[center][h2][color=DarkOrange][b]Maize Bensen[/b][/color][/h2]
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[indent][color=DarkOrange][b]"That would be [i]Sir[/i] Maize to you."[/b][/color]

[color=DarkOrange][b]Maize Bensen[/b][/color] [color=Silver]had opted to travel somewhat lightly for the assignment under the recommendation of the king. Donning only a few pieces of his plate mail and a gambeson underneath, he felt that his shield was the only necessary component of protection that he needed against a measly army of pirates. Though, the knight had learned early on that it was not a problem to prepare for the unexpected. His shield rested on his back, the scabbard to his blade attached to the left side of his belt. His crimson cape fluttered along his shield arm, concealing his throwing axe.

Patting the gauntlet down hard against the top of the squire's head, Maize surveyed each of the members of their group, finding it strange that there were more outsiders and many more children than he would have liked.[/color] [color=DarkOrange][b]"What is this, Erigan?"[/b][/color] [color=Silver]he thought, stepping towards the center of the dining table. A hand raised to cup his chin, thinking momentarily as he cleared his throat.[/color]

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[color=DarkOrange][b]"Morning, all,"[/b][/color] [color=Silver]the knight silenced the wandering conversations in an authoritative tone, crossing his arms.[/color] [color=DarkOrange][b]"My name is Sir Maize Bensen, but call me Maize."[/b][/color]

[color=DarkOrange][b]"I suppose that you're all here under the selection of His Majesty. I've been given the responsibility of managing and leading this mission."[/b][/color]

[color=Silver]There were more faces unrecognized than those that Maize knew of. Whether or not the prince knew about the knight, he had been present for the most of the boy's life from the moment that Eli Estali had been born into the world. Maize had never taken on any squires since his knighthood just over a decade before, and the son of Camellia Protego would be his first. Rhea was one who came under his own personal recommendation, although she would have volunteered, regardless of his word. Jauna Karystane was not exactly the fondest of sights for the knight to behold; her father had been his enemy during the pointless war fifteen years ago, and her choice of attire was more than enough for Maize to know that he would have to babysit the lot of them.[/color]

[color=DarkOrange][b]"We must be on our way now if we wish to arrive at Port Sesta on time,"[/b][/color] [color=Silver]Maize turned from the table, starting towards the palace gates with a sigh. Having eaten at an earlier hour, he did not intend on setting their course behind simply because they chose to have breakfast at the time they were supposed to leave.[/color] [color=DarkOrange][b]"Start wrapping it up, and come to the gates. We've horses prepared for our journey."[/b][/color][/indent]