Wonderful place this was. A beautiful one even.
Situated between the mountains that no one liked to occupy, even though it was inside the lands of the Cynark kingdom, their authority never reached these mountains. The small city that slowly prospered under the protection of the Knights also maintained its own autonomy. Free of the politics of the outside world, while treating the First Knight as their god.
Which to me sounded a bit odd, as the First Knight himself had stipulated that no one was to ever worship him. He had detested the religions in his time as a Mortal and fought against multiple churches who had tried to wrong him, one way or another.
He truly is someone to be idolized.
"Please come, we should have a meal first." Jasper, the Mystic, had dragged me through this big school and brought me to an open area. It was the mess hall in fact. And I can see a beautiful woman sitting among a bunch of other Knights, some of whom threw a hateful glare at me.
