[center][color=#008b8b][h2]Fionn MacKerracher[/h2][/color][/center]
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At Renar's rolled eyes and explanation of himself, Fionn couldn't keep the smile off of his features. [color=#008b8b]"Your altruism never fails to astound,"[/color] he said after a moment of stifling a small laugh. [color=#008b8b]"Nobody ever does think about the headsmen, or the people that have to maintain the gallows in all this, do they?"[/color] He ought to try and reinforce the point that some of the others had made, likely, if only from the standpoint of personal faith...but he had a sneaking suspicion that trying to do so wouldn't have the intended effect.

Taking the opportunity to poke fun at Renar, however, was a path that should always be taken when presented so clearly. That wonder answered, it was back to the more pressing topic. Disquiet about Jeremiah could wait, wondering just what had gotten into Fleuri's head could wait. The other...

[color=#008b8b]"I don't know that Lucas will ever be cut out for this, at least not the way [i]we[/i] are. He wasn't raised to it, he isn't inured to it, and his skills don't suit the knight he's trying to be. That could change with some hefty training, but..."[/color] He glanced around, nodding at a growing pile of arrowheads that one of the apprentices was forging. [color=#008b8b]"Someone ought to impress upon him that he could better serve in a different role. He could be a capable scout, I've got no doubt that he could make a fine archer. We just need to make him realize it, and make him actually [i]think[/i] before he rushes into the middle of things, otherwise he [i]will[/i] get himself killed."[/color]

Easier said than done, of course; Fionn wasn't even a full decade older than the youngest of the knights, but even that time was enough for him to look back and recognize just how little sense or planning went into anything he did.