As Edges memory stumbled upon an old Anah marching call, he began to whistle to its melody, the grass beneath his feet shifting in the wind.

"Show yourself stone-thrower!" cut short by a shout - Edge turned, among the tents he saw two men. One of which held a wand of some sort, or perhaps it was just a stick - Sephi maybe by the look of him. The other however was definitely a Templar Knight or Captain of Anah, his armour gave him away.

"You! Step forwards!" Again a shout from the tents, too far away to tell who spoke, but the tone of authority suggested the Templar. Sephi need numbers behind them before they become even remotely confident. With a sigh of frustration, Edge reluctantly began to alter his course, heading for the tents.

Edge spoke to himself as he stepped. [color=0072bc]Oh yes I saw them Sir, whole gang of em Sir, damn stone-throwers from Beglais Tor! If I see them again I'll be sure to teach them a lesson Sir!
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Chuckling to himself, Edge drew nearer to the two men. 

He was right, it was a stick. 

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