Set Fire in My Brain

He wasn't surprised when she said that she was in charge of everyone's training; she looked well built for the part. Although armor and weapons had never been in his mind before, it wasn't something he was entirely unfamiliar with. Although the grade of armor and weapons was by far better here than he'd ever seen, many from his homeland adorned various clothes and things, including armor when necessary. Magnus was young then, too cocky to care much for protecting his flesh then. Scars told stories, reminded you of your wins and losses to make you stronger... but he was getting older now and as much as he loved fighting, he also wanted to live through it.

"I've never considered armor or weapons before, but warriors live to fight and protect, not die." Her serious tone didn't bother him in the least, and his matched. While he might be sarcastic a lot, he was hardly ever not serious. When she asked if he had any questions, he paused and mulled it over a bit, wondering a few things but only settling on one.

"Why a child?" Referencing back to the meeting minutes ago, he glanced over at Resin then to see if she even had an answer. If only he'd been here earlier... then that rank might have been his.

"Speech!"
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