The light. It consumes my body in all of its power and through me it channels its will. Its wishes are fulfilled and I serve my purpose as a servant of Tyr, a warrior of justice. At least, that's what I'm supposed to say, right?
Paladins are supposed to be the shining image of all that is good and true. They're supposed to be noble, self-sacrificing, honorable, and generous, not to mention know how to put some big holes in beings vile enough to not know how or when to change their evil ways. I should be a paladin, or rather I am. I completed basic training in Neverwinter Nights 2, hours on end doing combat exercises, studying scripture, learning every law of nearly every society within five hundred kilometers… yet how can I act as a Paladin — a holy knight, in a town with no evil. West Harbor is a town where not only do no evil deeds occur, in fact nothing ever happens, period.