Darius had spent his whole life preparing to be a knight. His family wasn't very well off, so as soon as he could wield a stick, his parents had him training to be a respected knight to earn their bloodline some honor. Of course he had expectations, but he never really minded. He enjoyed going out, practicing to fight with swords. When he finally grew to be 20 years old, he applied for the guard, and went through thorough examinations. Only the greatest for the kingdom of course. That only made him and entire family even more proud when he got the spot.

It hadn't been long since he moved into the palace, sharing quarters with all the other knights. They had all greeted him accordingly, as he had expected. The only thing that threw him off was when someone offhandedly told him to ‘Watch out for that jester.’ What was that supposed to mean? After some investigating with others, one finally broke and explained that the jester here was very flirtatious.

Well the day had soon come when he got to figure out exactly what that meant. During everyone's routine time to do inspections of their armour and weapons, one of the guys called out. “Bells alert.” Everyone seemed to either ignore it, or perk up at the warning. After he said it the jingling of bells sounded almost on command, along with the source walking into the room. The court jester.