Sir Caspar understood where she was coming from in a way...Princess Claurice had been held up in a castle for all her life, periled to the duties of royalty. She was in a situation similar to that of which he was in Narlatine; minus the royalty aspect. Yet, although he emphasized with her, he had been ordered by the Captain to bring Claurice back. Anyways; he knew first hand of how horrible Narlatine royalty was. He wanted her to not have the chance to deal with the swine there.
Sir Caspar whispered to one of his men. "Send word to the Captain of the current situation while I race after" and to the other "Venture around the forest by horse to the other side, just in case she gets that far", he dismounted his horse and was glad to have warn light armor. "As for me, I will follow her by foot through the forest".
Sir Caspar ran through the outcrop of trees following the princess. He spoke toward the princess "Milady, you might dislike the idea of marrying a man unknown to you; but it could be far worse if you ever got caught by the Narlatine royalty..I fear for your safety and have witnessed their cruelty many times before".
The guard captain had alerted the Guards Quarter of Castle Porsquelem of Princess Claurice's absence from the castle.
He appointed Sir Caspar, a trusted guardsmen to assemble the men needed to find Princess Claurice, while the guard captain would momentarily be with his group.
The Guards Quarter was raised into a ruckus as the news came of Princess Claurice's disappearance, aside from one man. Sir Caspar was calm, and with emotions such as worry. He knew it wasn't a big deal, after all..there seemed to be no clues of capture, nor any unknown martyrs roaming the castle. No; he was certain the princess most likely escaped from the castle, so he knew he did not need an army to find out where she was.
Sir Caspar assembled a group of six men, including himself. One group of three would go to the west of Porsquelem to check the Elven Woodlands. The other group of three; which included himself would check the Misty Inbetweens.
So; Sir Caspar and his two comrades headed out on stead to the Misty Inbetweens to search for the Princess.
The Misty Inbetweens were a mystifying sight to behold. The seemingly endless mist that shrouded the area made it hard not to get yourself lost in. Sir Caspar had to be very cautious not to be caught up in the mist and get lost; yet it was quite easy for him, since he had hidden here for quite awhile when he escaped from Narlatine.
A figure had appeared in the mist; it to be that of a lady sitting on what seemed to be some sort of rock. A closer look showed it to be Princess Claurice. He told his comrades to yield when he saw the silhouette of this woman. He sported a friendly smile and spoke "Milady, it is not smart to venture into the wilderness on your own; especially the Misty Inbetweens; one can find it quite easy to be lost".
Name: Sir Caspar
Age: 29
Weapon: He uses a wide variety of weapons but prefers a pike
Gender: Male
Relations: Narlatine Ancestors
Ranking/Occupation/Race: Porsquelem Guardsman/Human
Bio/Personality: He was born in Narlatine, but as he grew older he learned to despise the power hungriness of the nation and fled to the nearby kingdom of Porsquelem. He resides as a Porsquelem Guardsman now. He is a very righteous man who is willing to put himself in harm’s way to save anyone aside from himself; contrasting to his obviously Narlatine appearance.
Appearance: He bears the face of one who descends from Narlatine; yet he is clad in the armor of Porsquelem. His hair is a natural red black (dark auburn) , a rare trait, passed down from his lineage and he sports a decent amount of stubble around the outline of his face. His hair is cut low on the sides and in the back but its rather long in the front. His physique is medium muscles; yet he is stronger than what he looks.
