Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160209154925/@comment-5583506-20160227212231

"Ah", said the Argonian. "Hmm. I see... Well, I guess you must be newcomers then? How does it feel to be here in Fort Slayer? Horrible, I bet. Especially with all these... RATS!" she exclaimed the last word as she furiously pointed to one of the little critters running over the stone floor just behind Ja'Keil. "Pardon me", she excused and grabbed a broom.

The rat seemed to be very well-experienced with the Argonian's antics and decided to scatter.

"Get back here, you fuzzy little bastard!" she snarled and smacked with the broom after the animal, but to no avail.

The rat had already crawled back in under a cupboard full of tools.

The Argonian grinded her teeth in pent-up anger. "Pesky nuisances", she grumbled and returned to the recruits. "You are the newcomers then, I take it? But yes, I am Has-Many-Teeth. Some people call me Too-Many-Rats when they think that they are being funny." She furrowed her brow bitterly. "They are not."

The archery range was long and composed of several yards for multiple practicians. Built between the ground and the arched ceiling in the distance was a tower in which a lookout supervised the whole area to make sure that there were no accidents of any kind.

"That's correct", smiled the Dunmer woman. "Are any of you experienced with range weapons of any kind?"

"Might want to share them with the high commander then?" suggested Reman. "So you are my only student then? Pity there aren't more who are willing to enjoy and learn the diplomatic work of the recruiter."