As you walk out of the hall feeling proud of yourself, having accomplished your goal of joining the companions you walk into the training yard only to be immediately interrupted by a man. His armor and sword shines slightly in the sun as he looks at you critically with a glare his arms crossed over his chest, a small half glare in place he speaks “So you are the new whelp? I expected someone a bit more impressive” The man says in a monotone voice beginning to get on your nerves
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