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Palace Jotenvarr

The Garden of Blades and Grand General Davos

The squad of Trignita was led by Illian to a courtyard that was closer to the north end of the castle, but equidistant between the east and west sides. The halls of the palace that the sqauds stayed in wrapped from the main hall in the south where the main entrance was all the way around the east and west ends, meeting at either side of The Garden of Blades.

The training grounds of the royal guard seemed rather appropriately named, as the wide grassy courtyard had several areas where old weapons and shields had been stabbed into the ground. These placements of arms actually appeared artistically pleasing, and were each surrounded by beds of flowers, and finally labeled with a plaque. Inspection of these signs would depict the names of great fighters and leaders in Jotenvarr history, including their birth and death dates. The bright sun shone with unforgiving intensity upon most of the courtyard, save for the southern end, where the walls of the palace would block the light if one was to stand against them.

Standing in the center of the garden alone when Trignita entered was a rather tall and heavily armored man with a long blonde ponytail, and a spear. Upon arrival, Illian explained that the man in the courtyard would be the issuer of their second trial, and that she would meet with them again afterwards, leaving the team in the presence of the knight. Those familiar with history and those who have trained in the knight's academy knew him as Grand General Davos, the leader of the Jotenvarr armed forces. As Trignita approached the center of the garden, Davos looked upon them and spoke.

"If you have passed the first of Illian's tests, then you already have an expectation to meet." He stated with the blunt force of truth as he stood at attention towards the group, his hands folded in front of him and his spear impaled into the ground beside him. "For those of you who do not know, I am Grand General Davos. And I will be overseeing your second exam. At the conclusion of your testing, you will all participate in a tournament by order of his Majesty King Alexandro, to determine whom shall be awarded a position in the Royal Guard. It is for this reason that I believe that a test of your combat skills now is necessary. If you cannot match the might of a Royal Guard, then you do not deserve to join their ranks." Davos rose one hand and let lose a loud snap between his fingers, and the shuffling of feet and clanking of armor marched its way from the southern doors to the center of the courtyard. Standing before Trignita now was six guards, clad in the royal crests of Jotenvarr and carrying various different weapons. The first three wore metal armor not dissimilar to that of Davos's though less decorated. One carried a sword, one an axe, and one a lance. Two of the other three wore lighter armor made of studded leather and plate straps. One stood with a bow stowed across their torso, and the other had several daggers tucked away along the outsides of their legs. The last of the guards wore lavish robes and held a tome in one hand, and a staff in the other.

"You shall each test your skills against one of my soldiers. Those who best or hold their own in a duel here will move on to the second stage of this exam. Let us begin." Davos nodded towards the assassin guard, who nodded in return. The other five guards took a large step away from the soon-to-be arena, and the assassin drew a dagger, pointing it at Claude.

"Give me this one." He demanded as he pulled his hood over his head, obscuring his eyes as he tilted his face down. "A lumbering fool like him will not keep up with me."
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