<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 200%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #0000FF">Earl Seaward, the Archivist Assistant</span></span></div><br/><br/>The young man gently lifts his hand from his fathers shoulder as he feels a hand placed upon his own head, listening to the wisdom Harold shared regarding the royal class. Though the assistant had only lived among the king and his council, Earl could testify that what was said to be true. It was a trait that the higher class seemed to universally share throughout various kindoms; they seemed to hold themselves distant during interactions with others, almost as if their positions of power do not allow them to get emotionally invested due to protecting themselves. When he was younger Earl had been confused by that sort of thing, it took him a while to understand the necessity for such a way of living. These days, he passes it off as nothing unusual. Except the current situation did not allow the young apprentice to just pass it off this time, the thought of some dark force hiding inside the kingdom having him on edge, even with the words of his father filling his mind. It was another truth that was spoken by Harold regarding the Archmage, a strange thing for him to just vanish without the formalities of announcing one's departure, even among the distant royals this was a strange thing.<br/><br/>The thought was interrupted with the inquiry of where to find the king, which caused the young man to map out the castle areas. It took him a few seconds to think about where King Allistair would be, thinking about the daily activites of his highness, and was almost certain he knew where to find him as well as the General. It was almost always immediately after a meal, especially breakfast, that a warrior tends to look to hone their skills, using the energy gifted from the food to get the most out of their training. This was something the young swordsman figured out early in his life, even before taking up the broadsword in his quest for revenge. Of course it was common sense but it took a warriors spirit to dedicate oneself to taking every chance possible to become a stronger fighter.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0000FF">"Perhaps we can find our beloved King and General practicing their fighting skills,"</span>he confidently suggested to the Archivist just before the sound of an unfamiliar voice broke the tension that had been building up all morning.<br/><br/>Taken aback by the sudden, unexpected, interruption, the assistant had to turn around in order to take in the figure of a man he had never seen before, wondering where he could have come from and how he was allowed access into the castle. The wonder was washed away when he announced himself as the brother of Harold, who had spoken a few times of the man who has the reputation of captivating men and women.