The sun rises over the manor, illuminating a magnificent garden, where Justice himself already trains so diligently in his pursuit of heroism. Unbeknownst to him that today will be the day he meets his new squire.
One could not help but admire all the work that had gone into shaping the hedge sculptures that brought such character to the lush garden, well perhaps admire was the wrong word. It would certainly be a challenge not to gawk at the Herculean figures that are posed dramatically in every which way, not to mention the unnerving amount of attention to detail.
Justice performs his daily routine with both the grace of a ballerina, and the religious fervor of a zealot. Impossible flexes that seem to strain the armor he so proudly wears, followed by a two finger handstand.
A note pinned to the town bulletin board has lead to this destined meeting. "Are you tired of waiting for a HERO to swoop in and rescue you from your dreary peasant life? Take charge, TAKE CONTROL, BECOME THE HERO I KNOW YOU CAN BE! Sweep yourself off your own two feet with your own POWERFUL arms by becoming Justice Manly's new squire! Remember, ANYONE can go the distance and become a true HERO"
Whisper, Justice's noble steed silently watches you as you approach. His eyes betraying an intelligence that far surpasses that of a simple beast.
Justice somersaults towards the entrance, a distance that should not be possible to reach in a single bound, and yet here he stands, proud and beaming with radiant intentions.
Just what have you gotten yourself into?
