New Knight (Closed with templarcaptaincullen)
Why him? Of all the knights at the Chantry... why was he chosen to go to Kirkwall? Then again he wasn't really given a choice. The Divine ordered it and he was to obey said order. It wasn't that he wanted to not heed the order... it was just the fact that he had to get on a boat. A dreaded thing that could sink at any moment.
A mage had been sent on the boat to fetch him. Mainly because that mage needed to put him under a heavy sleep spell just to get him on the boat in the first place. His Knight-Commander made that clear, much to his displeasure. While he didn't mind having a spell of sleep cast on him... he glared at the mage the entire way to the boat and then picked up where he left off when he stumbled onto the docks of the gallows. Or would have...
Liam hated boats. He felt seasick now on dry land and the mage had conveniently left his side to return to whatever duties they had. He took the stairs slowly, taking slow and calming breaths to get over his passage there. "...Blighted boats..." he muttered to himself. "Blasted escorts leaving me behind... At least the sleep was dreamless..." This was not going to be the best first impression on his superiors. He was ill from the thought of the boat ride he had slept through and acting like he was weak when he really wasn't.
