Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160126170544/@comment-5543592-20160208224100

"Well, for starters, I never wanted to be a knight.  It was the scribe's path I wanted to follow.  But my father wouldn't hear any of it, so it was a squire I ended up as.  Then, the Knight in charge of combat training always expected me to be the best.  My father was something of a legend in his day, and I had to live up to it.  Only I didn't.  Like, it was impossible to live up to, even if I was able to.  Anyway, as a kid a I sensed a lot of disappointment from a lot of sources."

He shrugged his free shoulder, and looked down to the rings on his finger.

"And not just from the adults.  I was pretty short as a kid.  And skinny.  And I always had my nose in a book.  Nor did I have any friends.  It basically painted a target on my head.  So, I got bullied for like, a week.  But when my father caught wind of it, he put an end to it immediately.  That didn't help, of course, it only alienated me further.  So I grew up pretty lonely too.  I didn't have my mother, my father was always busy, and my sister had a few years lead on me.  Nor did we have anything in common."

His eyes lifted over to her face, and he surveyed her for a moment before speaking, "Was it like that for you?  With your father being the chief security officer and all."