Damian, the Human Paladin (Oath of Devotion)

Damian was the most average adventurer alive; loving and supportive parents, no shitty backstory like everyone else he met at the tavern... he didn't even mean to choose this lifestyle. No, he became a paladin on accident, and he just kept at it because decided that it'd help pay the taxes enough for it to be worthwhile.

The day that he took his oath was like any other day for him. He was working errands around his city, saving up so that he could open up his own restaurant.

That day, he was tasked with cleaning up a grand temple, one that thousands of people went to every year. People were careless about their offerings, putting holy coins all over the floor, and so it was his job for today to clean all of them up.

As he first entered and looked up at the towering statue that watched over the building, he muttered to it that he would devote himself to his goal to open a restaurant for as long as he lived.

It just so happened that the God of that temple ruled over hospitality. As he finished his sentence, he felt... what he thought were the most intense goosebumps in his life.

Damian looked down at his hands wordlessly, wondering what the fuck just happened. He ignored it for the most part, however, and just went on with cleaning the temple.

That God came to him in his dreams that night. They started a grand speech about him being their holy paladin, which sent him reeling. All he did was just make a promise to himself! But oh well, apparently he had to help protect the world now.

Of course, Damian denied the job at first, but his new God told him that it'd pay him well. So, with that good news, he went off to start his quest of being the best damn protector there ever was... all for his future restaurant.