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Started by Brian, April 04, 2004, 01:50:30 AM

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Brian

Breke's back in the seat where you originally saw him, drumming his fingers against the table-top.  He doesn't look up, but asks, "Back so soon?" when you enter.
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Bjorn

Bjorn shrugs.  "It was made fairly clear that they don't care for my input into the strategy."

Making his way over to the table, he pulls out a chair and sits down.  "We have two days before the Dreadmarch arrives.  Will that be enough time for me to finish the training that I must?"

Brian

Breke frowns.  "Doubt it," he replies dryly.  "Hope you're a quick learner; we might as well start now."

With that, Bjorn enters rigorous training to learn how to sense threats while blinded....
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Brian

After losing track of time in training, Breke pronounces that you've learned to hone your reflexes 'well enough'.  Before you can ask him well enough for what, there's a knock at the door, and you're called to the ceremony.

This thread now ends, as we proceed to: The Fantatic Waltz.
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