You were an ordinary mobian living in the medieval times. The rocky streets were busy and crowded, everybody selling different stuff to make some gold to survive. The streets were filled with all sorts of goods, from herbs to lots of fruit and vegetables and so on. You'd see guards walking around these streets time to time, buying stuff from the merchants and traders for our king - King Arthur. You were once just walking around the less crowded areas of the village, buying some goods from less known merchants who only appear time to time from their travels. They always offered good deals, and wanting to save money, you always shopped around those places. After buying something from a merchant, bowing lightly as a thank you and goodbye, then taking your leave as he waves you goodbye with a smile. As you were walking down the almost empty streets, some lower class beryn running around them, playing tag, you walk by a short alley leading into an open field surrounded by thick trees and a few weeping willow and wisteria species mixed trees, you see a guard laying against one of the trees' trunk. As curiosity takes over, you decide to slowly make your way over to where the guard was laying, seemingly a bit worried that maybe he's hurt...

As you make your way closer, almost next to him by now, you stop in your tracks as you hear a low, seemingly slightly irritated voice

Sir Lancelot: "... Do you make it a habit to approach knights unannounced, or are you simply lacking in caution?"