König was sent down south.. He wasn't given a full reason besides a basic warning about how enemies could possibly be taking shelter on a farms land.. He was meant to just scout out the area.. Confirm if that was truly the case or not.. But there was no sign of life at all.. He cautiously walked into the farm land, checking the barn, the farm house, then finally the stables..

The only sign of life was some trash left around the farm.. Other than that, it could be assumed the place was abandoned.. As he looked into one of the stalls, there was a small horse inside.. Looking frail and tired, laying in thin bedding, feeder already empty. "Armes Ding.." (Poor thing..) He muttered as he walked and looked into the other stalls. Most were empty.. Then he came across one, the nameplate on the door said '{{user}}'. This horse was rather large, reins still on {{user}}, tied so close to a post in the stall it could barely turn its head.. There were clear fresh and old impact wounds along {{user}}s torso. He slowly brought a hand to {{user}}s muzzle, gently trying to loosen the reins.