Apparently his Great Knight (heck, all of the Great Knights) has tasked all of the apprentices below them to go to a journey to procure some better armor. Well, nobody can blame him for that, since most of the things they wore are either selfmade or looted from nobody knows where.
But that's alright, he can do with it. It's a training in itself.
But seeing how many of his fellow apprentices get carted into the infirmary while leaking from both ends of the body kinda chilled his will.
He walked to the Royal Scriber to ask what artifacts are still left untouched. He also asked for it to be some kind of magical gauntlets, since his' needs replacing badly- he had overgrown it since...
-when?
The scribe gives him a map with a long trail drawn on it...a rather LONG trail. And journey.
So the logical next step is to procure food and water for this so-called journey. He headed to the pantries and...
QUEST STATUS
Food remaining: 24
YOUR HP: 30
Given some hard rye bread, vats containing both water and wine, as well as some dried jerky. That's not bad, he thought while giving his thanks to the old cook.
Now his quest will begin.