Atticus rode on his brown mount, Roscoe, with his deep black cloak blowing gently in the wind. His hood and mask was up, shielding his face to the cold sting of the wind. The sun had been rising as he approached the gate to Raven's Peak. The guard stopped him for a bit, but after some conversing, the charm of Atticus pulled through and was allowed entrance. 

When he rode up to the fort, he was somewhat surprised at how easy it was for him to enter. There didn't seem to be a guard and he tied Roscoe up to a post as he ventured into the fort. Sound came from the dining hall and he guessed that that's where he was supposed to be. When he entered, his hood and mask came down while his brown eyes scanned the room. Taking in the scene, he'd heard someone referred to as "Captain."

[i]That's who I want.[/i]

His robes reaching the floor, Atticus walked to the Captain and waited for him to see him. Once he'd seemed to have the Captain's attention, Atticus introduced himself with a slight head bow. 

"Hello. I'm Atticus Euronsfyr. I have reason to join the Order and you have a reason to recruit me. I'd appreciate if I were to be considered."

He waited for a response while maintaining a polite smile and eye contact.