One could hear a cracking sound as Khar smashed the head of an squire of the order on the pavement. He took a bite from the piece of chicken in his right hand while the squire moaned in pain. 
[color=red]"Stand up boy. If this would have been a real fight you would have been dead."[/color], Khar had the reputation as one of the hardest trainers of the order. He never let his students catch a break or get away with failure. [color=red]"In a few years you will thank me for that broken nose! Now get up!"[/color], the young squire stood up and cleaned the blood of his face with his hand. [color=red]"That is the spirit! Now attack, this is no fun for both of us boy."[/color], the only reason Khar trained squires was because he was ordered to. He hates to fight against opponents that were so much weaker than him, training against a knight however...

Just as he said that a courier ran in the trainingshall. "Sir, you are ordered to visit Grandmaster Edward!", the courier proclaimed and showed a document. Khar blocked the attack of his trainee and swiped his legs away, then he directed his attention to the courier. [color=red]"And why is that errant boy? What does the Grandmaster want?"[/color], he slowly got closer to the courier and pierced him with his eyes. The courier tried to stutter something when Khar disrupted him with his laugh, [color=red]"Dont worry errant boy, I will go see the old Edward immediately, you go search for the others."[/color]

Khar took his weapon and left. [color=red]"Training is over for today."[/color]