[h3][color=00a651]Torok Stonehammer[/color][/h3] [color=39b54a] Training with his brothers, [color=ed1c24]Torius[/color] and [color=0072bc]Tordek[/color] >>> At the Smiling dragon pub // Morning -  Afternoon[/color]


The forest was quiet in the early morning sun. A slow breeze whispered past blooming flowers and quiet trees. Small sounds of insects and tiny creatures could be heard now and then. All seemed peaceful in the forest near the Winged Defenders keep. Few would venture this close uninvited, who knows who could be watching. However, in the midst of some strong oak trees one would find more than a few straw men roped together around a tree. All having red and white targets painted on their chest and head. Just one of the many strange things one would see this close to the keep.

A rustle in the brush gave away the position of a man with a bow. One arrow was released and found its target the chest of one of the straw men. Then another arrow from another direction found its mark in another straw man, then another and another. Multiple arrows from multiple directions found their targets. Many cloaked figures dashed from tree to tree, firing once before disappearing.

Through this explosion of activity the figures drew closer through the barrage. Until finally a figure wearing a green cloak burst from the tree line a sword in one hand and a knife in the other. The man cleaved through a straw man then threw the knife into another target on the tree. Two more figures burst from the tree line one after another and repeated the action against their own targets.

When the dust finally settled and everything quieted down except for the breathing from the men. The trio moved up to one of the targets on the tree. Multiple arrows were stuck in the painted wood, the arrows all had different colored fletching. Blue, green, and red. The same colors dangled from the necks of the men in the form of stones and leather necklaces.

They all pulled back their hoods as they inspected the target. One thing peculiar about these men was that they all had the same face. The man with the green necklace spoke first, [color=00a651]“Hey Torius looks like your shots are going high again. I thought you fixed that issue.” [/color]the man joked.

Receiving a push from the man with the red necklace standing next to him. [color=ed1c24]“Well Torok, at least my shots aren't dropping low and to the right.”[/color] the small red gem glistened in the sun light. None of the stones were cut in clean angles. They mostly looked like they were broken off of a larger piece.

The last man who seemed a bit more mature than the other two just kept quiet slowly pulling the arrows from the targets. The silence from the man while he retrieved his arrows and his knife got the attention of the other two. Soon they all began to pull their arrows from the tree. [color=0072bc]“In a few hours our training might not matter, maybe we all get picked. Maybe none of us get picked. Then what? They separate us and put us in different squads?”[/color]

The silence still continued as the other two lost their smiles, Torok spoke up after retrieving his arrows. [color=00a651]“Don't worry Tordek no matter what happens we will still be brothers, they can’t take that from us.”[/color] the smile crept back over his face while he watched the other two finish retrieving their arrows. [color=00a651]“Besides I'm sure we are going to get Stoker dragons like our older brothers.”[/color]

Torius smiled as Torok talked about their brothers. [color=ed1c24]“Yeah I bet Borius and Boron are having fun patrolling on the eastern border. The thing I can’t figure out is what's up with our family and twins. Still, can’t wait till Sara and Sasha are old enough to start this training. I bet they get Dark Dragons”[/color] all the brothers seemed to laugh this time as they began to head back to the village.

------------------ Back at the village ---------------------

The village was a hub of activity, people coming and going through the main gates. A few guards checking people here and there. Most seemed to be in a good mood, why wouldn't they. The majority of the people here where training to become winged defenders and very soon more Defenders will be chosen. The others are here to sell things or get ready for the eventual celebration and feast that was sure to follow.

More than a few familiar faces were moving about as the brothers moved towards the local pub. This had been their home for the last year while they were training. Team work came naturally to them, they had been used to working together for nearly all their lives. So being able to move and fight together nearly seamlessly was something that stood out to their teachers.

What they have noticed with other team work activities and where they thrive even against teams with more experience. They just summed it up to the fact that they have complete faith in each other’s ability’s and know exactly what the other will do. It’s a bit strange when they throw someone new into the mix. But, the brothers are good at adapting as well. All things their father taught them, the mountain of a man known as Vordek Stonehammer was a well-known name in the last war for his scouting and ambush tactics.

The trio of brothers soon found themselves at one of their favorite locations. The local pub. It had a name but the brothers always called it the smiling dragon. Their favorite waitress was working again, “[color=ed1c24]Miss Tabitha[/color]” Torius called out as the other two brothers took a seat at the bar. “[color=ed1c24]Could we bother you for some food and maybe some water?[/color]” a smile and a nod. The girl never really spoke too much.

“[color=00a651]Thank you beautiful[/color]” Torok added, always a charmer when he was in a good mood or with his brothers. The eyes of the trio soon wandered about the small establishment and caught a familiar face towards the other end of the bar. [color=00a651]“Hey Sabine who's your friend?”[/color] Torok never had an issue with the foreigner although some did go as far as calling him a spy. The man seemed to have been here about as long as they had anyway.

The triplets did mumble a few things between them as they looked over the newcomer. Other than the different colored necklaces and fletching on their arrows, the triplets were dressed and looked the same. Same long black hair and scruffy bearded, same piercing green eyes, same body type and speech patterns. Honestly they do this out of a shared interest to mess with people. They have also been accused of using allusions to trick people as well, but it’s all in good fun.

[@Zetsuko]
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