Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160209154925/@comment-5583506-20160223171926

Trymir wandered alongside the recruits' table with a bitter expression. He didn't recognise these people, but he had heard the news of newcomers.

"Apprentice Evelyne?" he said sternly.

"Sir!" replied the Breton.

I am no longer an apprentice!

"Why wasn't I informed earlier of these newcomers?"

"Didn't want to wake you up after your long journey, sir."

"Couldn't care less about whether you wake me up or not. A man can't sleep after what I have seen anyhow. Still, these people have the decency to show some respect for their elders." He cast a indifferent glare at Theo and only the Gods knew what was going on inside the old Nord's mind at the moment. "Unlike some others..." he finished coldly. He then looked back up at Evelyne. "I was under the impression that you came here with Ran'Jinro. He didn't make it back?"

Evelyne froze up. What was she supposed to tell him? That Ran'Jinro was already sleeping with one of the new recruits? She knew that the old man had some weird way of telling whether people lied or not, but she couldn't tell him the truth either.

"He... is showing another recruit around the keep, sir", she said.

While it wasn't exactly a lie, neither was it the truth. Unless Ran'Jinro's bedsheets counted as another part of the keep.

"Hrhmh", grumbled Trymir and stroke his beard. "Tell your mentor that I want to see him as soon as possible. Concerning your recent assignment and of course..." He eyed the newcomers dubiously. "What to do with these people."

"Yes, sir", said Evelyne.

High commander Trymir grunted and continued to walk past the newcomers with his hands behind his back, proceeding out of the dining hall.

Evelyne gave out a sigh of relief and then sat down. "That could have gone... worse..."