[b][u]Chapter one: A Road Of Troubles.[/u][/b]

[i]Jacob[/i]

Jacob groaned, he had spent most of the night awake at his desk filling out forms. As the sun rose he went down ordered the squires to load supplies and took delivery of his expedition funding, 10,000 gold pieces in all. After that he went down to see the chefs in the kitchen, picking up a piece of bread with butter he headed over passed out letters, between the heads of each branch Ylisse's military and the backing nobles, each one was personal from him. The next thing he did was go visit the Tacticians academy and pick up half a library's worth of books, candles, and parchment. He knew he would have to lead occasionally but he hoped to pawn the duty off to his sister, she could scare a regiment of knights in to being maids if she put her mind to it. After seeing his personal supplies put away and getting tents stashed in there little caravan, he set about a nap in the pegasus stable's it was warm and quiet, the pegasi themselves were friendly enough, so long as you left them each a apple, he learned his lesson after last time being bucked off the stables, they were two floors up and landing in there droppings only made it worse.

[i]Andres[/i]

Having awoken early at his desk, the old man had fallen asleep at it, the chair there was more comfortable than his bed, he sighed and stretched. He would know perform a morning ritual nearly forgotten by the Shepherd, a Frederick wake up call, maybe next he would bring back the Frederick fitness hour...  Grabbing a pot from shelf and a large metal, he put earplugs in and paraded down the hall beating on the pot. "WAKE UP YOU LAZY LOUTS! ANYONE NOT OUT OF BED IN THE NEXT FIVE MINUTES GETS CHARRED!" He chuckled repeating it as paraded up and down the Shepherds barracks, there was a reason the Shepherd were housed far away from the main building. A 5:00 AM wake up call would ruffle with the rest of the stuff but here in Shepherd well, no one really argued with a man who turn you to ash.

[i]Caroline[/i]

The princess was then a little angry when a loud crashing noise awoke her, storming out into the hall she turned and glared at Andres. He gave her a smirk, snickering at the pick pajama's that was the last straw, she walked right up to him and delivered a kick that when it connected sounded as if it broken bone. Then angry young women turned looking at the hobbling old man. "If you ever do that again, you dirty perverted old coot I. WILL. END. YOU." she turned heading back into her room to dress, then to order a large and wodnerful breakfast for the Shepherds and maybe poison Andres food, she hadn't decided yet.