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[b][color=265828]Time:[/color][/b] Morning
[b][color=265828]Location:[/color][/b] River
[b][color=265828]Interactions:[/color][/b] Rowan [@GingerBobOh]
[b][color=265828]Mentions:[/color][/b] None
[b][color=265828]Equipment:[/color][/b] Longsword and Plate Armor[hr]
Well, peace and quiet lasted so long. 

Barrock's eyes slid open to a menacing blood red hue, the lost black dot swimming through the blood making its way to lock vision with the man who just arrived, a light elf. He wasn't particularly hostile, which was a first and a plus to release tension from his eyes. But still, someone was taking this place? He hadn't heard of this since the last time he came here. 

[color=265828]"Hmm."[/color] 

His eyes closed to conceal the eye roll. It irked him quite a bit that someone were to be here, but after some thoughts, Barrock was technically irregular, and if they were to have used it for training purposes in the time he hadn't been here, they had more claims to stay. 

It's not like he couldn't just be forceful about it.

[color=265828]"We can wait. For now."[/color] Barrock replied, his eyes looking towards the river then back to Rowan. [color=265828]"What is this...training that I have not heard of?"[/color] 

But instead, he wanted to learn a bit more about it. A conversation wouldn't hurt, aside from maybe a slight temper.