Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150409160545/@comment-17114085-20150424133045

(Oh yeah, Sunny. Didn't Damian head to Shornhelm to speak to the regent?)

It was a long day of tests and training. Sir Alodie called it off near the evening. Jovron was starving. He and most of the other innitiates went to the dinning hall, a large room with numerous tables to seat all the Crows. Dinner had already started, so the elf got in line to get some food that was being served in the north side of the room.

Jovron could see the food from where he was standing. It looked a bit unappetizing, but at this point he'd eat almost anything. Once he got a plate he sat at one of the empty tables. Two of the other innitiates then sat with him, Gregory and Paur. Jovron ignored them and just ate his meal. He spotted Rahd in the dinning hall. Damn, I forgot about him. His hand went involuntarily to his sword.

Paur saw this. "You planning to fight the rapist?" he asked.

Jovron had been following Rahd with his eyes, seeing if he tried anything. When the archer spoke he snapped out of it. "What? No, I'm just...I'm just seeing if he tries anything. He threatened me back at the courtyard."

"Ha, no wonder. You took him down no trouble in a few seconds. You beat everyone else you fought against." Gregory said. "If he is smart he'd stay away from you."

Paur laughed. "You're the one to talk. Not really the sharpest sword in the armory. You let yourself get hit so much you'd be full of holes if we were actually fighting."

"I let myself get hit to counter their blows afterwards." Gregory explained.

"Not an effective strategy in a real battle. You'd be dead before you could counter." Paur said.