Once upon a time there was a little boy named Hesthorite, the name came from an old story a myth of a wizard. Hesthorite was turning 18 but isn't a knight yet, he always dreamed of being a knight. Hesthorite had a lot of chances but every time he had the jitters of not becoming a knight. Hesthorite lives in Arcest. Arcest is a place full of knights and king in wonderful magnificent castles.
One day, on the day of his birthday the king came to him on the 29th of February. The king walked in and his first words were "it's a special day, you have a birthday on the date of something that occurs every four years, for this I shall grant you a wish". Hesthorite quickly spoke "can I be a knight?". The king replied with a strong"of course, but you must prove it, head north to Ractar I will be there waiting for you. If you are not worthy then you will not see me and if you are you shall reach it in three days". Hesthorite spoke in shock " but Ractar is almost 200 miles away, I won't make it in time". The king replies, "this is a knights test.".
At midnight Hesthorite started packing and prepared for the long journey to Ractar. His father waited by his horse and prepared his polished armor, the horse was fed and is in good condition. He finally put on his armor and hopped on his horse and before morning he set of on the long journeys through the forests. Half way to the city of Camolot he ran into a lady, she looked exactly like the king in Arcest. She asked for a ride to Camalot, Hesthorite replied positively. On the way Hesthorite asked her "what are you doing in the middle of the forest She replied with jitters " I was kidnapped by a gang at my house and I escaped by myself but I didn't know where I was and I walked half a day already then I ran into you." When they arrived she thanked him and asked him to stay but he said sadly" I'm sorry I have to get to Ractar the day after, so I must go".
