The assignment to protect the ship was one that was passed down by his father(one of the few good-hearted knights left in the old kingdom), and was one he eagerly accepted. He was to protect the passengers of the ship, see them safely to their destination and assist them in settling a new land. He approached his mission with optimistic enthusiasm, most of his time on the ship was spent doing his duties. For the most part he stayed near the captain, carrying out any orders given to him or completing any tasks he could assist with. The rest of his time was divided between patrolling the ship and seeing to his equine partner down below in the ship's hold.<br/><br/>He was a tall young man of 20 years old, standing a height of six feet and one inch while it seemed he weight about 200 pounds. His blonde hair was kept rather short. Even from under his armor and clothing, one could tell he possessed an athletic, muscular body. Chainmail was kept in impeccable condition, kept clean and well polished so that each chain link had a gleaming shine. The attention to detail and maintenance was true of all his equipment, especially his shield and weapons. While his pole-arm and lance were often kept down below, his longsword was kept sheathed at his left hip with his shield was slung over his back when not strapped to his arm.<br/><br/>He could not help the gaze from his brown eyes wandering to the honey haired young woman whenever he noticed her. He always tried to be discreet about it, never wanting the woman to feel uncomfortable around him. Anytime they passed each other, she was always met with a friendly greeting and warm smile. The kender on the other hand, he had chosen to keep his eye on, though he was still friendly with the little one. So when he heard the little one call out for introductions, he gladly offered his own. After all an occupied kender is a safe kender.<br/><br/>"I am Sir Weston Grant of the Order of the Shield, my best friend and partner is a horse"