Landeel was standing at the side of a ring in the courtyard watching the sparring match in the middle. Marco was one of the fighters, and across from him was his opponent, Lukas Du Montagne, his older brother and the middle of the three. Lukas was also known as 'The Wolf of the Mountain' for several reasons, among them were his speed, strength, cunning, and, of course, his armor. Lukas' armor was finely crafted, though it wasn't that ornate, it spoke to him being a noble. The armor's design resembled a wolf, the helmet shaped to a snout and ears, a cloak over his back. To complete the effect Lukas uses clawed gauntlets for weapons, making him seem more akin to some sort of feral beast than a man. The armor bore no Templar markings, Lukas was not with the order, he was merely visiting Thanermere. The two brothers were on opposite sides of the ring, lukas with his claws bared and Marco with his axe drawn. A few other Templars had gathered to watch the match as well.

   It was Lukas that struck first, lunging forward swiping his claws to either side of Marco, who backstepped to avoid the blow and responded by bring his axe in an upward strike, which was deflected by one of Lukas' claws. Marco turned aside another swipe from Lukas with his own gauntlet blades and went for a counter but with a sweep of Lukas' leg He was sent to the floor and the claw that stopped close to his neck signaled his loss, it wasn't a very long fight. Lukas chuckled and the claw by Marco's throat turned over to help him up, the gathered templars some fell back into their previous tasks as the brothers left the ring. Landeel, Marco, and Lukas soon found themselves in the hall, drinking and sharing tales and news from home. simply being merry.