[IRP] A Fall From Grace: The Escape from Laus

[Victor]

That bastard! That utterly terrible, no-good dog would dare handle a noblewoman with such brute force. No matter what she had done, Roland was appalled at the firm grasp and the shouted words. From the murmurs of the crowd, and, by the looks of her, shrouded and hidden away, guarded as the treasure she was, this was Lady Cecily of Laus. And he couldn't bear to see her treated like this. No sworn and proper knight could. Having returned to Laus to collect his payment for the safe escort of refugees into Sacae, Roland was both armed and ready to take on any possible threat to those nobles who should rightfully be in charge. The world was like it was for a reason, and no moral code he'd ever heard of allowed a guard to grab someone of higher standing and pull her around as a snot-nosed, ugly brat yanks flowers out of the nurturing earth.

Roland leapt into action, pushing back several of the commoners in the square in order to attend to the much more pressing matter of Lady Cecily's freedom. One of the guards in the square attempted to push him back, but he powered through, drawing his sword and deftly swinging at the air dividing him from the corrupted, so-called protectors of the law.

"Unhand her, blackguard!" he yelled, striding up to the guard, with weapon and teeth bared. "I am Sir Roland Summer, Knight of the Three Covenants, Soldier of Ostia, and known protector of the delicate! I swear to all powers that I will smite you where you stand should you not release this woman immediately!"