Snippet #2433016

He had seen the signs. All around the marketplace, there had been signs asking for people who were brave enough to bring a hawkling to the king. He wasn't in it for the money or land that was said to the be the reward. He simply wanted a challenge, something to add to his reputation.

Lantis was on the job.

He walked up the castle steps, glaring at any guard who eyed his spear, which was strapped to his back at the moment. They had heard the stories, they knew how valuble his spear was. He had killed some of lands strongest bandits with it, that alone had it worth a lot. The guards at the top stopped him, but all they needed to see was his spear, they knew what he was here for.

They also knew that he wouldn't lay a hand on the king. He was too loyal to his land. After asking them directions to the throne room he walked off.

He entered the throne room and approached the king. Stopping at the foot of the steps leading to the throne and bowed at the waist. "My name is Lantis Stormrider, your grace. I am here to bring you a hawkling." Curiously he eyed a brown haired boy sitting on some cushions, wondering who he was. He'd have to ask in a minute, but for now he stayed bowed, waiting for the king's permission to rise.