Are you what they call a war... horse?

As he continued his bout of exploring with Maverick, he broke off for a bit as he ventured out on his own toward an open field on the other side of the old farm land they had stumbled upon. At least from a distance it didn't look like anything too spectacular so he didn't feel like he had to drag Maverick out of bed to go take a quick look. It was pretty early in the morning, but he hadn't really felt like sleeping in for once. It was one of the last days before they made it back to Ashen after their adventures and he was pretty eager to get back and tell Ike about all the stuff they had seen.

When he started to make his way across the plateau, he began to realize this place was a little more than originally met the eye. Something shining in the sun and poking out of the dirt caught his eye and he moved toward it—only to realize that more pieces of metal in various shapes were stuck in the ground and laying in clumps of grass all over the place. The more he looked the more he saw and he blinked with surprise as he took in the realization. Quickly he began to wonder where all of this came from or what any of it even was, but he wasn't sure he was awake enough just yet to really form any kind of real hypotheses over that very broad question.

"Remus Armada"