Juicyslayer was helping with preparations for the holiday festival in San d'Oria. He was putting decorations throughout the church murmuring, "If a paladin didn't have to use Divine Magic I wouldn't be here. I'd be out playing Ballista." Arrwen stopped hanging the autumn harvest banners and looked over to address Juicyslayer, "Aw come now Juicy, decorating is fun and it shows that the church is active in the city festival." An old Priest overheard the complaints and shouted, "Never mind that worthless excuse for a paladin Lady Arrwen. These young paladins have no respect! To enter the gates of heaven one must be humble. You are a representative of our God." Juicyslayer smirked and replied, "Why can't God put up the decorations?" This angered the priest, "By Altana boy! How did you ever become a paladin? You will go into Jugner Forest and collect more decorations while meditating on your life." Juicy left murmuring under his breath, "I'll get your stupid decorations."

Juicy grabbed a chocobo and road it down to Jugner Forest. The forest was ever dark and Juicy could smell orcs nearby. Juicy petted his chcobo's green feathers and tried to comfort him, "Come on Wind Dancer. It's just a little further. No orc would attack us. I'm way too powerful for the clans around here." An eerie feeling came over Juicy as he felt a cold wind shivered up his spine. He looked at Wind Dancer, "We have traveled deep into the forest; almost to Davio, so maybe we should turn back." At that moment whipping through the air was three arrows. Thump, thump, thump as they impacted. Juicy was thrown off his mount. Hitting the ground he tumbled to a stop. "Dirty orc scum" he yelled, "Let's get them Wind Dancer!" But when Juicy looked back, Wind Dancer just lay there still, silenced on the ground bleeding from the arrows. Tears came to Juicy's eyes, "No! I raised you from a little chick!" The sadness quickly turned into rage.

Looking around Juicy saw nothing. There was only silence. He went over to Wind Dancer's corpse to grab his sword from the harness. He drew his sword from the saddle and noticed something about the arrows that killed his pet, "These aren't even orcish arrows. I've never seen these markings." Nightfall was setting in and a midst rolled through the forest. Juicy noticed that these arrows were crafted as such, that a bow master better than he must have fired them. BLAM!!! An arrow shot into Juicy's shoulder plate! Blood Started squirting all over his armor, "Why can't I see you?" Another arrow hit Juicy in the chest plate. Juicy shouted as he activated his temporary invincibility aura, "By Altana I will have vengeance!" The holy aura surrounded Juicy. Another arrow flew towards him but bounced off as if it were the wind.

Then a cackling laugh crept from the dark forest followed by these words, "A simple parlor trick from the weak paladin. I've killed your type before. I have but to wait a few moments for the shielding to fade. Soon you'll be dead and remembered only by just another notch in my bow. The ending is the only part of the battle that matters."

Juicy knew that his aura wouldn't last long, and that a few more arrows would finish him. Thinking back to all of his training as a squire, he was trying to remember everything he had learned about invisibility tricks. Thinking to himself, "I can't kill what I can't see. If I can't find this bastard, I'm as dead as Wind Dancer over there."

Looking at the arrow lodged in his chest plate Juicy was amazed by the size and the width of the lumber in it, "You must be close you filth! An arrow like that can't be shot from long range and still be accurate." Juicy figured the culprit had to be within twenty feet, "I'll wager given your apparent ability and you arrogance that you are within ten feet." Juicy could feel the invincibility aura fading. He reached down, grabbed Wind Dancer's head and lobbed it off with his sword! Juicy spun 360 degrees, spraying blood from the dead chocobo's head all over the place. Juicy dropped the head and peered around. Standing ten feet away he could see the bloody invisible outline of dark knight amour. As Juicy's invincible aura faded away he told the figure standing before him, "I'd tell you to say hi to Wind Dancer but I'm sure you aren't going to the same place." Juicy took his sword and flung it at the dark knight form. The sword lunged into its neck and blood gushed out of thin air. A gurgling "noooooooooo" could be heard as the dark knight became visible and collapsed on the ground.

Back in San d'Oria the old priest was getting ready for bed when he heard the church doors swing open, "Who goes there?" A head in a dark knight helm rolled into the sanctuary, "It is I, Juicyslayer. I just wanted to give you your decoration." The priest saw this desecration and said, "You know nothing of religion." Juicy replied, "Kneel before your God and you'll stand above everyone else."