: No! You must investigate! This guy really wanted to fight you and now doesn't. THAT DOESN’T MAKE SENSE!
P. Meepel: No, seriously, I’m fine with just getting the award by default…
Mylla: NO! THAT IS NOT IN YOUR GLADIATOR SPIRIT!
P. Meepel: ...but...I’ve been a Paladin for at least 2 years now...
Mylla: GET GOING OR YOU’RE BANNED FROM THE GLADIATOR’S GUILD!
P. Meepel: Fine, sheesh…
*After some searching, P. Meepel finds the Black Lotus*
Black Lotus: What do you want?
P. Meepel: I want to win the Tournament and while I’m fine with you surrendering, apparently no one else is. So…
Black Lotus: Look, I can’t fight ok?!
P. Meepel: And why not? Please don’t make me ask you multiple times in the same way…
Black Lotus: If I do, something bad will happen. That’s all you need to know, laddie!
P. Meepel: …that doesn’t really answer anything...except who you are, Aldis…
Aldis: You see, if I don’t-...wait, how did you know it was me, laddie?
P. Meepel: You called me laddie; only a handful of people do that, and you're the only one still alive who is unaccounted for.
Aldis: Oh well...ok then. Anyway, I was taking care of this kid, then suddenly these guys kidnapped him and said I had to give up the fight if I want to see him again.
P. Meepel: So...hostage situation. Got it. OK, I’ll rescue the kid and solve this entire problem, because we both know it’s just going to turn into that.
*one rescue attempt later that honestly there’s no point in going into depth about because they’re all the same*
P. Meepel: There, I’ve saved the kid, the guys have their asses kicked, we have proof that the matches were being fixed by a Lalafell.
Aldis: Ah, good job laddie!
Mylla: Wait, YOU were the Black Lotus the entire time?
P. Meepel: ...ok, when did you get here?
Mylla: I was always here!
P. Meepel: No, you really weren’t.
Mylla: It doesn’t matter, now we can have the finals! Only Aldis?
Aldis: Yeah?
Mylla: Go as the Black Lotus. Trust me, things will be a lot easier if they don’t know a guy banned from the Gladiator’s Guild is one of the competitors.
Aldis: Got it!
*at the Ul Cup*
Nanamo: Oh warriors, you two are the greatest of what Ul’dah has to offer! I have no bias in this fight…
P. Meepel: Oh bullshit. You know as well as I do you’re rooting for me, given you know me personally...heck, you’re even holding a Meepel flag...which I’m honestly surprised they sell…
Aldis: To be fair, you are a country wide celebrity, laddie…
P. Meepel: Touche...
Namamo: BIASES ASIDE, let us have an honorable match between the Warrior of Light and the Black Lotus.
*fight starts, but mid-way, Meepel knocks Aldis’ mask off revealing his identity*
Spectator #1: Oi, is that Aldis, the guy BANISHED FROM THE GLADIATOR GUILD?!
Spectator #2: Oi, it is! This is a sham!
Spectator #3: Quick! Everyone! Riot! That’s the only proper response here!
Aldis: Ok, look, I’m sorry, and if I have to forfeit the match to insure that won’t happen, then so be it.
P. Meepel: I’m fine with that...
Mylla: Hold on...yes, that is Aldis, the banned fighter...and what better way to end the tournament than between one of the greatest swordsmen of our time and the Warrior of Light? I say, let the fight continue! Are we going to let such petty things get in the way?
*The crowd suddenly goes wild*
P. Meepel: ...so...are you still going to…
Aldis: No.
Nanamo: The crowd has spoken, and besides, it’s been so long since those trangressions, I think we can finally remove the ban. LET THE FIGHT CONTINUE!
P. Meepel: Ok, fine, but under one condition…
Nanamo: Yes?
P. Meepel: Play music suitable for an epic final duel between us, and I will give it my all.
Nanamo: How’s Torn from the Heavens?
P. Meepel: That’ll do!
*one big awesome swordfight later, Meepel is victorious*
P. Meepel: God damn it, why did I agree to this?
Aldis: You won…
P. Meepel: Yeah, but...geez, I’m going to be sore in the morning, did you have to hit so hard?
Aldis: Ah, but laddie, it was an epic fight of all time! Of course I had to give it my all! I just wonder why you didn’t do use Hallowed Ground and Clemency to mitigate the damage!
P. Meepel: ...gods damn it…
Nanamo: And the winner of the Ul Cup is the Warrior of Light, Meepel! And with that, she can now learn the ability Passage of Arms!
P. Meepel: Oh, joy, that doesn’t sound very interesting.
Nanamo: Oh just try the skill out before you complain.
P. Meepel: Fine but I’m not expecting-*Huge giant wings of light and a big ass barrier appear in front of Meepel as she holds her shield up* ...ok, I won’t lie, that looks pretty awesome.
Nanamo: And with that, the Ul Cup is over!
Mylla: Well done Meepel, I knew you were destined for great things.
P. Meepel: ...sure, say this after I’ve already saved Eorzea more times than I can count…
Aldis: Oi, laddie, let me take you out for a drink, my treat!
Narrator: And with that, we conclude how Paladin came to be who she is.
P. Meepel: That...didn’t explain anything other than maybe my birth. All that happened was I wasted a lot of time helping some idiots with a sword, and some guy kept calling me “laddie” despite me being female. Did showing these events accomplish anything?
D. Meepel: Ah,but dear sister, the world now knows your heroic acts of JUSTICE AND HONOR! Truly you have left a mark on us all!