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Post by Benjamin Freed on Jun 23, 2009 15:17:26 GMT -5
CLANG, CLANG, CRASH! "Rrrrah!" CLANGCRASH! iS That all you got soldier I hope, for your sake that you got more that that!" Came the commanding voice of the large man dressed in standard military plate armor. There was no magic in his barracks. Plus, Seeing their commander in the same uniform as everyone else, seeing his show humility, boosted moral.
He had just been sparing with a few of the lower ranked soldiers. to see how everything was coming along. In truth they where doing superb, but letting them know that may cause them to slack off, and so he played the part of the too tough teacher so that they would keep working to better themselves.
The soldier he had been fighting was on the ground and panting like an over heated dog. "Well I guess that's enough from me for now. Thomas, keep up the good work, we don't want these boys thinking they can put off practice." He said to the commanding officer who was training this group of soldiers. "Sir, yes Sir!" He said with a fist to his heart in salute. Ben gave a nod and proceeded his inspection of the barracks.
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