The Mechanical Era

Ridge's sharp ice blue eyes opened up as he woke up early in the morning. He looked outside his apartment window to find the streets still covered in darkness. The sun seemed to not have gone up yet. He turns his head over to see his wife was still fast asleep.

He got off the hay bed to get ready for work soon. He rinsed and rubbed his teeth white, washed off his face with the few amount of water they had, and put on some new clothing for the day.

By the time he finished eating the breakfast alone and ready to leave, his wife had just woken up, with her hair messy and her face dirty. He grabs his leather bags and moves towards the door.

"Honey, I am going off to my training." he said.

"Wait!" she replied.

"What is it?"

"Make sure you have everything." she replied.

"Honey..."

"Listen, you won't be home for all day. Waiting a few seconds won't kill you." With that, he checked his bag. From the inside, there was wooden box, and brown leather bottle.

"Is your lunch there? Your water?" she asks.

"Yes, it is there." Ridge replied after his eye spots the items she was talking about.

"Alright then, be safe out there." she replied. Ridge gave his wife a goodbye kiss, and left the room. He walks down to the near empty streets of the city, with it's wood and stone builds with using hay for roofs. From the street, he can see the people opening their windows, ready to start their day.

After walking for about 40 minutes on the paved stone road, he arrived to the knight hall of the city. The building was a classical marvel, standing 15m tall with 3 stories. It's windows were made of clear glass, it's stone brinks all painted white, and it's roof was made distinct from the wood and stone buildings that he normally see.

The building itself acted as sort of a defensive wall, as it surrounded the palace expect for one side. Taking a deep breath, he entered the building. His eyebrows raise in surprise at the glamour of the building. The floor seemed to be made out of marble, with the hall being held together with stone pillars with patterns carved into it.

The knights there either were in a suit of armor holding their weapon of choice, or in their royal uniform, which consisted of a piece of white and purple clothing. Ridge, who stood in front of the door, stuck out like a sore thumb.

Ridge slowly approaches one of the receptionist by walking on the red carpet placed on the floor. The receptionist behind the dark oak desk was a man wearing a white tunic with a purple armband. He smiles as soon as he notices Ridge.

"Hello there citizen. How may I help you today?" he asks.

"My name is Ridge Myers. I came for the police training held today." Ridge replied. The receptionist pulled a drawer and looked at some papers.

"Oh! You came early. Go down the right hall and to the left out to the field. The instructor will be there soon." he replied. Ridge thanked the receptionist, and went on his way. Ridge walked to the field, and found nobody was there.

He decided to hang around, see what happens. After spending a few minutes, one person, with similar clothing to Ridge, came over. As time went on, more and more people arrived to the field, all claiming to be police officer recruits. In only a matter of minutes, the field was filled with people.

They all talked around, wondering who their instructor will be. Ridge kept his eye on the door, waiting for someone else to come out.

...

A woman, with ruby red hair and green eyes wearing her royal uniform, was in her office finalizing some paperwork. In front of them were a bunch of men, all in brown hemp clothing holding many strips of parchments.

"A black shirt made of wool compromising a white armband, black pants and calfskin shoes. That is the description of what we need. How long will it take to make their uniforms?" she asked.

"Considering the palace is willing to pay a higher price, in about a month? Maybe less." one of them replied.

"Although, we need to see them first. Otherwise we won't be able to make a proper judgement." said another.

"Fine, Let's go then." she replied. They walked down the stairs to the receptionists. The two men both stood straighter in her presence.

"Knight Kristina, how can we be of service?" they asked.

"I would like the attendance of the police officers." she replied. The two gave the papers they had. Kristina looked at the papers closely.

"No absentees?" she asked.

"No Knight Kristina, they all came." he replied.

"Good. Have a nice day" she said and walks over to the right hall with the man following behind. As soon as she walks out, the recruits went silent. Kristina walked right up to the field, standing in front of the disoriented crowd.

"Stand attention!" she ordered. The recruits, although it took more than Kristina was used to, stood straight.

"Form a horizonal line!" they did as they were told.

"Welcome everyone to your first day of training as a police officer. My name is Kristina Robins, the commander of the knight hall. I will be your instructor for today as sire himself put me up to the task for you all." she said to the recruits.

"Before we start, however, this man right here needs to take your measurements. Once you are all done with your training, you will receive a uniform once your training has completed." she said. The tailors then went on, one my one, to take their measurements.

They all asked for their names and use their parchments to measure the recruits, and wrote them down in a small notebook. Once they were done, the tailors walked up to Kristina, where they talked in private.

"How long will it take?"

"For them, less than a month." they said.

"Alright, good." she replied.

While the tailors left, Kristina got up to the recruits.

"Now that line of business is done, we shall start your training!" she said to the recruits.