Sir Briggan wakes in the Knight’s Barracks, instantly annoyed by the noise coming from the hall outside his room. He groans, pressing his face into the pillow before rising. He can hear the other knights outside - the sound of friendly morning chatter and the clang of armor and chainmail making him scowl.

He gets up and dressed, heading out to the mess hall where the Captain of the Guard would assign their duties for today. He fixes a brooding glare on his face so no one would approach him.