Diplomacy (Torin) -- Past

[Alistair Creyon]

Alistair had been cleaning Torin's armor for hours now. Every time he did it, it seemed to not go well, or he missed a spot. He absolutely hated being a squire, and looked forward to becoming a knight. Though, for a 16 year old, it would take at least a few years before it would come to that. This gave him the strength to go on with whatever task he had to do. After another 30 minutes, Alistair decided that he had cleaned enough for today, so he decided to tend his master's horse. He gave the horse fresh straw and cleaned out the dirty bedding. After finishing that, he thought he was done, so he decided to relax a bit, and to go get some sleep. When he finally found a good place, he layed down and closed his eyes. Unless Torin's got some important thing to do, he wouldn't wake up.