(Having a Flintlock pistol does make sense at this time, just so you know, they ususally look like this: LINK)

Veyd Sahvoz
(I know) "And what makes you think I'm not going to hold back?"

(Hold back what?)

The Orc scouts and Paalus rode out.

"Hey...heard you're an assassin." "Yeah, you helped Baroth and then betrayed him. Twice." "Who are you again?"

"I'm a killer."

"Yeah, sure."

epic AKH

(YOU DIDN'T GIVE PAALUS ONE?!!)

The Orc scouts and Paalus rode out.

"Hey...heard you're an assassin." "Yeah, you helped gro-Baroth and then betrayed him. Twice." "Who are you again?"

"I'm a killer."

"Yeah, sure."

(No, Makor is so far the only one using it. It's still being tested. You don't have to say "gro" Baroth, just Baroth) 

 

Falin wandered the grounds, enjoying the slight breeze that offered respite from the heat of the desert. It seems we won't be going anywhere until Paalus and the others return. Her eyes scanned the groups of training soldiers. Perhaps I should take Tiberius up on his offer. Though I'm not sure of my chances to actually win.

She approched the group, watching them spar. Their weapons and armor glinted in the bright sun. Swords whistled as they cut through the air before clanging loudly as they slammed down on shields.

Makor hits one of the rookies with a stick <"Back straight!"> (Training is as hardcore as this: LINK, the yelling is obviously Makor) "Falin, where have you been?" 

(Yeah, that's pretty much any military training. But weren't you inside with Draconus?)

Ahkrinfeynvokun

(Yeah, that's pretty much any military training. But weren't you inside with Draconus?)

(Not anymore, I was out training the Orc guys) 

"Taking care of some messages," she replied watching the training group.

<Dismissed!"> One of the Orcs mutters an insult, he hits him again with the stick <"Go back to your mother!">

Falin snorted, quirking an eyebrow as the grumbling trainees. "This normal?"

Ahkrinfeynvokun

Falin snorted, quirking an eyebrow as the grumbling trainees. "This normal?"

"I need good men, not milkdrinkers that can't take pain." 

She shook her head. "Well you've certianly got your work cut out for you then."