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— Candaeln —[/center]

Judging by appearances a nights sleep and time away from any of the constantly multiplying number of maids did little to improve the knights mood. His was a ground floor room, of course. Not actually traveling or expecting to see combat today Indrau wore his 'blues', a long leather coat of identical cut to his usual one with a blue base and white accents with pearl buttons overlaid with silver lions. His sword and armor, while the same ones as the day before, were cleaned and polished. The attire was absent of any trace of gold. It was very likely that he had been awake until the early morning getting ready.

Sword in hand as the weight on his belt tended to add to the pain of his injury, Indrau walked out into the main hall. Thankfully for the sake of his sanity, the knight was just late enough to miss the introduction of the newest of the orders growing cadre of servants.

He headed straight out through the main door and headed towards the practice yard where it might be easier to focus. He paused at the sight of those already present, holding his distance so as to not intrude upon their conversation although it appeared that it was nearing to an end.