Andrew and Minos peer over the hill, large city gates made of wood and iron stands ahead.
"While you may be my savior Great Spirit, but please lay low with this cloak."
The 2 walk towards the checkpoint and reach the line of civilians and adventures waiting their turn. Carts move past them on the dirt trail as they go through a different entrance check. Minos holds his large dark cloak close to himself as they get closer to the front. A loud arguement breaks out in front of the line. A hooded man in simple attire gets pushed out of line by the guards.
"Get back, you damned freak. No way in hell would I let your kind in, half or not."
The guard stands above him, halberd in hand.
"What are they doing to that man?"
Minos carefully peaking through his cloak.
"Must be a hybrid found at the gate. Sometimes human or humanlike races commit tabboo and intermingle with another."
The guard kicks the man in the stern. He topples over and reveals gills sticking out of his neck.
"How curious. So do humans hate all other races or just the hybrids?"
"Mainly just hybrids, I dont pay it too much mind, but others believe in purity above all else."
"Well is there a way you may aid him? or atleast get the guards off his back?"
Andrew searches into his bag amd pulls out a small card. It has an insignia on it, something like a prong. Must be this world's view of a cross Minos thought.
"Stay here great spirit, I will deal with what you despise."
Andrew walks to the men in a stern walk.
The guards turn to him
"Hey you! Back to the line or you'll get a beating too."
Andrew flashes his card to the men.
"I don't believe I will, you on the other hand."
The men's anger swiftly turn horror. Falling to their knees they begin to beg at Andrew feet.
"Saint Paladin Andrew, please, forgive our rudeness. We did not mean to impart such a harsh tone to an esteemed member of the holy knights in such a way."
The line of people gasp in awe.
Minos acknowledges the gasping crowd and walks towards andrew.
"Quite the reputation."
Andrew puts his card back in his bag.
"It's the job's reputation, not mine. Most paladins are revered as the dogs of the church. Although most of my accomplishments are private."
Minos holds his chin and thinks back to the human history he's from. In the old times people were much more zealous, especially during medieval times.
"I see, well since we've caught their attention, raise their heads and heed to let us in."
Andrew knods and faces the soldiers groveling on the ground.
"Please stand up, I ask only that you stay your hand from that man, and give us passage."
1 soldier looks up from the ground.
"I'm assuming the man with you must be a greater priest?"
"uhh, yes, I do in fact bring a greater priest with me."
Andrew looks at Minos then back to the men.
"and uhhh... why did I bring the greater priest?"
"Surely you jest, the holy knights have already begun moving into our sewers."
