Walking Alone: Chapter 1 This is not a tale for the weak-hearted. This is a tale of misery and sorrow, of bravery and goodness, a tale of deceit, and a tale of perseverance. This is the story of a lone paladin and his struggles in the vast realm of Elstroy to be the holy warrior his god chose him to be. This is the story of Sir Belstavor Velundin. My story... I was born into nobility, to a duke and duchess. I was raised to be like them, a politician. I was given speech and debate lessons all throughout my childhood and adolescence. I learned to argue on the fly. I was a master debater. I could give grand speeches that could stir crowds. I could manipulate audiences to feel however I wanted them to. But, no matter how well I did, I still felt empty inside. It was never enough for me. I wanted to do more with my life than just sit in an office and do nothing to help the people. I wanted to fight. I wanted to fight for all that is good, and serve Toristo in the best way I could.