ACR of Deerfenland
Oclusia
- TNP Nation
- Deerfenland
Kartier - 1235 A.D.
The boy opened his eyes inside his small hut. The smell of the air from outside lingered inside the house. His village was really beautiful this time of year. Today was the day that the knights in their shining armour would be marching through the Kartierese villages. In the village square, children were gathered in a circle for the start of their day school. The boy rose to his feet in a pure look of exhaustion on his face. He had stayed up all night trying to make sure that his little sister's lunch was packed for school. He rose out of his small bed and went out the opening of the hut and on his way to the schoolhouse.
On the way to the schoolhouse, he heard the birds singing in the village. Dogs fought on the side of the road and kids were playing in the middle of the village. He saw numerous people on their way to schoolhouse as well, but he didn't say anything. When he had reached the schoolhouse, knights were patrolling the small building. The boy shook their hands and he went in. The knights wore their armour with pride, but the boy thought that it would be hot in it.
The knights were on their horses and they came to recruit students for the army. When everyone was in the classroom, the knight went to the front of the small room with wooden tables and spoke. "Hello Thither students. His majesty Hath called thy Hither to recruit for the army to fight the evil that Wilt come to our great and glorious land of Kartier. Thou need to write to the landlord and he Wilt send his majesty the letter. Next sunday is the twelfth of the month. Write at once or Thou may forget it," he said as he raised the flag up and left the building. Rolandus was intrigued already. He had always wanted to fight for his majesty, and now he was given the chance.
The teacher came to the front of the room. "Open Thy bibles to Isaiah 43:2, and we Wilt recite it before heading off to the church," he said. All of the students turned the pages. The boy envisioned himself in the knight's armour. He was intrigued about everything even though they were in the middle of a religious study. He thought about the tribes in the south and he started to think of plans of how to lead his army to combat. Then, the teacher brought him down to earth. "Get up from thy knees, we art headed to the Varenney Catholic Church," he said. Rolandus got up and had his Bible with him. "God Wilt lead me to victory," he said.
The boy opened his eyes inside his small hut. The smell of the air from outside lingered inside the house. His village was really beautiful this time of year. Today was the day that the knights in their shining armour would be marching through the Kartierese villages. In the village square, children were gathered in a circle for the start of their day school. The boy rose to his feet in a pure look of exhaustion on his face. He had stayed up all night trying to make sure that his little sister's lunch was packed for school. He rose out of his small bed and went out the opening of the hut and on his way to the schoolhouse.
On the way to the schoolhouse, he heard the birds singing in the village. Dogs fought on the side of the road and kids were playing in the middle of the village. He saw numerous people on their way to schoolhouse as well, but he didn't say anything. When he had reached the schoolhouse, knights were patrolling the small building. The boy shook their hands and he went in. The knights wore their armour with pride, but the boy thought that it would be hot in it.
The knights were on their horses and they came to recruit students for the army. When everyone was in the classroom, the knight went to the front of the small room with wooden tables and spoke. "Hello Thither students. His majesty Hath called thy Hither to recruit for the army to fight the evil that Wilt come to our great and glorious land of Kartier. Thou need to write to the landlord and he Wilt send his majesty the letter. Next sunday is the twelfth of the month. Write at once or Thou may forget it," he said as he raised the flag up and left the building. Rolandus was intrigued already. He had always wanted to fight for his majesty, and now he was given the chance.
The teacher came to the front of the room. "Open Thy bibles to Isaiah 43:2, and we Wilt recite it before heading off to the church," he said. All of the students turned the pages. The boy envisioned himself in the knight's armour. He was intrigued about everything even though they were in the middle of a religious study. He thought about the tribes in the south and he started to think of plans of how to lead his army to combat. Then, the teacher brought him down to earth. "Get up from thy knees, we art headed to the Varenney Catholic Church," he said. Rolandus got up and had his Bible with him. "God Wilt lead me to victory," he said.