Fiery ambition

Bow was flung awake with a weird feeling in his chest and His father downstairs calling him for breakfast. "Bow come eat, you can't be late you've only been in the academy for a month!" As much as he wanted to fall back to bed his dad was right, he couldn't afford to be late to the knights academy he started attending only a month ago, dragging himself to his wardrobe he threw on the white shirt given by the academy. This cheap rag was the academy's excuse of a uniform, In a rural outpost however it was to be expected. After reading countless books about knights from large towns and outposts he was expecting expensive cloths with an elegant embroidered crest. But a small border outpost couldn't afford such fancy clothing, Just keeping the school open was eating away most of the funds. The knights academy ran mainly on donations and entrance fees, luckily his father was the only blacksmith in the village and as such provided all the weaponry and armour to the knights and knights academy alike offering him some exclusive benefits, such as free admission for his son. He mainly learned swordsmanship with a bit of hand to hand combat thrown in. to put it simply he wasn't great at either, he also wasn't bad however. At this rate he would live a mundane life as a guard of the town and marry a mediocre women. He cursed internally as he walked down the stairs. "I won't let it happen, I'll become strong and marry a hot noble lady!". His dad gave him a weird look as he walked to the table, "what about a hot noble lady?" Bow froze in embarrassment not realising he said it out loud. His dad gave a hearty laugh, "don't worry son your just like I was at your age, full of ambition. I'm sure your noble bride is just a few towns off waiting for you!". His dad was joking for the most part but he was right, The boy was full of fiery ambition like his father. His dad was a large man with a hight of at least 6 foot, olive skin, dark long hair and big well kept beard. Oh and huge muscles from a life of blacksmithing, for Bow however he wasn't quite as large. He was about 5'10 with similar features as his dad, olive skin and dark long hair, unfortunately he wasn't nearly as muscly as his father. He was in excellent shape however, going for a mix of mobility and strength unlike his fathers raw unfiltered power. After eating he was ready to set out, the feeling in his chest not letting up. He put it down to stress and paid it no mind.