A Fool in Rusty Armor

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( YouTube video: Medieval version of My Time by Bo En )
The sun was rising on the town of Opalvale. This medieval town had kids running down the streets and the adults, of course telling them to slow down since they could trip on one of the sidewalks.
Trix had been doing acrobatics from her circus caravan, she always did this around this time just to make the children of Opalvale happy. She did this multiple times, it was her job, she knew it wasn't the best job you could have but, she didn't care since she loved doing it!

She looked through a money pan she put outside her camper- only three pounds.
"At least it was better than yesterday, huh? Hopefully, that'll keep going. Maybe it'll be 4 next time!"
Trix chuckled out, just trying to think positively even though... She thinks that she might be wrong. The girl was just happy to know she'd be able to eat food today because of the money, giving happiness to the people of Opalvale, letting her gain money for the things she needs.

As she looked for a place to get some grub, a poster got her attention on a nearby wall. It seemed like it was just hung up, in a hurried manner like the person who hung it up might've been running? What would be something so important for someone to be running- Oh, oh no. That is rather important. The poster had said, 'Dear people of Opalvale. King Alfred, our King has been kidnapped. Please, someone, anyone goes find him. The knights, they're busy on a mission in Ropu and can't come back in time.

If anyone wants to hear anything else about this. Then please go visit, Edgar the Wise Man.'
Maybe I should go to Edgar- no, no! She couldn't, she wasn't one to just... save people. She was just trying to get food. The King will be fine, someone else can do this, right? Right? Yeah, someone else could... there can always be someone else, hopefully. She shook her head slightly before walking into a nearby tavern called, 'The Eyeing Eagal'
As soon as she walked in she heard others talking about what she had just read. Voices saying, "I would help, but I'm... I'm sadly too weak", "King Alferd can save himself, do we even need a king anyway?", "I would rather just stay here at home than risk my life for someone I barely know!"

Trix angrily sighed which brought some attention to herself in this tavern, but she didn't care much. She was going to have to risk her life for the king, since no one else would. She soon walked out of the eatery and made her way towards where Edgar the Wise Man lived. The Wise Man was mostly older than everyone in Opalvale, you couldn't tell where his wrinkles start and where his wrinkles end.

She soon found him sitting on the outskirts of the town, "Edgar? I.. I read the poster and-"
Edgar's voice rang out before, "Huh? Trix? You're not someone to risk your life." He had chuckled out. "Though, I'm rather glad to see you're taking up the change... Before we talk firther, do you even know how to fight?"
Trix awkwardly rubbed her hand behind her neck before speaking, "Not a... Fully? I'm best at being agilea and well.. Acrobatics." She hardly knew how to fight besides using her agility, which meant she needed some work on  it, which her Edgar was alright to help with.

"Well, child.. I am rusty, but I can try my best to help you build up your strength.." Edgar wasn't lying, he could help her with this. He was, of course, old and hadn't fought in quite some time, but that didn't mean he was bad at it.
Soon their training had started, Trix was surprised by this, Edgar was rather good. He was slightly hard to keep up with, but he was more trying to get her to use both her strength and agility to throw him off his rhythm. "Come on child, I know you can do better than that!" The Wise Man dodged a punch, the Jester had been thrown at him.
Trix blood started to boil, which in this case was surprisingly good. She threw one more punch that had managed to hit Edgar square in the face. His response was a small laugh, "Good work, I think you might be good enough to help free the king, but... maybe try to keep that anger in check?"

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