Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160209154925/@comment-25038310-20160225191553

Allant was unsure how to respond to this, although he could relate to the captain in a certain way. He did not fight for Outsiders, or city dwellers. The latter always mumbled and whispered things behind his back, calling him incompetent and lazy.

They constantly insulted and berated him for teaching his pupil how to fight with a greatswird, instead of fighting against other beasts.

He realized that sitting on a bench in Kilkreath was indeed wasting potential.

He didn't fight for anyone but himself and his pupil. He came here to fight against something. Perhaps ouy of spite, or self pity, or some sort of obligation he felt. Whatever it was, it didn't matter. He knew what he wanted.