The fields were green and the air was fresh, at least outside of the stables. A young stable boy sat amongst the hay, a broadsword much heavier than he resting against the small tree stump beside him. With a small rag in his hand, he polished the blade until it gleamed with the intensity of the sun, as were the orders. 

A luxiourious smell soon entered the stable, destroying the smell of horse manure but the stable boy did not stop instead he carried on with his work as the Knight, whose orders the stable boy was following, stood in the main house stirring a large pot of his famous stew. Throwing in a few more potatoes and carrots Arthur tasted the stew to see if it was to his liking. Pieces of meat floated among the variety of vegetables bubbling slowly to perfection, a family recipe that was sure to put some hairs on your chest.

A young man with the symbol of the Order found himself outside the stables, smelling the delicious aroma he followed the scent to kitchen. Without knocking he entered the house causing Arthur to stare down at the man at the sudden intrusion. Upon seeing the symbol he wore, Arthur laddled out the stew placing it on the table beside the messenger. "What news have you, messenger?" Arthur asked.

The messanger took out his parchment, unrolling it he read aloud, "Esteemed knight of the order. I, Grand master Edward Lamillo beseech you (honor allowing) to drop whatever assignment or task you are currently working on. And make haste to war room where I will brief to you new urgent assignment of extreme importance."

"Then I must go at once, please eat, you must have journeyed far to seek the Knights," Arthur said to the messenger before making his way out towards the stable. "BOY!" he bellowed, "bring me my horse and my sword." The stable boy hurried out of the stable towing a white horse behind him. Taking the sheathed sword off the horse, the stable boy assissted Arthur in mounting the horse before handing him his broadsword. Arthur fixed the sword to his back and took the reigns of his horse, "Thank you George, take care of everything until I return and see to it the messenger is well," he told the stable boy. Snapping the reigns he set off to meet with the others at the Arcane Bastion in Silvercliff.

Arthur's horse galloped through the streets of Silvercliff, with the Arcane Bastion in sight they made a beeline towards it, ignoring the stares of wonder and amazement being a knight in the order brought. Reaching the Bastion, Arthur dismounted the horse and tied his red cape on over his sword, the hilt sticking out through the top. Leaving his horse in the hands of a servant Arthur made his way inside to meet with Grandmaster Edward.