ivanhoe

The midday sun shone harshly over the tournament grounds of Ashby, a bustling scene of knights in their grand armors, ready for the day's events. Yet, among the noblemen and warriors, stood a humble archer, Locksley, known for his unparalleled skill. He was a commoner, a stark contrast among the grandeur of chivalry, but his eyes held a determined glint. He was here not only to compete but also to prove his worth.