While the journey was not a particularly long one, it was an exhausting one. Nearly every night Silver was trained by Albion and Alan, and while their magic weapons could not cause actual damage it did little to diminish the pain. Being stabbed was not a pleasant experience regardless of whether it left a real wound.

Reina did what she could for the bumps and bruises all around. She had ties with these people, despite not being a member of the group herself, and was accompanying them for the time being.

It was not until they reached the forests of the Uncharted Territories that the training let up. Albion explained that there was much unknown danger, and to exhaust themselves was an invitation to be taken advantage of in their weakened state. Which was just as well, as the trip through the forest was much harsher, as he seemed to have a preference for avoiding roads.

And then just as suddenly as it had begun it was over. The thick forest ended abruptly and they were faced with a stone wall. Just barely visible though the treetops that extended over the wall was a castle towering over them. Anywhere else it would have been a landmark structure, but in this place one would never spot until practically on top of it already.

Alan and Reina cheered, and even Albion gave a slight smile. Though he hardly showed it, the trip was grueling to him as well. "Here we are."

To simply say the nights were difficult would have been an understatement. It seemed Silver Wind magic was something that came naturally and quickly to Silver, his reflexes surprised him at times. Summoning his spear, or using his magic in a way he hadn’t anticipated.

Though he was a quick learner Silver wasn’t particularly powerful in Silver magic, he showed on numerous occasions in his training that he possessed the ability to manipulate very fine control over it.

He was both thankful and disappointed when the training relaxed, he understood why, but to have something be so familiar to him was refreshing. He grasped onto Silver Magic like a life line, truly believing that it was an anchor to his past and by becoming more and more familiar with it he might just remember more.

When the came to the castle, the biggest and ultimately most fantastic thing Silver could remember seeing he also let out a shout of glee, though his was brought on by nothing more then child hood fantasies of knights and castles, dragons and princesses.

“This is…amazing…” He breathed as he look from the structure to his traveling companion, obviously waiting for one of them to lead the way to the castle.

"It is, isn't it?" Alan agreed cheerfully. "I mean, a real live castle."

"But...it's all run down," Reina pointed out. And it was more or less true; as they walked towards the entrance, it was obvious that the place was quite old, and time had not been its friend. The walls were crumbling; at one time there had been ramparts on top of them, but most of those had eroded to the point where walking on them was dangerous for all but the most agile. A few small holes were even scattered here and there, though not large enough for anyone much larger than a child to get through. Everything was also overgrown with vines and other flora.

"It's still a castle," Alan argued as they approached the front gate. Which was a bit of a misnomer, as there was no longer an actual gate there, but there was a watchman, who recognized Albion and let them through without question.

Inside the grounds things were a little better maintained; a few people were scattered about, but it was not the bustling one might expect from a castle.

"We don't have the numbers to maintain the grounds adequately," Albion lamented. "Keeping the necessary rooms in the castle in a decent state is a full time job for those that stay here. In any case, I will go meet with Sir Wilhelm. Alan, Reina, why don't you show Silver around? When you're done you can show him to his room."

They nodded, and Albion briskly left them to head inside the castle. There was a small pause as Reina realized something. "He...didn't actually tell us where Silver's staying, did he?"

"Err...no he didn't," Alan replied, a little embarrassed.

"Well, no use worrying about it now, we'll just have to ask him later. Silver, is there any place you'd like to see especially?" Reina asked. She wasn't very good at the whole tour thing, and with Alan's sense of direction she knew he'd be worse. Silver seemed excited about the whole thing, so he figured they'd just indulge his curiosity.

"I've never seen...." Silver paused mid sentance, realizing that he didnt know if he had seen a castle or not. He hoped if he did that they were all as amazing as the one before him. To Silver it didn't matter that the building was lacking what it might have had in its earlier years. To him it was what the castle represented that was so appealing.

The more he thought about it the more excited and happy he got. This castle, so far out in the middle of no where, was still standing it was a testament to what it stood for, goodness, determination, honor and courage. Those were all qualities that Silver wanted to mimic, things he wanted to relearn.

"It's not about how it looks.." He commented to Reina, giving her a warmful smile before looking back to it. "..its about what it stands for. Run down or not, this is amazing. You are truly blessed."

Silver went back to his own thoughts as they entered the grounds and he wouldn't come out of them until Reina said his name, even then he looked at her confused for a moment before realizing she was addressing him.

"Where do knights train?" He asked Alan specifically, Alan may not have been a full fledged knight, but to Silver he was, he upheld the storybook ideals, right or not there were the only ideals Silver knew.

Reina could help but giggle a bit, much to Alan's chagrin. It seemed that Silver still had the wrong idea about Alan, and was now extending it to the Enclave as a whole. "They don't really train knights here."

"W-We do have a training ground," Alan stammered in an attempt to recover from his embarrassment. "It's just that they don't train knights specifically; just general combat and magic training."

"We might as well go there first," Reina piped in, leading the way around the outside of the castle.

"Though...I'm not sure you'd want to train in knight's style yourself," Alan commented regarding Silver. "You seem like you favor movement over protection...I think wearing heavy armor would just slow you down."

"Well.. maybe not Knights in the storybook sense." Silver conceded to Reina. "But, as I understand it, the goal of the Silver Enclave is in and of itself something knightly. Right?"

When Silver spoke he took on a different persona for but the briefest of moments, he stood taller, spoke clearer and lost the boyish charm he normally had. He spoke like one might expect a diplomat to. Of course, it only lasted a moment before he took on his previous attitude.

"The training grounds would be fun." He commented excitedly. "It has been a couple of days since we have been allowed to train hard, and you are right Sir Alan, I dont think I would even be able to move in a knights armor."