Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160405011238/@comment-5824038-20160506175608

The Brass Knight sat down, leaning against a gravestone, and watched what was going on. It was good that the Breton was finally getting some training.

A glimpse of the training courtyard the 5th Halberdiers had used came to him, which made him nostalgic and sad. He quickly shook off these feelings and banished the memory, focussing on what was happening with Hawksly and the others.