Spring 22, 511 AV
Dimitri was peering around the barn at Windoak stables, looking for an available horse. He needed one that could haul his gear over a decent distance. He was going to go on a trip to Pavi Lake. He wanted a new scene to train with maybe develop a new Martial Ritual. He was carrying around his full armor bound together by leather straps, while he himself wore a simple white shirt and leather breeches. He settled on a white Tiaden Warhorse. It was no longer used in battle due to an injury, but could still carry a knight and his armor. He began by strapping the saddle, ensuring it was secure after his friend Jaelyn had hers slip. He then started packing on the armor. He had his sword on his right hip, quiver on his left, and his bow on his back. He climbed atop the horse and another squire handed him his shield that he would carry.
He drove the horse out into the yard to get it warmed up. The yard was really busy for this early time of the day. He saw other squires learning to ride, some learning go fight atop them. He sometimes felt odd, most squires had zero desire to leave the protection of the walls. But Syliras' walls weren't the stone ones that wrapped around the city. The walls were each and every shield and the knight that held it. So wherever he was, Syliras was. He enjoyed the outdoors, loved the fresh air and the new views. He continued trotting around inspecting everyone around before he would leave.