"That might be best." Alicio blinked and then noticed that Garrett was blind. Walking over to him, he waved his hand in front of his face, everything coming to him rather quickly. "Wow, you're blind." Shaking his head, he turned around and then started walking towards the exit. "If we leave now we could make it before nightfall, what do you two think?"
Feb 6th 2019 23:00
"I'm coming to, Lancelot was the knight I was looking for. I have something important I need to tell him." Alicio looked at the squire's sword, taking it and putting it on his belt. "I might not look like it, but I can hold my own in a fight." Alicio was ready for almost anything, but he knew very little of the knightly world, and the dark forces that inhabit it.
Feb 6th 2019 22:52
"I see, thank you." Alicio looked around and then stopped when he heard someone yelling from the castle's gate. Running over to the screaming man, Alicio carried him into the court yard. "Sir, what is wrong?"
"Green....green giant." The man murmured in shock as he looked to the sky. He wore the symbol of Lancelot on his chest, showing him as the legendary knight's squire.
"Sir, what happened to Lancelot?" Alicio carried the man over to a horse trough, grabbing a handful of water and splashed it into his face. "Speak to me."
"Gone, green flames, gone." The squire spoke his last words before passing out, breathing heavily from exhaustion.
"Green flames?" Alicio stood up and paced back and forth, trying to think of what was the meaning of this. There was only one person who could help answer this, and he only showed himself when he wanted to appear, Merlin.
Feb 2nd 2019 23:20
Alicio stepped through the large gates of Camelot, the sound of swords ringing against one another filled the courtyard. Alicio was a handsome looking man with shoulder length raven black hair, eyes as clear as the most beautiful lake, and skin as flawless as the sky. He wore a leather vest over a white shirt, his pants were common cloth pants, and his shoes were those of a commoner, contrasting his rather princely look. Walking through the courtyard, he wondered if he would find him here, the man he was supposed to call father. Merlin advised him to seek him out, and from there his destiny would unfold.
Stopping at the training yard, he looked at the knights who were training, their squiers watching them practice while they polished and tended to their other items. Going over to a random knight, he placed a hand on his shoulder. "Forgive me good sir, I am looking for a knight. A Sir Lancelot Du Lac, do you know him?"
Feb 2nd 2019 23:05