Fang

Adjusting the red scarf around his neck, he busied himself by practicing with his two swords. He'd been told to act as he saw fit by Sun jian, which suited him fine. He didn't want to be a servant for anyone, but he knew that he had to settle somewhere soon. He couldn't run around forever if he wanted to find his memories again. That was his main ambition at the moment.

"You, commoner!" A general called to him as he and his bodyguards rode by on a group of horses, "Show some respect when your superiors are among you!"

He ignored the general, launching into a complex series of cuts and slashes that was quite impressive to witness. Unfortunately, said general decided to be stupid and try to assert his dominance over him by intimidation. Suffice to say said general was stopped by Sun Ce. Waving goodbye to the livid general, part of him wished that the general would die. He didn't voice that as he sheathed his swords and followed Sun Jian's eldest son.

"Sorry about that one, he's a glory-hungry old grump." Sun Ce said, catching in a headlock as he led him to his father's tent.

"No worry, Lord Sun Ce, I'm just relieved I didn't have to turn one of my weapons on him." He replied, internally frustrated about being so uncharacteristically caught off guard."