Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160209154925/@comment-25038310-20160220112401

Allant was forced to wait outside, standing guard outside of the room while he crossed his arms. He did not want to be present in a room where a woman undressed in order to go to sleep, and neither did she want him (if he strayed close at least).

Allant took this time to reflect upon the decisions he had made - travel to this fort, and training to become a beast slayer. He was worried, obviously. Not just for Allenna, but if she could make any friends. He didn't want her to become a Hunter with him (if he even managed to become one, although he was quite sure of himself), and preferred to see her far away from the battlefield. He knew it was against her wishes, but it would probably be best for her.

And as for the matter of friends.. well, he did not quite like the look of any of these people, and he probably wouldn't trust them when the time came. Of this he was sure, although he knew that would need to change soon. When he thought of it, a masked knight like him probably didn't eye all too pretty too.