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[Brian]

"Is that all?" he asks skeptically.  "Fine, then.  I was committed, anyway.  At first, it was for money.  But now that all of my friends and followers are dead, it's for revenge.  You'd never convince me that a pack of assasins just 'happened' to show up and kill everyone but me.

"Someone out there, on the side of the Dreadmarch, has decided to try and get in my way.  All I want is someone to tell me when I'm on a slope, and get me into the battle.  I can manage it from there.  For Hamar, for the fallen ... for money, for glory ... for all of that ... but most of all, to stop the Dreadmarch."

[Bjorn]

Bjorn smiles.  "Then we have a bargain.  Now.  What do we need to do, before the Dreadmarch shows up?"

[Brian]

Breke makes a thoughtful noise.  "We need to train you to survive long enough to do your job," he decides.

[Bjorn]

"And what does that entail?"

[Brian]

"Awareness of your surroundings," he says, nodding.  "It's an art ... a science, really, to be fully aware of your surroundings in battle without relying on your eyes.  Do you think you can try and learn that?"

[Bjorn]

"Yes."  Bjorn shrugs.  "Trying is easy.  If it can be learned, I'll do my damnedest."

[Brian]

"We'll start tomorrow," he says, frowning.  "Tomorrow ... not much time, eh?  Well, think on it.  It'll help."

[Bjorn]

Bjorn nods, and then remembers.  "All right," he says aloud.  "Do you think you could spare me for the next couple of hours or so, then?  I would like to return to Lord Kevin and, if possible, find out what the tactical situation is."

[Brian]

"Eh.  That's fine," he says.  "As long as you don't die before this is all over, anything should be fine."  Fumbling a bit, he manages to slide the plate of stew over in front of himself.

[Bjorn]

"All right, then.  I'll be back soon, Sir Breke."  With that, Bjorn makes his way out of the chambers, closing the door softly behind him.  Frowning up and down the hallways, he does his best to retrace his steps back to the war-room.

[Brian]

You manage to find it after a bit of searching -- the same two guards bar the door when you arrive.

[Bjorn]

Bjorn comes to a stop before them, and nods respectfully.  "Could you let Lord Kevin know that I have returned?" he asks.

[Brian]

The guards dubiously raise their eyebrows, but the one on the left goes into the room through the doors, and takes a minute to return.  When he does, he nods at you, and says, "Go on in."

With that, they open the doors for you and wait expectantly.

[Bjorn]

Nodding his thanks, Bjorn steps into the room and bows to its occupants.

[Brian]

Lord Kevin is still behind the desk, now talking in a low voice with the armored man.  Mirallia sits nearby, looking worriedly back at you.

When Lord Kevin sees you, he breaks off and calls across the room, "And how did your match against Breke fare?"