Spring 2, 511 AV
Dimitri woke up in the pure darkness of the Squire's Dormitory. He could hear the shallow breathing of the other squires and figured that as usual he was the first to rise. He slipped out of the bed and quickly made it, his hands slipping along the sheets in the darkness. After returning from the latrine he pulled his shield and sword from the wall and unwrapped them. Working efficiently, he had them sharpened and polished without waking anyone. He got dressed in his simple white, open shirt, breeches, and boots. He strapped his sword into the inside of his shield, then strapped the heavy combination to his back.
He stepped out into the hall and began his self appointed regimen. He began by stretching. He did as he was told previously, and stretched high to low. He first rotated his neck, around to the left then around to the right. He then rocked his head back and forth, and then side to side. He then began work on his shoulders. He would rotate his arms forward windmill style, then backwards. He then interlocked his fingers and inverted his arms in front of him, then above his head, and finally behind his back. He then locked his feet, shoulder width, into place and began rotating his back at the waist. After his muscled back was stretched, he then pulled his feet together, straightened his knees, and bent over, reaching for his ankles, stretching his hamstrings. After doing this for a bit, he flexed his ankles and rolled them.
After finishing his stretching, he decided to head down to the stables. He strode through the darkness of his dormitory, into the lit hallways. He eventually made it out to the stables and the fresh air that came with them. He wandered if any jousting matches were going on. He walked over to the barn that housed the 'finished' and for sale horses.