He had trained for a long time, longing to gain a respectable position as a knight, but he was never really someone who would be able to achieve that. The bold rooster was knocked down, barely able to survive as a mercenary. When all was lost, standing along a sole survivor of the losing side he saw a spark and he took it. An offer was made to him, and while he might some day regret it he accepted what was given.
I forgot the most important part of this site. The part that truly does ignite my passionate soul. Being completely dry and serious as I do the absurd.