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Quest's were a fantastic way to distract oneself from everything else that was going on. Wrath was not one who typically needed distraction, per se, but at that very moment it seemed like he could use one, especially considering his turmoiled thoughts that he was having over one lady-knight apprentice in particular. She was beautiful where he was brutish, quick witted where he was rather dull, and perfect in every way where he likely had a million faults.

He needed her. Desired her in every sense of the word. She was like some kind of drug that his mind kept wandering back to, again and again, completely unbidden. He wondered if she thought about him as well, though he also wondered if he even stood a chance with her.

There had been moments, when it seemed like they had a deeper connection, as if on some level, they perhaps even already knew each other.

But that was likely impossible. With his memories gone, and with the knowledge that all of his loved ones that he no longer remembered were dead, it was highly improbable that he had ever met her.

But he was in love. He felt it deep within the very nature of his being. Love at first sight. He believed it existed. He believed that he experienced it first hand.

And that was why the quest was so important. He needed it, to take his mind off of her, to get back to what was truly important to him. If he wanted to become a knight, a true knight, then he needed to complete as many of these tasks as possible.

Getting his food ready, and his horse, he mounted up and took off again.

He managed to right himself before long and, extra bonus, he didn't even manage to lose very much food! That was quite possibly a very good thing, since he was sure his horse was going to abandon him at any moment, which would mean lots of walking, which would also mean lots of eating.

How the heck he managed to set off the trap with the arrows he would never know. He thought he knew just where to go to keep that particular s**t storm from hailing down upon him. But nope, there they were. Those arrows. Again. Puncturing his armor and leaving him a bloodied mess. Again.

When he got back to the castle, at least he knew where to go to get medical aid on his own this time.