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While none would dare now to talk directly into the conversation, they did murmur on the edges. What they were saying the drunken ears of Lucian could not understand. If he did it really mattered not for this was a conversation between them and the Duke of Bordeleaux.
The Duke’s eyes shifted towards Adok, “I need time to mull over this Runesmith Adok. It will likely not be until after the coming culling concludes that I can give you something genuine.”
“Aye, I understand!” The Dwarf cheered as he grabbed Lucian, “May the Gods smile favorably upon our meeting. I thiink its time I get my friend out of here.”
Lucian was quickly tugged by the tunic and within moments the two of them were outside the tent. With a sudden kick Lucian allowed his stomach to empty itself upon the nearest patch of grass, trying his best to make sure that it did not land upon the elegant tents.
“That was great! He is not gonna stop us now.” Cheered the Dwarf as he patted Lucian on the back.
“Whaaat dooo… you mean?” Lucian said as his stomach continued to fight him.
“Why its obvious laddy. Your boss wants to make sure that you are going to be up to snuff when he starts having you trained. Who knows what, if you make a good enough show, they will make you into a Knight!”
“W-wha?” Lucian jumbled his words out of both surprise and acid spewing from his mouth.
“Hehe, lets see what happens Umgi. The battle is right around the corner I can feel it!” Adok cheered with a laugh.
>Make Prayers for the coming battle
>Train with the Dwarf
>Help to make sure others are prepared.
