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be dwindling by the day, and that was evident by the list of names that Sir Oblum read out that morning. It was a staggering number, somewhere around thirty or forty cadets had failed to show up after the summer.
She stood through the names, listening to them one by one and was even able to put a face to a few of them. One name that surprised her was that of Robert Little, the red haired boy that knew her brother and had bet on her to last only a year. The way he spoke she didn’t think he was the type to drop out that easily, but then she would never really know the reasoning behind his decision.
After the names were read Oblum went on about the requirements of a hunter and how hunter’s never quit and something about abandoning one's post, but Kile wasn’t really interested, for today was a special day in a hunter’s training. Today was the day that the hunter received their mounts. She could hardly believe they were actually going to give her a horse. She had never owned anything like that before. Tree had explained to them that once they reached their second year, they would be taught how to ride, but a year seemed so far away back then, and now the news was that the horsemanship training was being moved up and would be starting today.
There were no calisthenics on the account that Oblum had taken so long relaying the messages of the day and read off each name and judging its overall reaction from the cadets. The group was dismissed to the dinning hall for breakfast which returned to the standard fare of eggs, sausage, toast, potatoes, juice and anything else the kitchen couldn’t get rid of the night before. Kile still couldn’t bring herself to eat the sausage and the eggs weren’t looking very appetizing either, having spoken to a few birds had turned her off what was once her favorite part of breakfast, so she just settled for a plate of fried potatoes and a glass of juice.
“What’s your rush?” Kile asked as she watched Alex put away three sausages and down a glass of juice before she even sat down at the table.
“I don’t want to be late for class.” He said between mouthfuls. “Last person there gets the nag.”
“I doubt if that will happen.” Daniel said. “I’m sure the horses that the academy uses are top of the line. I can’t see Luke caring for anything less.”
“Or Boraro accepting it.” Kile added. “It would be a disgrace to the academy.” She added in her best Weapon Master’s voice.
“I don’t think you have to worry about Master Boraro, he doesn’t teach horsemanship.”
“Really.” Kile said, suddenly her day looked a lot brighter.
“Yeah, it’s Master Pike you have to worry about.”
Suddenly her day looked a lot darker, surprising how that can happen with just a few simple words. She had never had to deal with Master Pike directly, but he was the one that locked away the crossbows after the incident so no one could inspect them. It may have just been an oversight on his part or there could have been some kind of malicious intent, either way, he was either ignorant or mean spirited, not exactly the best of choices.
“What do you guys know of Quaineess Nyn?” She asked as she started in on her own breakfast. She didn’t tell them what happened that night in the Great hall, she didn’t see the gain. It seemed pointless to trouble them with something that didn’t concern them and what with Alex’s big mouth, she didn’t want the information getting out. There was no telling what Eric would try if he thought that Kile was starting rumors about him.
“He slew some type of Dragon… didn’t he?” Carter replied.
“If you believe half the stories they tell you.” Daniel said.
“Stories do have to come from somewhere.” Alex added as he finished his breakfast and was away from the table before anyone could respond.
This was not exactly the group to be asking. Carter was too interested in the physical aspects of the academy. If it had nothing to do
She stood through the names, listening to them one by one and was even able to put a face to a few of them. One name that surprised her was that of Robert Little, the red haired boy that knew her brother and had bet on her to last only a year. The way he spoke she didn’t think he was the type to drop out that easily, but then she would never really know the reasoning behind his decision.
After the names were read Oblum went on about the requirements of a hunter and how hunter’s never quit and something about abandoning one's post, but Kile wasn’t really interested, for today was a special day in a hunter’s training. Today was the day that the hunter received their mounts. She could hardly believe they were actually going to give her a horse. She had never owned anything like that before. Tree had explained to them that once they reached their second year, they would be taught how to ride, but a year seemed so far away back then, and now the news was that the horsemanship training was being moved up and would be starting today.
There were no calisthenics on the account that Oblum had taken so long relaying the messages of the day and read off each name and judging its overall reaction from the cadets. The group was dismissed to the dinning hall for breakfast which returned to the standard fare of eggs, sausage, toast, potatoes, juice and anything else the kitchen couldn’t get rid of the night before. Kile still couldn’t bring herself to eat the sausage and the eggs weren’t looking very appetizing either, having spoken to a few birds had turned her off what was once her favorite part of breakfast, so she just settled for a plate of fried potatoes and a glass of juice.
“What’s your rush?” Kile asked as she watched Alex put away three sausages and down a glass of juice before she even sat down at the table.
“I don’t want to be late for class.” He said between mouthfuls. “Last person there gets the nag.”
“I doubt if that will happen.” Daniel said. “I’m sure the horses that the academy uses are top of the line. I can’t see Luke caring for anything less.”
“Or Boraro accepting it.” Kile added. “It would be a disgrace to the academy.” She added in her best Weapon Master’s voice.
“I don’t think you have to worry about Master Boraro, he doesn’t teach horsemanship.”
“Really.” Kile said, suddenly her day looked a lot brighter.
“Yeah, it’s Master Pike you have to worry about.”
Suddenly her day looked a lot darker, surprising how that can happen with just a few simple words. She had never had to deal with Master Pike directly, but he was the one that locked away the crossbows after the incident so no one could inspect them. It may have just been an oversight on his part or there could have been some kind of malicious intent, either way, he was either ignorant or mean spirited, not exactly the best of choices.
“What do you guys know of Quaineess Nyn?” She asked as she started in on her own breakfast. She didn’t tell them what happened that night in the Great hall, she didn’t see the gain. It seemed pointless to trouble them with something that didn’t concern them and what with Alex’s big mouth, she didn’t want the information getting out. There was no telling what Eric would try if he thought that Kile was starting rumors about him.
“He slew some type of Dragon… didn’t he?” Carter replied.
“If you believe half the stories they tell you.” Daniel said.
“Stories do have to come from somewhere.” Alex added as he finished his breakfast and was away from the table before anyone could respond.
This was not exactly the group to be asking. Carter was too interested in the physical aspects of the academy. If it had nothing to do
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