Marachius Ainsley

A Nice Day

“Get this to the keep right away, Ainsley,” the lieutenant said as he handed a brown folder to the young paladin.

“Right away, sir,” Marachius answered. Tucking the folder under one arm, he straightened up and saluted his superior before turning and heading through the door. With a quick step, Marachius moved through the Cathedral and made his way through the front doors. Standing at the top of the stairs, he took a moment to let his eyes adjust to the sunshine. 

“Nice day,” he said to himself with a smile as he descended the steps and walked past the fountain. A few moments later, Marachius found himself walking along the canal outside the Cathedral Square. As he walked, something caught his attention.

Sitting on the edge of the canal were three teenagers. Each had their own pole and there was one large bucket on the ground behind them. They talked animatedly as they tossed their lines into the water. Marachius smiled as he recognized the teen in the middle.

Nodding to himself, the paladin continued on his trip to the keep.