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Zenshin Ferros


Zenshin was still in a trance, it felt as though everything had been moving so fast for him. First making the knights, then being placed in the princes squad, then meeting the prince itself. Now he is making his way through the eastern barracks, taking in the nice scenery of what would be his new home. Speaking of home he would have to send his parents a letter letting them know that he managed to join the ranks. They’d definitely be surprised, perhaps even relieved that their son managed to do something worthwhile.

Nahhhh

They most likely would just be waiting for the inevitable to happen, such as Zen getting kicked out of the knights and awaiting his return home. The boy sighed before slapping his cheeks together. He looked towards his fellow squad mates before clenching his fists in reassurance.

I can’t afford to get kicked out, not only for my own sales but Prince Rosseweine, Vice Captain Nathaniel, and Vice captain Kai’s legacy . If I don’t become a full fledged knight I’ll leave a mark on his legacy. They’ll seem unfit to lead!

While Zen was locked inside his head he hadn’t realized he made it up to the front of the line. The boy managed to zone back in as he received his key but he missed which number he was in. Zen nervously scratched the back of his head, “Hehe…excuse me? Would you be so kind to say that again?” the man seemed incredibly annoyed as all he did send a bone chilling glare followed boy a feral growl at the boy. Startled, Zenshin backed off ”Nevermind, it’s okay I’ll sleep outside who needs a room anyways amiright?” he said as he managed to catch Signar’s brawly figure turn a corner. He quickly started after the large Caledonian managing to shadow him back to the room, not that he would’ve cared anyways but Zen had to save face somehow.

Upon entering the common room, Zen was happy to know there would be a private meeting place for their squad to communicate and speak amongst themselves. He then made his way to wear each of the quarters were, relieved that the rooms had name plates. Liese Brendorn and Dot...Captain Kai and Prince Rosseweine....aha! Zen would be pleased to know that he would have Signar as a roommate, despite being rather intimidating he seemed like a decent guy. The room itself though was incredibly small, despite being not as burly as Signar. Zen was one of the taller people within his squad if not the second tallest behind his roomate, perhaps they could have at least made a special accommodation for Signar at least. The best they did was provide a narrow spare bed for good reason, the beds themselves were not much better if you could even call it that. Sheesh, a coffin might give this bed a run for its money at this point. The boy thought to himself. Well he couldn't complain, the boy was glad to just be here. Inside he found his uniform which was a relief because he was on his last set of clean clothes.

Zenshins attention was adverted to his roommate who was formerly introducing himself before clasping his hand on the boys shoulder. The boy managed to mustered out a "Zenshin Ferrors, but I go by Zen." Struggling to not show himself in slight distraught by his roommates friendly gesture, Sig then offered to talk over supper as opposed to inside their cramped room.

"Sounds great, I'd love to join you for dinner Sig." Zen said rubbing his shoulder as Signar left the room. Sure he may look scary but he seems like a genuinely good guy, hopefully I don't have to spar against him anytime soon. The boy said following his roommate out, willing to provide additional assistance if anyone needed it.

@Zombehs

Zenshin Ferros


It took a bit of work but thanks to the boys wiry frame, Zenshin was able to maneuver his way through the crowd successfully melding in wit the rest of the candidates center right of the big stage. Still anxious as ever but finding temporary sanctuary with the decline in judgment being placed upon him. He picked at the dirt under his fingernails as he pondered on what to do if he doesn't get picked, surely there was no return back to Valefor after walking out on the family. Perhaps he could beg and plead to be apart of the knights medical unit, his knowledge of herbs weren't particularly after all, or perhaps pick up a job at one of the taverns in town? Soon enough a notable man appeared in front of the podium and beginning his speech, the culling surely following after.

Zenshin stood there frozen in place as he faced the stage, it felt as though he had two anchors planting his feet to the ground, he even had to remind himself to breathe a couple of times just through the speech alone. Once the distinctive man who's clothes represented each of the four houses finished the opening speech, the southern house seemed to be the first up to select. The Crimson lions and their commander, Ser Rubeus Valentin. They listed off their selections swiftly, one of them being the boy who had humiliated Zen in his spar. As he walked across the stage Zen felt small scar on his cheek, the memories of the spar along with the emotions he felt still fresh from the battle. He could feel his emotions swelling up, he didn't want his knight journey to end right before they began after taking such a leap of faith.

Soon enough the Crimson lions ended their selection with Zenshin not making their ranks, its not like he expected to be picked by the first house surely. Perhaps maybe the second or third house in line to pick would snatch the kid from Valefor up hopefully?

Wrong

As both the Northern house and Western house selected their candidates, it was a given that he would not be on Manegolds radar to begin with nor Caius wards. This only left one person which would be ser Gilbert Tervellan, a commander whom is also of commoner origin.

Maybe there is hope for me after all? It makes sense after all for Tervellan to pick me up right?

The boy said easing his anxiety a tad bit as he looked at who else was left, the place seemed a bit on the empty side as a handful of 'people' were left over.

Oh Fendel have mercy

There wasn't just ANYONE left over, it was arguably some of the best candidates left over! Certainly leagues above Zenshin in everything and anything. Kai Sauvage and Nathaniel Lowren whom were the two aura users of our generation, the absolute guy whom destroyed their opponent just to name a few! What was Zen supposed to do in front of such greatness. Adding insult to injury this group was going to be headed by Prince Rosseweine Lupus Grayle with Nathaniel and Kai being the second and third seats.

Im pretty sure ther was a tavern at the beginning of town, maybe if I can earn my keep for the night if I leave right now.

The boy thought to himself slowly preparing to turn around.

"The remaining members of the squad shall be..."

"Signar Wayland"

Good for that guy, would be a shame for somoni of his stature to go to waste

“Zenshin Ferros”

Huh?

Zenshin spun back quickly towards the stage at breakneck speeds after hearing his name called. His emotions welling up as the emotional anchors placed upon his feet were released. A smile formed on his face as his eyes began to water, he had made it into the knights of Grayle. The boy tuned out the rest of the names called as he rubbed the tears way from his eyes, a smile forming on his face. Shocked yet relieved at the same time that he was chosen, nonetheless he was grateful for the opportunity. It seems as though the Eastern house seen the boy as useful in one way or another throughout his time here.

Before parting ways, Ser Gilbert Tervellan left the group with some choice words being "What can you do for Grayle?" Surely something that Zen would keep in the back of his mind throughout his time here. He remembered that there was tension going on between Alexandria and Grayle currently, he would surely have to be ready in the near future. The group was also instructed to report to the eastern barracks to meet with the other members, he took a look around and saw whom were left and it was a rather impressive group nonetheless. The guy that had been Nathaniel, some freakishly huge guy, as well as Liese Victoire who was in Zen's opinion the crème of the crop, even the dancer boy had made the cut whom despite what others thought, maneuvered really well in combat.

And then there was Zen...definitely the weakest link, even so making the knights was the highlight of his life right now and nothing was going to spoil his mood. As he began to make his way over to the barracks he felt a hand from his shoulder. Zenshin was in disbelief, still in shock from making the cut he had forgot that Prince Rosseweine would be captain of this group of individuals. He was definitely much nicer than the other nobles, finding positivity in the Valefor boys shortcomings, praising him on his courage for not giving up. Surely enough this boosted the boys head to be receiving such words from a person of his status and ancestry. Prince Rosseweine even pointed out whom his foe was from the spar, motivating the boy to sharpen his skills in preparation for the tournament before walking off.

"T-Thank you your highnesslord-c-captain! I won't let you down!" he said saluting before following up with a bow. His face flushed red, knowing that he had completely butchered his first impression but he pulled himself up and puffed out his chest as he made his way towards the barracks. Nervous yet also rather eager to speak with his other squadmates.

@ERode

Zenshin Ferros


There was a spotlight surely on Zen that morning, an unpleasant one at that. As he made his way towards the castle he could feel the scorn of the other knights as they looked upon him. The scoffing and snickering, some even questioning why did he even bother showing back up after the pitiful show he put on. Though the treatment he received from the commoners stung much worse as they seemed to look right through him as though he was nothing, continuing on with their day as if he didn't exist.

His 'spar' if you want to even call it that, was a series of unfortunate events beginning with the use of magic being banned which Zen considered his biggest strength, the element of surprise, and his ace in the hole. He had banked everything on his unique talent in order to get himself into the Knights of Grayle, what a disaster it turned out to be. This was his first time wielding a sword and it showed from his stance to his demeanor with the blade in his hand. His opponent was a noble who decided make fun out of the match and display how big the gap in skill was for all to see. Taunting the kid from Valefor as he sidestep and parry all of his attacks before sweeping the boy off his feet in a single motion, sending the brown haired boy barreling into the dirt and leaving a nice parting gift on Zen's cheek as he claimed checkmate. To add insult to injury, once the match was over the noble kid extended his arm towards Zenshin, acting as though he was going to assist in helping him off the floor before retracting his hand and scoffing in his face.

"Worthless commoner"

Thoughts flooded the boys head the more he pondered on the subject as he shuffled his feet over the bridge, his head slinked to the height of his shoulders as he stared at the gravel road. Perhaps coming here was a big mistake? He way in over his head, just look at who he had to compete with! The first person that came to the boys mind was Liese Victoire, just the thought of what might have happened if he had to go up against that guy in the spar sent a chill down the boys spine. Lets just be happy that we made it out with nicely connected bones. Besides they'd never put someone like me against someone like him right. The boy said letting out a deep exhale as he brushed off the thought, the knights of Grayle had a status to uphold. They wouldn't knowingly send a commoner boy let alone a foreigner to his own demise.

As Zenshin arrived to the area where all the other candidates had been waiting, the feeling of disdain seemed to only magnify. Fearful of the watchful eyes that were upon him Zen threw on the hood of his cloak sheepishly as he pushed his way through the large amount of teens amassed at the castle thought this proved more difficult then he had thought. Many people were eager to get a front row seat or at least as close to the front as possible. Zen simply wished to end up in a area where people wouldn't notice him quite as easily, if that was the front then so be it. Quickly Zen begin to push his way through to the front, finding a bit of early success and breaking through the outer layer.
And the adventure begins @Feyblue
@Feyblueoh yes im actually down with that, I feel like they’d either bond or signar would get tired of Zen.
@Zerothis it bad that I’m all for this? XD I can definitely see Zen as this type of person to stick to the routine.


Any paring will certainly be a wild ride can’t wait to see the interactions. I’m all for rolling dice



@FeyblueIm done

Also sorry for holding everyone up, was experience some writers block but gained a bit of last minute clairvoyance.

I’m also open to hear any critiquing.
@Feybluestill interested just wrapping up background rn
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