A very good looking woman walked into the room. She walked to the king and introduced herself. She is a mage, which is not good for my chances. We are trained in the army not to trust those who possess magic. The king then dismissed us.
I paused to talk to her at the doorway, but I thought better of it. We would have plenty of time during the search to get to know each other. Besides, I had other things that I needed to do.
The armory was my first stop. I need my armor, as I feel naked without it. The others would need weapons eventually, but I know better than to get weapons from the armory. They are all made of the cheapest steel, and never sharpened.
After I had donned my armor and lashed longsword to my back, I went to get a horse from the stable. The ride to my father's home was too far to make on foot.
When I arrived at the house, I was shocked to see how far into disrepair it had fallen. Things must be worse than I thought.