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The Bard Babe

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  1. Right! Here we go! 

     

    Progress to Sergeant

     

    Choice RP:      5/5 Complete

     

    Leadership RP:     5/5 Complete

     

     

     

    Progress from WS 6 - 7 

     

    (Can I use this solo training RP as a thing?) 

     

     

     

    5/5 complete

     

    4/5 (but a super long first post haha)

     

    https://dragonmount.com/forums/topic/97394-a-visit-to-the-medics-attn-cass/

    Progress to Lieutenant

     

    Choice RP:   5/5 Complete 

     

     

    More to come v soon yew

     

     

     

  2. (Is it too late to bump this? I'm going to say it's fine haha)

     

    Arkin groaned at his most dramatic when Arinth said the fatal words. He put a sorrowful hand on his friend's shoulder and shook his head. "Arinth my dearest friend, I rescue you from that bloody den of paper and this is how you repay me? Now why would you go and say a thing like that?" he asked. He fixed Arinth with a beady eye. "Anything that goes wrong today is all your flaming fault," he told him. "However, as I am ever your brother in arms, I shan't tell a soul that today's inevitable misadventure came from your tongue. My lips are sealed." He put his hands on his hips and shook his head, bouncing on his toes and setting his bells a-jingling. "Now then!" he announced. "Let's go be Band ambassadors. That's what we're here for, right?"

    Arkin vaguely remembered something about a well, but he left that for when the higher ups had figured out an order of events. Arkin was more than happy to go firm up the alliance and drag Arinth along with him. 

     

    In very high spirits, Arkin spotted a pair of black uniforms gathered in a tight huddle. Of course, he spotted plenty of other people too. He kept tabs on the important parties as the groups slowly shuffled, awkward now they were in each other's space. The Band were not used to working with others, but they were certainly more used to it than the Black Tower or the Wolfkin were. This alliance would be important. Even just the tiny delegations each group had sent today made for a fearsome crew. Perhaps they weren't the most battle-ready, or the most cohesive, but Arkin would rather drink an infantry brew than come across this motley crew in a dark alley. Imagine them when they were actually able to work together.

     

    Well, that all started with a conversation. He grinned and winked at the new trainee Tris - she seemed to have just joined the Band one day and never left. She got on the nerves of plenty of  officers, but Arkin found her antics hilarious. He really ought to get on top of her training. That was something he was meant to do now, wasn't it? She'd already struck up a conversation with a black coat. Good on her. It was their turn now. Arkin checked to see if Arinth was still with him. He usually was. 

     

    Arkin approached the two huddled asha'man and smiled brightly. "Morning, gentlemen!" He stuck out a hand. "Arkin Fletcher, Scout from the Citadel. Here to do the grunt work. And yourselves?" 

     

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