485-489 A.D.

485 A.D.
I was knighted today. It was a joyous ceremony, and the burden that my father bears is now mine as well. I am honored to serve Count Roderick of Salisbury. Serving alongside my friends and brothers for Justice and Glory is all I could have ever asked for.

486 A.D.
A most momentous occasion! A few comrades and I were given our first significant duties as knights, sent to deliver a letter from the Count to the King of Carlion, and we set off immediately to the North, eager to win the love of our Lord. Upon passing through the Forest of Shadow, it took far longer than we expected to traverse, and we had to set up camp. In the night, we ran into what the villagers outside of the forest called "The Brown Goblin," which turned out to be a Lion. We saw a Lion in the flesh! There were three of the beasts in the woods, circling us. I approached one, jabbing at it with my spear. Although I got a decent hit in on it, it swiped me with one of it's massive paws and brought me to the ground, bloody and incapacitated. My friends tried to join in to help, but Andrew was also brought down, with Stanson dead from loss of blood. Oren was able to successfully fend off one of the beasts, but not before one of the others would make off with one of Stanson's fine horses, a Charger by the name of Swiftfoot. Oren managed to bandage my wounds will enough for me to walk, and we carried Andrew and Stanson with us into the nearest city, which we managed to reach within the next day. We buried Stanson and left Andrew to be taken care of by monks, and we continued to Carlion with the letter. We returned with Andrew, returning Stanson's horses to the Count.

487 A.D.
The Count was pleased with our work delivering the letter, and has assigned us wives! My wife, Arianwen, is a fair maiden and will deliver to me a strong Heir. We also managed to kill a party of Saxons on patrol, and the thrill of Saxon blood on my blade was powerful indeed.

488 A.D.
The Count has deemed Andrew and myself, along with a few other of his household knights, worthy to attend the King's Court with him this winter. I impressed the King himself with my stories of the Brown Goblin and delivering the letter to the King of Carlion. He was so impressed, in fact, that I was to hunt with him on the next day. However, my good friend was not so fortunate, and failed to kneel in front of the King's nephew. He was sent outside that night, with no dessert. The next day, I was hunting with the King and slayed on my own a mighty boar, which I was given the Champion's cut of. It is truly amazing what the King and his party dines upon! As we were readying to leave the court, the King overheard me singing to myself, and was impressed even more! it has been a good trip to see the King, indeed.

489 A.D.
There was a band of filthy outlaws living in the cliffs to the West, and Andrew and I were sent to relieve a village of their vile ways. They proved to be of little challenge, and we killed most of them very quickly.  Andrew, being the soft-hearted fool he is, spared their lives, but not before I took the head of one of the outlaws that had struck me just before. We returned to Sarum invigorated and in high spirits.