A group assembled on the castle ground. It was just after sunset and the place was lit with soft glowing moonstones.
Everyone had gathered to witness the commencement of the town's annual festivities. The group consisted of Knights, Squires and Regulars.
"Hey champ, how are you holding up?" Vitor, joined with a few other Squires, came up to Hex and asked. Hex noticed they were dressed in clean luxurious clothes made from flax with thin fur coats.
"Well, I think I'm doing good so far," Hex shrugged a bit nonchalantly. Vitor's team seemed genuinely concerned and he could appreciate it, but he preferred to avoid talking about his feelings.
The Squires stood there a bit awkwardly after that. None of the young men knew what to talk about for a while.
"So," Vitor tried again, "I heard you will be joining the Squire Tournament." Seeing Hex nod, Vitor smiled warmly. His gorilla-like features seemed less daunting when he wasn't growling at people.
