Destrian’s horse thundered down the dirt road, “Onward men, make haste lest we miss a glorious feast tonight!” Destrian raised his bow, “For Camelot!” “For Camelot!” The men repeated, with weapons raised in the air as they rode off after a white stag. Destrian laughed heartily, pulling his horse to a slow trot then brought her to a halt. A rustling in the bushes nearby caught Destrian’s attention so he steered his horse in the direction of the bushes; upon a closer look he saw a rabbit dart away from his approach. Destrian notched an arrow and aimed at the animal, suddenly a veritable wind rushed past Destrian and storm clouds appeared on the horizon. A pile of leaves swirled around in a circle, faster and faster unlike anything Destrian had ever seen. “By Merlin! What sorcery be this?” A strong force began to pull Destrian off his horse towards the swirling pile of leaves, but thinking quickly, Destrian drew his sword and swiftly stuck it into the ground. The pull became stronger as if it had a mind of its own and was intent on dragging Destrian into the ground, Destrian’s horse reared and grabbed onto her master, hoping to save him but instead ended up getting pulled along with him into the swirling vortex.
Popping up from another pile of leaves, Destrian first checked his horse to see of she was ok before picking up his sword, holding it out in front of him. Looking up he saw a massive castle looming in the distance. Destrian gently guided his horse towards it until he accidentally bumped into someone and turned, brandishing the weapon against the person he bumped into. “Who art thou?”
~Approachable~