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[center][color=7CFC00]Acolyte Cantor Amentha[/color][/center]
[right]Location: A7 - Ordo Benevolence[/right] 
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[color=7CFC00]"Yes, Sister Laina."[/color] He responds. [color=7CFC00]"I might not be the most vicious with the blade like my Brothers, but I did receive some training around axe and shield. Enough to earn coin for my monastery."[/color]This is a fact with an asterisk behind it. The monastery's combat training for Cantor focuses on teamwork, squad formation, tandem footwork, and raising a shield. He was trained to block arrows for his brother, to raise his shield in tandem with his brother, and to lunge an axe at an opening his brothers had made. 

This was good enough for the Head Priest. After all, Cantor is an embalmer. One of the few good at the job. As such, Cantor did not see much action compared to his other more combat-oriented brothers. The furthest Cantor ever traveled as a mercenary was during a 2-week caravan escort. It was 4 towns away. The most noticeable thing on the road was the merchant's diarrhea and eventual succumb to fever. It was a sunny day. 

Cantor knew the difference in his combat capabilities when compared to those with more experience. However, what he did not anticipate was how much his dependency on teamwork and cooperation from others hinders him. Without them, Cantor was just a guy who knew how to raise a shield and swing an axe. A mediocre one at that. 

[color=7CFC00]"Do you have any suggestion for my motion earlier? You seem to be the most accepting of my idea." [/color]He motions her to a nearby empty table, away from other Acolytes at work.