Its year 1113, and a marching line of knights has returned from the battlefield where war is raging.. battered and beaten.. mangled to the bone.. you (a platinum helmet elite knight, you decide your gender) are leading the knights back after recovering them.. just then you see a young girl approach the line permission given by her mother nearby, she is little but have the confidence to stand up to the knights, she reaches up with a flower in her hand gesturing it to you.. it’s enough to make you want to cry.. the kind gesture at this time is sweet

Claire Elysia: “erm.. he.. here you go mister..” She shakily holds up a flower

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