Items add Extra damage against Demons owned to the chance for bonus damage.
A holy warrior woman led her companions in a great victory over a horde of demons, smiting dozens of them by her own hand. But her time in this world drew to a close at the apex of her triumph, and she fell beneath the weight of her injuries. The people she had saved with her valor built a magnificent sarcophagus to house her remains, one so elaborate that some whispered the woman herself -- who had shunned wealth and luxury -- would never have approved of it. This opinion was later proven true. For when demons attacked again many decades later, and a young paladin knelt in prayer before her tomb, her spirit appeared and told him to fashion a weapon from its metal.
"In joyous times, paladins are bright pillars standing watch and ward against any tendrils of darkness which may seek to infiltrate the land. We guard its people, that they may live their lives in peace and never learn about the terrors which exist beyond the peripheries of their lives. But when the shadows of war and horror loom over West Kruna, when it seems as if doom will smother all of creation, then the paladin must be a beacon of light in the blackness -- offering hope and salvation." -- Sir Guy the Orange
"Bohemond claimed that he was no great paladin. He told us that his victory over the demons came only because he received aid from a benevolent spirit. In his innocent humility he missed the truth -- that the spirit only visited him because of his courage and piety, and would not have come to a baser man. There is such a thing as fate. But there are also those who bring fate about by the strength of their characters and the worthiness of their souls." -- Sir Guy the Orange
"It isn't your place to declare yourself unworthy. I've born the mantle of the orange knight for longer than you've breathed the air of Tor'gyyl, and in all that time no one has ever had cause to question my judgments. If I deem you a fitting successor, a man who above all others deserves to take my station in the Order of the Seven, I pray that you will respect my decision. All that remains is for you to determine whether your heart leads you into our ranks, or if you believe it calls you elsewhere." -- Sir Guy the Orange
"Other warriors may be able to harden their hearts, to deaden their emotions lest the brutality of their lives breaks their spirits. But a paladin can never succumb to such temptations. We must be instruments of warmth and life as well as violence and death, able to heal or comfort even as we're ever ready to deal retribution to the wicked." -- Sir Guy the Orange
"A paladin's strength doesn't come solely from the might of his thews, the quality of his steel, or the weight of his hammer. It comes from his piety. Not just to the gods, though of course faith is a sword, shield, cup, and comfort of its own. 'Piety' comes from an ancient word, one which encapsulates our duty to our fellow men and women as well as to the divine immortals -- our kin, our friends, our brethren in arms, our nation. A paladin's duties and obligations are manifold, and must always be as close to him as the beat of his own heart." -- Sir Guy the Orange
"Stand your ground, even when others flee. Place your body between the evil and the innocent, and withstand the ordeal without flinching in body or spirit. In this way we protect the lives of those we're charged to defend. But moreover, we protect their souls. For they will always remember those who stood for them, who fought and sacrificed that they might be safe. And that memory will guard them against the sinister influences of the darkness." -- Sir Guy the Orange
"This ring was given to me on the day I joined the Order of the Seven, placed in my hand by the woman whose station I had assumed. In the gravest situations, during the most brutal battles, the feel of its metal on my finger gave me courage. It reminded me that I had to be worthy of her, my brethren, and all of our predecessors. Now I pass it on to you." -- Sir Guy the Orange
"Sar Bellany, my splendid predecessor, saved a herd of unicorns from dark mages who would have used their horns in a nefarious summoning ritual. Since that time the creatures have served as mounts for the order's orange knight. I confess that I once thought riding such an animal was unmanly, but my first unicorn's intelligence, bravery, and loyalty soon proved me a fool." -- Sir Guy the Orange