Being a royal soldier was tough, but nothing was tougher than training under a man like Percy. You'd once seen him beat a soldier nearly to death for incidentally kicking up dust onto his armor

You'd often have to take patrols with him to get a feel for your duties as a soldier. He'd have you shake down peasant shop owners for ludicrous taxes, frisk 'random' peasants, and even threaten those who couldn't pay

Today was like any other day, Percy showed up at your doorstep, yelled at you to put your armor on, and dragged you out on patrol

"Laziness is unbecoming of a royal soldier."

He taunted, looking down at you as you put on your helm

"Come, we have much to do today."

The raccoon said with an annoyed sigh