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It had been a tiring wait for the other knights in service to the realm to arrive in Camelot.

Sir Ignatius had been pressed up against a stone wall as he looked over each newly arriving knight that had been called in some time ago by the Knight-Regent. Ignatius had been the first, but then again he had been in Camelot since the day Lancelot sent out lesser knights and lowborn servants to get the word out to all manners of men and women who had served the realm faithfully; thus it was no surprise he had been prepared and ready for the arrivals himself. There was also the fact he was overeager to learn why Lancelot had called so many and so abruptly— perhaps it was the Roman in him but he could feel a familiar ache in his bones that reminded him of a ill feeling. But then again, he could’ve just been anxious or paranoid. But Arthur had told him to trust his feelings in the past and it was not a fact he was going to ignore now.

[color=a36209][i]We are all so gregarious today, it appears.[/i][/color]

His lips grew a warmer grin as he looked over the first of the arrivals, though he was sure that many more were upon their way. But it was known that today would be the gathering of all of the knights and warriors that were sent for so this would not be wasted time sitting at the base of the Great Keep. The knight of latin origin crossed his arms as he looked over each individual as they arrived giving a slight nod as he stood quiet with ears open; if they addressed him, he would speak but if not he would remain contemplative and introspective. 

The thought did bring to mind one fact however— how many of the knights hailed did he know personally or simply just had heard of? How many would be men or women he shared conflict with or had a worthwhile knowledge or relationship with and how many would just be mentions that were nothing more than whispers to his person? He mentally shrugged the curiosity off as he went back to his idle actions.