A quick Summary of my character: Artemis Highmore has server nearly thirty years on the grand estate of Duke William Banesfield. Born into the life, he spent his youth in the fields, working under the hot son. Eventually he was chosen by the Duke to be the apprentice of the stable master. With the passing of the stable master in the winder to Artemis' twenty fourth year, he was elevated to the position. He has spent almost four years in the position, loving the work and the animals with passion and holding a deep loyalty to the Duke.
The sun hung in the western sky, making its steady progress towards the distant mountains. The air hummed with the summer insects, busily going about their short lives with an energy that outshone humans. Mixed with the ever present buzzing were the scrap of a metal fork and the soft collapsing of piles of hay. Horses neighed in their stalls, watching their keeper as he went about his labors. The thick muscles of his body, a body carved from manual labor and menial work upon the Duke’s grand estate, worked in perfect harmony as he moved about the stalls, clearing them of refuse and sifting out new straw for the beds of his companions, the Duke’s horses. His mane of black hair hung upon his sun darkened shoulders, clinging slightly with the sweat of a day’s labor. His lips were split slightly, a soft hum issuing forth as he focused upon his task.