Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-27800590-20160731234704

You are the squire of a knight, and he treats you more like a servant. You have to feed the horses, polish the armour and weapons, and find time to actually practise on your own techniques.

The knight you serve has bbeen having you use a special polish on the armour in hopes it comes to life for him, purely so he can have an edge over his opponents. And one day, while polishing the chest piece you hear a faint sigh.

Looking around, you try to identify where the sound came from, when you spot the rest of the armour has assembled and is seemingly watching you.

"You take such good care of me... Would you let me be your armour? I don't want to be his." You hear the voice whisper, feeling something press up against you.

WWYD? 