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Barracker entered the leather workshop in Valhiem.  Nimuer Farlorn’s establishment.  The man wore a big smile on his face and greeted Barracker.  Barracker knew Nimuer from purchasing his armour from him many years back, shortly after leaving the army.  Nimuer understood the problem as soon as Barracker entered the shop, his leather armour had been torn to shreds, this time from a water domain user, he had explained.  The grin did not drop and Barracker felt at ease with the man as he studied his leather piece eyeing the damage.  Nimuer came from round the counter, wearing his green apron on, his hands receiving the leather, light armour from his hands and looked it over once more before giving him a price on fixing it up.  It was a bit higher than usual as being caught in Zigmunds water blast had torn the armour, ripping it apart completely.  The fabrics all split and separated, Barracker knew this would be a lot of work for the man in green but Barracker had faith in Nimuer, his craftsmanship was on par with the Blacksmiths reputation.

Once business was done he left the shop and next on the list of things to do was sort his tower shield out and return to Gildor Hammerfist for the repair of his helmet.  Getting all his gear sorted would cost him quite the sum and leave him near to nothing, taking most of his money from the funds received from the mission awarded, most of it going to the expensive Orichalcum claymore to be forged back to new.  He knew to find a tower shield, the barracks at Paladin’s respite would have one.  The Barracks were reliable and offered a number of shields, including tower shields for the different styles practised by Paladins in training.

[Color=Green][i]The courtyard may be quiet around this time.[/i][/color]

It was late afternoon by the time Barracker picked up a two-handed sword and tower shield and began swinging, shadow fighting and practising his stances and sword strikes.  To be an effective soldier you must always practise, prioritise and stay true, his late mentor’s words, he will never forget, his voice loud, saying the words in his head as he watched the skies being bombed with fire.  [Color=Green][i]The enemy is  still on the doorstep.[/i][/color]