http://liquidology.deviantart.com/art/Paladin-Concept-96355105 (http://liquidology.deviantart.com/art/Paladin-Concept-96355105)<br/><br/>Octus Proctus had arrived at the town of Rockcreek a few days ago and although had engaging business elsewhere, he couldn't find himself leaving the place just yet. He had tried to leave but then came back a few hours later, the urge that he had something of much greater import there bringing him back, and so he would spend each day at the tavern waiting but for what even he didn't know. But wait he did, sitting by the fireplace the whole day, his blade leaning against the table as he sipped from the only drink he would order and watched the door. None really questioned why he was there, his glare and armor discouraging all from approaching him, as he sat there unmoving.<br/><br/>His hands laced together, Octus sighed. It looked like it would be another boring night and what he was waiting for wouldn't be showing up this time, like all the other nights before. "Lord, what is it that you have me waiting on? I could be doing your work right now if it wasn't for this nagging feeling you keep giving me, like if I left something bad was going to happen and the feeling of dread that fills me." Sighing once more he took a sip from his glass, wondering how much longer he would have to wait before he was finally able to meet whatever it was he was waiting for.<em>It better be worth it too,</em>he thought to himself after all this were many better things he could have been doing than waiting at a tavern every night.<br/><br/>((Hope this is good enough for you. If anything needs changed I won't have a single problem in changing it.))