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“You are all dismissed. Prepare to hear the herald’s call when war comes!” The Captain announced as he barked off the rest of the assembled forces.
Lucian had to swim through those that were leaving to make it to the Captain. The man wearing the gold and blue colors of Bordeleaux as his garment. Such was an honor not given to mere peasants, but those of the Yeoman rank. However he was still a peasant and for that Lucian had no qualms about approaching the man.
“Captain Basile, a word!” He spoke trying to reach forward for the man’s attention.
His named called the man’s attention was pulled towards Lucian who looked at him with a curious eye. He looked upon him for only a second, “What do you want welp?”
“Is there a chance for more training my Lord? I have been here for the last three faces of Mannslieb and…”
Lucian noticed there that the man’s eye was far more focused than it was before, “Ah, you're the lad the Duke grabbed. So you were expecting more?”
“I…” Lucian did not want to discredit the words of the Duke as he heard the manshook his head, “I want to better myself.”
“Well keep coming in. You are getting plenty of training.” Said the Captain as he walked away without another word.
Lucian raised the copper coin that was given to him for his work here today. He would make his way back to the Temple of Morr just as he had the previous two times. But was that really the best use of his time?
Lucian had to wonder to himself as he picked up his scythe in wonder.
>Train in the courtyard
>Head to the city
>Travel the country side
>Go back to the temple.
