Timestamp: About Midday 119th of Ashan
Location: Command Building, Sky Quarter.
Vincent sat patiently, staring at the door that the woman had disappeared behind bits ago. He had entered the Command Building of the Lightning Knights and sought an audience with an old acquaintance without an appointment scheduled. At first the woman who sat outside the office had tried to turn him away without trying to hear anything he had to say. Eventually he was able to convince her to at least enter the office with the information that he was outside and wanting to talk.
The bits passed one after another, and another. Eventually the door opened and a man glad in the armor of the Lightning Knights stepped out. He passed a cool look over Vincent before walking out the door that lead to the main hallway of the Command Building.
"He will see you now." The woman called to Vincent from the open door, a small frown of displeasure pulling down at the corners of her mouth. As Vincent stood and entered the room she closed the door behind him and proceed to stand next to the large wood desk that sat on the opposite side of the room.
"Like a bolt from the blue, he appears." Said the larger dark-skinned man that lounged in a chair behind the desk. His eyes studying Vincent above a grin that split his dark face. "To what do I owe the honor of this visit Vincent?" Vig'tyrn asked his eyes dancing in the light from the candles lit around the room.
"I appreciate you taking the time to meet with me, even for but a bit." Vincent began. "I wish I could say that this visit was simply to catch up and talk, but I'm afraid it's a bit more formal than that. I've come to ask about enlisting in the Lightning Knights." Vincent finished.
At that Vig'tryn's eyebrows rose slightly. "Oh, and why's that?" Vig'tyrn asked, leaning forward with his arms on his desk, and his chin on his fist.
"Rharne has become a new home for me, and there are things I want to protect here." Vincent answered in reply.
Vigs stared at Vincent for a moment before sighing and leaning back once again. "Unfortunately it's not so simple Vincent. You're too old to be a squire at this point. Though your deeds have proved you more than worthy to join us your past, or lack thereof makes you application a... tricky detail." Vig'tryn finished, turning his eyes to the ceiling in thought.
"Sir, if I may?" His assistant chime in.
Vigs eyes turned to the woman. "Speak freely Cyril." he responded.
Bending down the woman began whispering softly into Vig'tyrn's ear. As she did the small frown on his face slowly shifted until it had become a larger grin. "Aye, I think that will do." Vigs spoke as Cyril straightened and stepped away from him, the same level gaze on her face that had been there since Vincent had first met her at the desk.
Standing Vig'tyrn walked around the desk and stepped up to Vincent. "Vincent Gray. If you wish to join the Lightning Knights you will have to pass a trial of might, endurance and resolve. I, Vig'tyrn Urien, Commander of the Lightning Knight hereby challenge you with the Trial of Ten. If you pass, you will be accepted into the Lightning Knight as a full Knight with all the rights and privileges. To complete the trial, you will be exiled to the Dust Quarter, where you must win two tavern coins before the guards at the gate will allow you to enter the Earth. Then you must win three from the Earth, before moving on to the Glass. Win four in the Glass then you will be allowed to challenge the Sky. Where you will face off with a Knight for your final coin. Win all ten and pass the trial. Will you accept the task?" With that Vigs held out his hand to Vincent.
Vincent thought for little more than a trill before he grasped Vig'tyrn's hand. "I'll bring those ten coins back to you. Just watch."
Vigs' grin returned. "I can't wait." With that he turned to Cyril. "Send for two knights to escort Vincent to the dust. His trial starts now."
"Wait, now?" Vincent asked. At the look Vincent got, he understood, it was now or never. "Can I have a moment on my way out to stop by my residence and leave a note to be sure my affairs are taken care of?"
"That shouldn't be a problem." With that, Cyril left the room and Vincent was left alone with Vig'tyrn. "What changed your mind?" Vigs asked as he walked back behind his desk. "Last we spoke, you were set not to join a group like ours. Why now."
Vincent looked at Vigs and then glanced away. "It's probably the worst reason, but a woman. She loves this city, and showed me what makes it great. She's made it home for me, and I want to protect that home." Vincent answered.
Vigs frowned slight for a moment. "I hope that will be enough to steel you through this trial."
Shortly after there was a knock on the door, and Cyril entered with two other knights. After receiving their orders from Vig'tyrn, they left with Vincent leading the way back to his residence.
Location: Command Building, Sky Quarter.
Vincent sat patiently, staring at the door that the woman had disappeared behind bits ago. He had entered the Command Building of the Lightning Knights and sought an audience with an old acquaintance without an appointment scheduled. At first the woman who sat outside the office had tried to turn him away without trying to hear anything he had to say. Eventually he was able to convince her to at least enter the office with the information that he was outside and wanting to talk.
The bits passed one after another, and another. Eventually the door opened and a man glad in the armor of the Lightning Knights stepped out. He passed a cool look over Vincent before walking out the door that lead to the main hallway of the Command Building.
"He will see you now." The woman called to Vincent from the open door, a small frown of displeasure pulling down at the corners of her mouth. As Vincent stood and entered the room she closed the door behind him and proceed to stand next to the large wood desk that sat on the opposite side of the room.
"Like a bolt from the blue, he appears." Said the larger dark-skinned man that lounged in a chair behind the desk. His eyes studying Vincent above a grin that split his dark face. "To what do I owe the honor of this visit Vincent?" Vig'tyrn asked his eyes dancing in the light from the candles lit around the room.
"I appreciate you taking the time to meet with me, even for but a bit." Vincent began. "I wish I could say that this visit was simply to catch up and talk, but I'm afraid it's a bit more formal than that. I've come to ask about enlisting in the Lightning Knights." Vincent finished.
At that Vig'tryn's eyebrows rose slightly. "Oh, and why's that?" Vig'tyrn asked, leaning forward with his arms on his desk, and his chin on his fist.
"Rharne has become a new home for me, and there are things I want to protect here." Vincent answered in reply.
Vigs stared at Vincent for a moment before sighing and leaning back once again. "Unfortunately it's not so simple Vincent. You're too old to be a squire at this point. Though your deeds have proved you more than worthy to join us your past, or lack thereof makes you application a... tricky detail." Vig'tryn finished, turning his eyes to the ceiling in thought.
"Sir, if I may?" His assistant chime in.
Vigs eyes turned to the woman. "Speak freely Cyril." he responded.
Bending down the woman began whispering softly into Vig'tyrn's ear. As she did the small frown on his face slowly shifted until it had become a larger grin. "Aye, I think that will do." Vigs spoke as Cyril straightened and stepped away from him, the same level gaze on her face that had been there since Vincent had first met her at the desk.
Standing Vig'tyrn walked around the desk and stepped up to Vincent. "Vincent Gray. If you wish to join the Lightning Knights you will have to pass a trial of might, endurance and resolve. I, Vig'tyrn Urien, Commander of the Lightning Knight hereby challenge you with the Trial of Ten. If you pass, you will be accepted into the Lightning Knight as a full Knight with all the rights and privileges. To complete the trial, you will be exiled to the Dust Quarter, where you must win two tavern coins before the guards at the gate will allow you to enter the Earth. Then you must win three from the Earth, before moving on to the Glass. Win four in the Glass then you will be allowed to challenge the Sky. Where you will face off with a Knight for your final coin. Win all ten and pass the trial. Will you accept the task?" With that Vigs held out his hand to Vincent.
Vincent thought for little more than a trill before he grasped Vig'tyrn's hand. "I'll bring those ten coins back to you. Just watch."
Vigs' grin returned. "I can't wait." With that he turned to Cyril. "Send for two knights to escort Vincent to the dust. His trial starts now."
"Wait, now?" Vincent asked. At the look Vincent got, he understood, it was now or never. "Can I have a moment on my way out to stop by my residence and leave a note to be sure my affairs are taken care of?"
"That shouldn't be a problem." With that, Cyril left the room and Vincent was left alone with Vig'tyrn. "What changed your mind?" Vigs asked as he walked back behind his desk. "Last we spoke, you were set not to join a group like ours. Why now."
Vincent looked at Vigs and then glanced away. "It's probably the worst reason, but a woman. She loves this city, and showed me what makes it great. She's made it home for me, and I want to protect that home." Vincent answered.
Vigs frowned slight for a moment. "I hope that will be enough to steel you through this trial."
Shortly after there was a knock on the door, and Cyril entered with two other knights. After receiving their orders from Vig'tyrn, they left with Vincent leading the way back to his residence.