Krow
Apprentice
Walking up at the crack of noon Baibh rolled over uncomfortably, he grunted once and sat up to begin the ritual of putting on his clothes, boots and weapons.
“Not made fer mornin’s ‘Hats fer sure.” He grumbled as he lumbered towards the door of the house he’d been staying in. Cracking it open he was welcomed to the sights and sounds of a midday Lux and made his way grumpily towards the Homeguard barracks where he had business of his own accord for once.
Walking Past the stone walls he called out, “STIG! XAMOT! CATO!” like a Lummox and waited, hope that they’d heard him and would also be frustrated that a militiamen had just summoned his superior officers.
“Not made fer mornin’s ‘Hats fer sure.” He grumbled as he lumbered towards the door of the house he’d been staying in. Cracking it open he was welcomed to the sights and sounds of a midday Lux and made his way grumpily towards the Homeguard barracks where he had business of his own accord for once.
Walking Past the stone walls he called out, “STIG! XAMOT! CATO!” like a Lummox and waited, hope that they’d heard him and would also be frustrated that a militiamen had just summoned his superior officers.