Chapter 1

The Patrol consisted of about eight men, all-standing out amongst the lush, dark and green forest by their distinctive red cloaks and shiny chain mail. They talked quietly now, far different than when they had first set off but then three hours of walking through the forest would tire any man out.

The knights were thinking of their beds and some mead not the ambush that was about to be sprung on them from behind the foliage to their left and right.

Suddenly one man gave a small sigh as he slumped into his saddle, an arrow sticking out of his head. The others didn't hear or turn around as he fell silently to the ground. Suddenly the entire Patrol fell, clasping at their throats as arrows sprang out of them. They fell and hit the ground hard with seven thuds.

Five robed men strode out of the foliage and immediately set to work. They took the men's armour and weapons before hiding them under the leaves by the road. Then they took their horses and hung the cloaks on trees and departing in silence.

Upon reaching a small hill the group dismounts and walks over to a small rock. The five silently pull a rock out of the way of a hidden hole, which they then descend into silently.

They come across a large door mad of iron and stone, which asks "What is wisdom"? A young adult step forward now, pulling down his green hood he answers, "Wisdom is in knowing you know nothing". The doors swing open and the men walk forward into a vast chamber with supplies, weapons and people in similar garb sitting and talking quietly amongst themselves.

Nearly all of them carry weapons and now they look to the band of men as they walk over to a table where a man in leather armour stands with his hands testing on the table. He has greying hair and wise eyes and as he turns now to the men he knows it is time.

"Has he passed the test then Commander Hawthorn"? "Sir, he took down all eight on his own, silently and quickly, we've retrieved the weapons and horses and the bodies are hidden,…" said the leader of the group.

"Then he's ready…step forward boy". The cloaked figure steps forward now, he draws his hood down showing shaved blond hair and a scar running across his cheek. "Do you promise to destroy the corrupt and seek true knowledge and wisdom?" "Aye General Harbinger". "so you are ready for your first true test… to kill Prince Arthur Pendragon of Camelot…".