I want you guys to cut down on the Myrmidons! Really! I need a balanced party, not a whole bunch of myrmidons, shamans, mages and archers. XD If they were to get into a battle, with this group, they'd all get slaughtered by a few knights, wyvern knights, and cavaliers. Even with the one strong Cavalier already in this group. Try and even it out with a few fighters, or something. Knights would be good. But, anyway, this is just an introduction chapter, to get all of the characters introduced, and I'll get back into the story soon again.
"Who's this Cress guy?" Sin asked bluntly. Kyren's face showed a mized emotion; between pain and anger. "A fallen comrade." He said, galloping over to the crew. "ROLE CALL! LINE THE HELL UP, ASAP, AND PRESENT YOURSELVES!" Kyren roared, making the crowd jump, and everyone stared towards them, and the new commander of a lesser battalion.
"I'M GOING TO WHIP ALL YOU SLACKERS INTO FORMATION! YOU BETTER GET USED TO THE YELLING, BECAUSE IF YOU ALL KEEP IT UP LIKE THIS, YOU'LL ALL BE SLEEPING IN THE DIRT, WITH NO DINNER!" He roared, as the strange group scattered and assembled into position. They stood in a crooked line, which infuriated Kyren more.
Using the sheath, he approached one of the Myrmidons, who was chatting to a female mercenary, who was staring straight ahead, back straight, feet together, arms at her sides. She knew what she was doing. "Hey... c'mon, talk to meee. I just wanna get to know you better..." And then he was sharply slapped across the face with the hefty sheath from a large steel blade. The myrmidon went tumbling back, his face stinging. HIs long brown hair got in his green eyes as he stood up quickly, reaching to the side of his baggy green shirt, where his sword hilt was, but it wasn't there. "Thank you." Sin said, walking away with the slim weapon over his shoulder.
"HEY!" He said, as the sheath was brought down on his head, as Kyren reprimanded him. "Moron! This is a camp for the training! NOT SOCIALIZING WITH WOMEN!" And he was lost for words. "But he took my sword!" And Kyren nodded. "You were about to attack me." He said, and he growled. "What is he, your pet?" And Sin looked over. "Huh? I was just getting my friend a replacement blade for when I broke hers..." He said, and the male Myrmidon growled again. 'He's just making an excuse to brown-nose...' He said, as he watched Sin give Terra the new blade.
"AT ATTENTION, PRIVATE!" He roared, and the Myrmidon was ripped from his seething thought, and returned to his usuall mood. "You can present yourself first." He said, and the myrmidon sighed. "Fine.." he said, and he cleared his throat, in mock military tone. "MICHAEL HARPER, MYRMIDON, SIR!" he said, with a grin. "Keep up the sarcasm, and no dinner." Kyren said in response, and Michael rolled his eyes. Kyren looked down the line. "So much work to be done..." He said, as he cleared his throat. "STRAIGHTEN UP ALREADY!" He said, slamming the actual blade against stone, causing a loud clang.
"Everyone after Michael, present!" Kyren yelled, after getting them straightened. The next person down, to Michaels glee, was the mercenary he was hitting on. She was in perfect form, blade at ready against her shoulder. Kyren nodded in approval with a smile. "Good form, present yourself, private." and she nodded, twirling her blade, and sheathing it. "The name's Hanna, SIR!" She said, promptly. Kyren laughed. "It seems you've been an army before. Obvious, for a mercenary." He said, looking over her, appraising her, looking over her long blue hair and green eyes. "Well, at least I have one ordinate ready enlistment... but can you fight? We'll learn later at practice." He said.
Next one down, was a glum looking shaman, who was following the same suit as Hannah, with proper form, but not as tight. But nonetheless, still good enough. He had pale skin, and dark hair, dull black eyes, and thin glasses framing them. His hood was down, and his hair was short, but reaching down to the tips of his eyes. "Present." He said, not one for users of dark magic, of which there were a couple in this group. "... Keith." He said quietly, looking up from analyzing the ground, blank eyes meeting Kyrens stern ones. Hannah, looking forward, spoke to Kyren. "Please, don't be too harsh on my brother, I will pull his load, if he cannot carry it. He's just a bit timid, and not combat ready yet, but he wanted to join because he wanted to protect me." She said, and he looked back to the ground, embarassed. Kyren placed a hand on the fourteen year olds head, playfully. "Will do."
Moving down, he approached another shaman. This one, though, wasn't as timid, and if anything, seemed a bit sly, conniving, even. His hair was long and silver, pulled back into a long braid, his dark green eyes glinting as he smiled at the commander. "Hiyo, Shaman. I'm more than ready enough to battle." He said. Kyren nodded, almost scornfully, at what almost seemed like arrogance in him. The next in line was another mage, looking around nervously. "Hello, commander... I'm Kitch... and I doubt I'm good enough to serve in this squad... but I wanted to join to prove myself to my family..." He said, as he ran a hand through his short brown hair, blue eyes looking around at everyone, as if they were judging him.
He walked down the line, and ran into an archer. "Present." He said, and she nodded. "Faith, professional sharpshooter!" She said, and he looked her up and down. Snow white hair, and sharp auburn eyes, of maybe 18 years of age. She saluted him with a quick grin, and he moved down the line to Sin and Terra, skipping Lysalia, already knowing her. "Present." He said to Sin, who was not even looking in Kyren's direction. "...Huh? Oh." He said, turning around to look to Kyren. "Sin. Professional treasure liberator. Also, I sometimes play with voodoo dolls." He threw in, just for humors sake, making everyone look down the line, at him, and he waved at them, with a twisted smile, pulling out a small white doll. "I havn't decided which of you will be this one, so I'd suggest you be nice to me." He said cheerfully. They all looked away quickly.
Kyren rolled his eyes, and moved on to Terra. "Present." He said, and she nodded. "Terra, noble from the family of Rild." And Kyren nodded, but then did a double take. "Say what!" He said, and she frowned. "I cast off my heritage, so I could gain my own recognition, not live off my family's." She said, and he nodded, looking at her strangely. "Rild?" Sin asked, and Terra nodded. "The richest family in Bolstar." She said, and Sin snapped his fingers. "I shouldve robbed you sooner... mind if you point out your family castle?" He said, and she hit him sharply.
"At any rate... AT ATTENTION!" Kyren roared again, as everyone snapped out of chat, and into the line again. "I will be training all of you today. Today, from now, until we receive a Call to Arms, when we take up our weapons and fight off whatever that may throw itself at our country. We are not to stir up political conflict, but to protect our own home, regardless of our goverment. We are the shield of Bolstar, the iron gate that prevents the good people here from death. Never falter, never lose sight, never lose hope. Steel your hearts, for from now on forward, I will drive you to the very brink, and make each one of you respected by your peers, respected by your families, your country, and respected by yourself. Ready yourselves, because the very turn of each of your stories will be directed by me, and I will lead each of you to greatness." He said, with a dramatic silence. "Now... take up your weapons, and move towards the practice zone, I'm going ot test you all out... see exactly what you're all made of." He said, as they all followed, in a straight single file line, behind their mounted leader, with a new respect.
"Soon, I will tell you all, why, exactly, we need an armed guard." Kyren said, looking back at the group, and they all nodded, and all the other captains looked at Kyren with new respect. Although Xacaryus, stood off to the side, laughing. "When war reaches our door, they'll all fall." He said, laughing hysterically, walking towards his practicing unit.
There we go, I should be able to get another chapter in sometime later today, if I'm lucky. Well, hope you enjoyed it, and I'm not really accepting anything for the squad besides heavier units. Everything else will turn up later in the story. Well, hope you enjoyed it, and stay tuned for another chapter by none other than me.