Swords and armor line the wall of the grand armory. No rust is to be found on any of the weapons. The armorer's forge bellows smoke and fire, day and night, as the king's army is getting fitted out for it's next campaign.
Castle Armory, Inside Castle
squire
army
We are the king's personal army. We are an elite group separate from the main army. We train everyday to be the best we can be. We honor a strict code of chivalry that applies to peasant and royal alike.
Hey squire, fetch me the kings armor. Of course, Sir! Anything else I can get you? Hold this while i suit up. Oh, dear. It appears that armor is a bit snug. Have you been eating too much? Hey now, who taught you to be so rude? I mean no offense, Sir. I just want to make sure you will be comfortable. I am just joshing you. Lighten up sport. Good, I would be so upset had I offended you. We are all friends here squire. if you'd like i can hold off on the jokes. Do you need this chain mail? Yes, thank you. I am to fight someone today. For my honor. Ah, you will be in my prayers! However I know you are excellent in battle.