So here he was, late in the night sitting in the library. Pouring over the various tomes that they had requested he go over. It was quite fascinating honestly. He was learning history, bloodlines, language and much much more about the land that he found himself in. One such book lay open in his hand, slowly turning the pages with a flick of his wrist. He didn’t dare touch the pages directly for his hand was so large he had found one of the other tomes had gotten ripped due to his lack of understanding about how they worked. Thankfully he was able to help the librarian repair it quickly with the use of some of their book magic.
The books he had read already sat to his left while the pile ever increased to his right. Humming softly to himself he was clearly enjoying the read but he was taking a lot of books for just one person at one point at one point in time. Right now the book that he was going over was actually more directly referencing to the knights themselves and how their relationship with the country and it’s various kings before the current one had been. It wasn’t always a good relationship between the two; some kings favoring their own guards over the rune knights, or treating them more like a place to put troublemakers in their families…
The list of how the rune knights were used in the past was… very strange yet intriguing. It also had several tomes which made him wonder just how far back the history of this country went between the king and his knights. Who were the first? Who were the most famous? The strongest? An ear flicked at that thought.
Who ushered in the era of peace? Who healed the most? Many instances of references to knights and their kings painted many as legendary warriors. It was intriguing still but… had there been a knight or maybe knights that were more focused on the land? The people? The hands of healing? He had to know…