1st of Saun, arc 716.
The Sun hadn't risen completely, and Aeon was already training. His brain wasn't really awake, but with his muscle memory, he exercised the same way he did any other morning. Before he went to the training grounds, he ran around around the streets for half a break, and stretched out. Then, on the training grounds, he was still holding onto the thought that there was no need to practice with a bow, or shield, just yet. Not until he was good enough with a Longsword, he told himself. Like any other day, he took his time to sharpen Talon in between some exercises. This was his routine for some time, and yet he never quite liked it. He did it, because it was the most effective, but he never liked it. Aeon never understood the need to wait until the rank of sergeant to begin training with a Volareon, it never made sense to him, but after he had asked and been rejected about it by his superiors, he stopped bringing it up in conversations, and he kept it to his mind. In fact, he kept it so deep in his mind, that when he thought about it, the real world seemed to disappear, and everything he was doing would go on into his subconsciousness. And just like that, another person had approached him, while he kept endlessly practicing random stances. It took Aeon a few moments to realize that the man was speaking to him, and as he popped his thought bubble, he replied.
"Uhh, I'm sorry, you were saying?", Aeon put his sword down, as he wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked at the man with long dark hair, who looked old for a squire. Aeon wondered if he could've been a sergeant, or even major, and if yes, why would he be approaching a squire. His mind was filled with many thoughts, but the ones that were dominant were suggesting he was doing something badly.
"Indeed I was.." the man replied, with a calm tone of voice, and an honest smile, he seemed like a good person, or he was an even better actor. "Considering you only seem to be wasting time here, I was wondering if you could do an errand for me?", Aeon wasn't expecting something like this, and the first part of the man's sentence really shocked him. He wondered how the man knew he wasn't paying attention to training, and even more, what this errand could be. He didn't even know what to think of the man, considering he wasn't wearing any armor, only a long black coat, but he did have a sword, attached to him, and a finely crafted one at that. If he was to follow the man's instructions, it could turn out that he wasn't even in the Iron Hand, and that he made Aeon leave his training, but if he didn't, and the man turned out to be a high ranked officer in the military, then Aeon would most likely be in trouble.
"Alright, what errand do you want me to do, I mean I shouldn't leave the training grounds in the middle of my training without a good reason, sir.", he definitely had no clue how to address the man, considering he didn't know his status or rank, nor his name. Aeon still, with all of that lack of information, decided to do the task the man asked of him, because his instincts told him to trust him. And even if they hadn't, he most likely would have listened to the man anyway.
"Oh, look at me, I'm growing old, I even forgot to introduce myself. I’m Ryqos, the colonel of the Skyriders, and you are?” without giving Aeon a chance to asnwer the question, Ryqos cleared the dust from his coat’s sleeve, looked towards the rising Sun and kept talking. ”I’d like you to return this to a certain man at Ye Old Inn.”, he said, while tossing a golden coin towards Aeon. He reacted fast enough to just barely catch the coin before it fell to the ground. Aeon didn’t know what to think of this, why would a colonel be asking him to return a gold nel to some individual at an Inn.
“I.. I’m Aeon, an airman, sir.”Aeon managed to mumble after catching the coin. “Of course, sir, what man would I be looking for?”, he continued, because it would be desobidience to not follow an order from a higher ranking officer, even if the order was so ridiculous. Aeon had been to the Inn on multiple occassions, never really staying for long, but he knew what kind of people hung out there most of the time.
“Well, that is rather clear, ain’t it?” the colonel laughed, and kept looking at the Sun, as if he was expecting something to come from that direction, and resumed: “Not a man, young squire, a woman, you’ll surely recognise her there. And may I suggest not wearing your army tunic? There are people in the streets who aren’t so fond of our organisation.” Aeon didn’t know how to reply to this, so he just nodded, took his sword and left. While walking, he took the army tunic off, and was left in a plain white shirt, along with leather pants he had on previously. He had no clue what person he was looking for, and what was the coin for, but he was going to complete this unimportant mission, even if it costed him his life. That’s what knights do, right?