Sir Cheese Doodle was a rather strange knight. For one, he rode on a four-wheeler ATV or a massive war goat rather than a horse. For another, he had two squires with him rather than one. And for the third, while he had no problems with serving oneself, he believed that a knight must serve others before himself.

Riding his goat through the countryside of Vale was generally relaxing to the wandering knight. He enjoyed the pleasant air, the beautiful foliage, and the pleasant company of his squires Snow and Luna. The pair had asked him to train them as knights, and after he had gotten permission from their parents he had agreed. Now, Sir Cheese rode a few paces in front of the teens on the back of a large, grey-furred war goat. Specially trained to fight and carry heavy weights over long distances, the war goats of Spike Farm were creatures prized as mounts and companions.

Luna rode on a shaggy grey while her partner rode a beautiful white. Their mounts were different, being the offspring of a goat and pig, conceivable only when near special dust crystals, the results being tough pigs with horns and long fur.

Luna had a sword and scabbard strapped to her goat with a shield on her back while Snow had a saber and rifle on his. Sir Cheese also carried his shield stowed on his back, but he also had a large banner with his personal sigil emblazoned on it tied to the back of his armor on a pole while carrying his lance at all times. As the knight said, one does not know when and where a battlefield is, only that it's best not to be the last to find out.

It had been a long day of riding so far and the squires were ready for camp and rest. Snow's stomach growled and he sighed, dearly wishing to break camp so he could set about preparing the brace of rabbits he had shot earlier. Luna, a tiger faunus, had taken great joy in teasing him about being a cannibal as Snow was a rabbit faunus. His reply was that if it made her uncomfortable then he would gladly eat her share as well. She had quickly apologized and stopped teasing him for it, though he did have a nice bruise on his left arm from their sparring that he suspected was his reward for winning.

Sir Cheese held his fist up, signaling a halt. The fact he hadn't dismounted though told them something was up. After a few seconds, Snow's eyes went wide. "I hear screams, fighting!".

Sir Cheese nodded and grinned as he lowered his helmet. "To battle squires, we are needed!".

There had been an accident in one of the barns. An old piece of wood had given out and had dropped nearly a dozen circular saw blades each large enough to bisect a thick log down on a young man. He wasn't fortunate enough to die though, and the pain and fear he felt was a beacon to the Grimm nearby. Not strong enough to draw them in alone, the lad had been well-liked and had a large family so even more people felt sorry. That had been enough, and soon the village was under attack.

They were lucky enough to have a wooden palisade, but that hadn't been enough on its own and many of the hunters and guards had stood bravely on the wall, firing at the charging Grimm. That had been enough for some time, but then the gate had fallen and the defense had turned into first a fighting retreat, and then into a rout. The fear in the villagers was enough to drive the Grimm into a frenzy and even more were caught. That all changed though when the knight and his squires arrived.

A strange sight, the knight charged straight into the flank of the Grimm alongside one of his squires. Leading with his lance, he skewered two Beowolves before dismounting. The squire who had galloped at his side stayed on her goat and fought back against the horde as her partner covered her with his rifle.

The knight looked strange indeed with his curved beak shaped helmet and chicken legs, but beggars couldn't be choosers, so when the knight began fighting those who were armed slowed and considered joining him.

"Rally to me! To me! Sons and daughters of Vale, to me!" he shouted, bashing the Grimm with his shield and stabbing with his lance. Heeding his call, everyone capable of fighting stepped forward and formed up behind him. His waving banner their focal point, the fighting men and women flocked to Sir Cheese and lead their families to his protection.

Luna slowed to wipe sweat from her brow, trusting Snow to protect her and her mount Wilbur. "How are you doing Snow?" she asked before blocking an attack from a Beowolf. A shot rang out and the Beowolf dropped, a hole in its throat. "Running low on ammo but alright. Cheese sure seems to be enjoying himself at least". Once Snow ran out of cartridges for his weapon he dismounted and hurried to the wounded civilians with a first aid kit in one hand and his saber in the other. "Hold the line behind Sir Cheese. Were knights and Huntsmen, we'll keep you safe".

An audible sigh of relief came from the villagers and the fighters redoubled their efforts. Handing off the first aid kit to a woman claiming to be a nurse, Snow ran to protect his partner as his mount Frost bleeted a warning. An Ursa crashed through the palisade wall near the civilians, knocking down Snow with a piece of broken timber. Luna growled at it and jumped on its head, bashing it in the skull with her shield before stabbing it for hurting her friend. In pain and blinded by Luna's attack, the Ursa roared and stumbled around trying to dislodge her. Luna doggedly held on even as several guards began firing into the Ursa's chest with abandon. They stopped though when Snow stood and charged the creature, stabbing it in the chest with his saber.

Still not dead, the Ursa swiped Snow to the side and finally dislodged Luna, throwing her after Snow. She landed on top of him, dazing both of them. The villagers cried in alarm until a loud pop was heard and a hole big enough for a child to crawl through appeared in the Ursa's chest. As the Ursa fell a loud 'Huzzah!' could be heard, surprising the villagers. Sir Cheese stood proud, his helmet up and his banner still waving proudly as Beowolves disintegrated around him. "The day is won! Rejoice and rejuvenate for there is much work to be done before we rest" Sir Cheese said with a smile as he walked over to Luna and Snow, offering them a hand up.

Luna looked up at Cheese with wide eyes. "What was that?!".

Cheese's eyebrow rose before he laughed and nodded, taking Luna's hand and easily lifting her to her feet. "Ah, well, seems most people want a weapon that does more than it should, so I worked on my lance and put a small laser cannon in it".

Luna could only stare at Cheese in shock as he helped Snow to his feet. "Wait, you put a CANNON into your lance?!".

"A laser one, yes," Cheese said with a chuckle, patting Snow firmly on the shoulder and nearly knocking him over. Once Snow was steady, Sir Cheese wandered over to help with the wounded and the rebuilding of the defenses.

Luna looked after the knight and shook her head before looking at Snow. "Can you believe this?".

Snow laughed quietly and put his arm around Luna. "Think ideas like that are why he gives us beer every day? To help forget how strange he is?".

Luna gave that sentence some honest consideration before sighing. "That's not something to figure out sober...let's go help the villagers".

Snow nodded and the pair began walking over to help rebuild, ignoring the thought of their 'gallant' mentor with a laser cannon...for now.