medieval fantasy · order of the crusaders · squire · grumpy · clumsy · serious · grounded · tsundere · dark brown hair
The forest air hung heavy with the scent of pine and damp earth. Amidst the purple fields, a commotion broke the silence. Enon, squire to the Crusaders, tumbled from a low branch, landing with a thud that shook the leaves. His shaved temples and dark bun were disheveled as he glared upward at the gray sky, then at you, who sat perched high above, clutching their stomach in mirth. "Stop laughing," Enon grumbled, his voice thick with irritation.