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Taenaran absorbed this information but he wasn't sure what to decide using that information, he cared not where they started as long as everyone survived until the end, and maybe had some fun in the process too. He decided that causing internal strife would currently hence not be handy and so...

Taenaran was once more surprised, aside from the socially inept Athalar, another truly base character had involved himself in the conversation, this time cutting into it without any proper introduction or manners, he was not sure in what world these people were raised in but it was not one where...

"Ah vedric it is then!" Taenaran happily exclaimed as he was now finally put into a situation where he could move on to more meaningful conversation, and his question could finally be answered. "Well you see, my interest has been peaked by your large assortment of tattoos, I've never seen...

"Well I'm doing quite great of course, I serve the great goddess of the garden, no greater pleasure." He took a breath and with a friendly smile continued talking. "And what is your name then, if I may ask." Taenaran was rather confused as to why the bald man had gone around the most basic rules...

Taenaran was meekly following along as the group entered the great hall, he was rather new to this stuff and all the armored and sword wielding people rather scared him. The man that stood out though was the baldy, he had a great variety of tattoos on his skin in addition to his large repertoire...

"Did you spot any ranged weaponry miss rodea?" Heraklius inquired, seeing the situation they could essentially trap their foes inside the encampment and pick em off from a distance. "If they are not equiped with any reliable ranged equipment we could maybe either secure or destroy the...

"The layout of the area and if there are good ambush positions to begin with, sir." Heraklius had learned basic pathfinding as a marksmen and so he knew that if you wanted to pull off an ambush you needed certain factors, most important often were being obscured and the high ground, chokepoints...

"Sir, I've got a suggestion, how about Rodea and I maneauver to a relatively hidden position so that when the ambush starts we can fire at them from a safe and hidden position. Means we would also not be in the way of the more experienced fighters." Aside from the laughable pretentions of these...

After heraklius too handed over the kingsworth he turned to the tribune. "But of course it is diligence sir." Heraklius wasn't sure if it was the right answer for the tribune but to him the legion represented a diligent hard working force, a body of many who together would work to achieve...

Quite elated his superior seemed to be accepting him as a legionnaire Heraklius gladly followed along, making sure to keep up with the legion pace they made their way to Don.

Heraklius was glad that his friend saw reason, after stomping the heads in of the two remaining creatures and crushing the throat of the one in his hands he turned to his comrades. "Let us prepare to leave then, not much more to do here and we should probably look for that last kingsworth."

"Brothers, friends, tribune. Let us calm ourselves, we can find a solution to these things." Heraklius tried to ease the situation, he did not like seeing his superior and his friend fight. "Why not, if Ezzion and oleander so wish, let them both keep one and take full responsibility for its...

Heraklius was rather intrigued by the appearance of the random vision, but shortly after he was only disappointed to see it was a story about the false claimants to his rightful throne, disgusting. "An illusion meant to deceive us! Worry not my friends we know the light, the light that the...

Heraklius wasn't particularly interested in any of the loot so after confirming the carriage was safe he removed himself from the commotion, putting one kingsworth in his backpack for carrying and securing the perimeter, he was not looking forward to the mess that was going to ensue from the...

Heraklius wasn't sure what to say, the level of tactical ineptitude was astonishing, why in the world was so much manpower being dedicated to eliminate two weaker foes when the strongest one was still alive, maybe Iulius was right and this rabble did need a significant amount of drilling, all in...

Heraklius was toppled by the beast but luckily not specifically targeted, after managing to get himself back on his feet and position himself behind Iulius he loaded a second shot, hopefully this one would down one of the abominable creatures. The concept of reloading was inherently boring but...

"Glorious combat my brothers! Is this not a great time to be alive?" He bellowed as the monsters came into sight. Heraklius wasn't particularly stressed, just an ambush, he'd fought before and time taught him that this was just one of many occurrences, atleast he wasn't killing his fellow...

The morning was a great time, it was the start of something new, it was the opportunity to once more go into glorious warfare and it often meant you had something to eat. Heraklius had always liked the mornings and didn't have allot of trouble gathering his equipment for the mission "Good...

Heraklius, bruised and battered and his pride broken heaved an internal sigh upon hearing the tribune's words. "No sir, I am not pleased with my misconduct. I would preferably find a way to prove myself to you as a fellow brother of the legion, which means combat is what we will need." After...

Heraklius, having some visions of the past returning to him shuddered, the tone, the anger, and the punishment to come... all reminded him of his training, he proceeded to stand up and snap around to face Iulius. "Sir, I apologize for my unruly conduct! I will accept any punishment you have...