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	“Ma’am with all due respect,” Though I didn’t really believe that she deserved my respect “, you are perhaps the worst commander that I’ve ever had the displeasure of serving under in my fifty-five years of combat. You don’t listen to my advice on matters which I know more than you do and you don’t heed what I say when it could save your life.” She looked at me arrogantly		“Ma’am with all due respect,” Though I didn’t really believe that she deserved my respect “, you are perhaps the worst commander that I’ve ever had the displeasure of serving under in my fifty-five years of combat. You don’t listen to my advice on matters which I know more than you do and you don’t heed what I say when it could save your life.” She looked at me arrogantly

	“You have conception of the differences and difficulties that we face here in the Valley.”		“You have no conception of the differences and difficulties that we face here in the Valley.”

	“I understand better than you are led to believe ma’am. I’ve fought those little monsters to the north and I can tell you that I’m glad that we haven’t been sent out there with the training that you currently possess. This little squad would get eaten alive.” With that said I left her spluttering in indignation at my comments as I dragged my sore feline tail back to my tent where I could get some more rest.		“I understand better than you are led to believe ma’am. I’ve fought those little monsters to the north and I can tell you that I’m glad that we haven’t been sent out there with the training that you currently possess. This little squad would get eaten alive.” With that said I left her spluttering in indignation at my comments as I dragged my sore feline tail back to my tent where I could get some more rest.

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	“Sir Knight perhaps we should use practice blades, because I fear that my own weapons are far too dangerous to spar with, lest I accidentally kill or wound you with them.” The simple reason for my precautions was simply because my blades were lethally sharp, they weren’t designed for use in a practice situation. The knight appeared to ponder my suggestion for a moment before he nodded		“Sir Knight perhaps we should use practice blades, because I fear that my own weapons are far too dangerous to spar with, lest I accidentally kill or wound you with them.” The simple reason for my precautions was simply because my blades were lethally sharp, they weren’t designed for use in a practice situation. The knight appeared to ponder my suggestion for a moment before he nodded

	“While my pride doth tell me that thou wouldst ne’er ~~tough~~ a strand of fur on my body, if thou dost disarm thyself, then ‘tis improper for me not to do the same. Practice swords it shalt be then.” I nodded slowly and then did something that I didn’t normally do. I unbuckled my heavy swordbelt and double baldric before I took them off and laid them down on the ground near the post that the knigh had tied his pony to. Now that I was suitably disarmed, I picked up the larger of my two practice swords and hefted it carefully in my right hand. The knight gazed at the second. “I fear that sword be too large for me.”		“While my pride doth tell me that thou wouldst ne’er touch a strand of fur on my body, if thou dost disarm thyself, then ‘tis improper for me not to do the same. Practice swords it shalt be then.” I nodded slowly and then did something that I didn’t normally do. I unbuckled my heavy swordbelt and double baldric before I took them off and laid them down on the ground near the post that the knigh had tied his pony to. Now that I was suitably disarmed, I picked up the larger of my two practice swords and hefted it carefully in my right hand. The knight gazed at the second. “I fear that sword be too large for me.”

	“Do you possess a practice weapon that is scaled for your size Sir Knight?”		“Do you possess a practice weapon that is scaled for your size Sir Knight?”
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	“They definitely do, I’ve killed my fare share of the bloody things, but they keep coming back for more.” He as he said that he reversed the direction that he was circling, getting closer to me, giving me a quick thrust, which I parried with my own weapon. The next several seconds we test each other’s skills and found we both were quite reasonable swordsmen. His speed and quickness belied the chain mail armour that he wore over his body. After a few more exchanges like that one we both got in a good hit. His connected across the enameled plates that covered my belly while my own blow hit his right shoulder. He grounded his weapon looking at me before he commented		“They definitely do, I’ve killed my fare share of the bloody things, but they keep coming back for more.” He as he said that he reversed the direction that he was circling, getting closer to me, giving me a quick thrust, which I parried with my own weapon. The next several seconds we test each other’s skills and found we both were quite reasonable swordsmen. His speed and quickness belied the chain mail armour that he wore over his body. After a few more exchanges like that one we both got in a good hit. His connected across the enameled plates that covered my belly while my own blow hit his right shoulder. He grounded his weapon looking at me before he commented

	“Thou art a most astute student of the sword Adòn. I commend ~~thy~~ on thine abilities.”		“Thou art a most astute student of the sword Adòn. I commend thee on thine abilities.”

	“I can say the same about you Sir Knight, you have a most complete understanding of how to use your body and your swords to your advantage. I on the other hand still have something to learn about how to use my sword to the best of my abilities with my new body. After all no Kelmar who claims to be a Swordmaster of the Black should be that easy to hit, and yet you were capable of hitting me with appearant ease.”		“I can say the same about you Sir Knight, you have a most complete understanding of how to use your body and your swords to your advantage. I on the other hand still have something to learn about how to use my sword to the best of my abilities with my new body. After all no Kelmar who claims to be a Swordmaster of the Black should be that easy to hit, and yet you were capable of hitting me with appearant ease.”

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Oberon at 16:58, 9 October 2007

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	{{author note\|These Metamor Keep stories are best read in order beginning with Enter the Tiger, followed by Claws of the Tiger, Hot Under the Collar, Castle Fever Cat, A Pointless Patrol, A Good Time, A Bad Time, The Bandit King, Conversations, A Visitor in the Night, Joy of the Hunt, The Trial, The Raid, and finally A Swing at the Mule.}}

	By: [[User:Oberon\|Oberon]]		By: [[User:Oberon\|Oberon]]

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	“You are on report for insubordination, reckless behavior, and negligence. I want to see you in George’s office tomorrow at eight-o-clock sharp.” I simply nodded in acquiescence before I headed back to my room where I could get out of my things and go have a bath. However when I reached my room I found a slip of paper from someone slid under the door		“You are on report for insubordination, reckless behavior, and negligence. I want to see you in George’s office tomorrow at eight-o-clock sharp.” I simply nodded in acquiescence before I headed back to my room where I could get out of my things and go have a bath. However when I reached my room I found a slip of paper from someone slid under the door

	'''''Adòn Naharél I believe that we would prefer to keep things here civil so I have yet to bring the Watch into this matter. You have destroyed my sign and as such I would like to speak to you about it. The sign needs to be replaced, how else am I supposed to get business? If we can’t keep this civil that I will be forced to bring the watch into this matter		:'''''Adòn Naharél I believe that we would prefer to keep things here civil so I have yet to bring the Watch into this matter. You have destroyed my sign and as such I would like to speak to you about it. The sign needs to be replaced, how else am I supposed to get business? If we can’t keep this civil that I will be forced to bring the watch into this matter'''''
	Drift; Edward Snow'''''		:'''''Drift; Edward Snow'''''

	I guess that I couldn’t get away from that and I would have to deal with it as soon as I finished my bath but that was something that I could take care of afterwards. I just hoped that the white Samoyed morph would treat me with more respect that Barbara had.		I guess that I couldn’t get away from that and I would have to deal with it as soon as I finished my bath but that was something that I could take care of afterwards. I just hoped that the white Samoyed morph would treat me with more respect that Barbara had.

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Oberon at 23:03, 3 October 2007

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	~~'''~~These Metamor Keep stories are best read in order beginning with Enter the Tiger, followed by Claws of the Tiger, Hot Under the Collar, Castle Fever Cat, A Pointless Patrol, A Good Time, A Bad Time, The Bandit King, Conversations, A Visitor in the Night, Joy of the Hunt, The Trial, The Raid, and finally A Swing at the Mule.~~'''~~		{{author note\|These Metamor Keep stories are best read in order beginning with Enter the Tiger, followed by Claws of the Tiger, Hot Under the Collar, Castle Fever Cat, A Pointless Patrol, A Good Time, A Bad Time, The Bandit King, Conversations, A Visitor in the Night, Joy of the Hunt, The Trial, The Raid, and finally A Swing at the Mule.}}

			By: [[User:Oberon\|Oberon]]

	I sat up out of my bed and thought about what I had been forced to do over the past few days at the Deaf Mule. I had been, as a form of penance for getting into a bar brawl on the first day of the Equinox Festival, washing dishes at the Deaf Mule. Tomorrow though I had to go out on patrol with the team of incompetents that I had been assigned to. Therefore today I had to spend some time practicing down in the practice field to ensure that my edge hadn't been dulled. I looked over at the clock ticking on my desk beside my sheaf of papers that I had written my journals on. I slowly pulled myself out of my bed and went over to the window and looked out over the inner ward of the Keep. I didn’t mind living here in the Keep but it was so restricted when compared with my old life. I had been a mercenary for more years than most people could believe and now I was stuck here at the Keep because of what I looked like. Don’t get me wrong I liked what I now resembled but it doomed me to spend the rest of my long life here in one part of the world. After several more minutes of standing at the window I turned and got dressed in my simplest clothing before I grabbed a towel and made my way down to the baths. There were a few people in the baths but by in large they kept to themselves. One person I did recognize was the dark raccoon swordsman that I had faced a few days before in the swordsmanship contest at the festival. Though I recognized him I didn’t go over to him because I preferred to keep to myself. That was just the kind of person that I was, I had been this way for a lot longer than most people had been alive.		I sat up out of my bed and thought about what I had been forced to do over the past few days at the Deaf Mule. I had been, as a form of penance for getting into a bar brawl on the first day of the Equinox Festival, washing dishes at the Deaf Mule. Tomorrow though I had to go out on patrol with the team of incompetents that I had been assigned to. Therefore today I had to spend some time practicing down in the practice field to ensure that my edge hadn't been dulled. I looked over at the clock ticking on my desk beside my sheaf of papers that I had written my journals on. I slowly pulled myself out of my bed and went over to the window and looked out over the inner ward of the Keep. I didn’t mind living here in the Keep but it was so restricted when compared with my old life. I had been a mercenary for more years than most people could believe and now I was stuck here at the Keep because of what I looked like. Don’t get me wrong I liked what I now resembled but it doomed me to spend the rest of my long life here in one part of the world. After several more minutes of standing at the window I turned and got dressed in my simplest clothing before I grabbed a towel and made my way down to the baths. There were a few people in the baths but by in large they kept to themselves. One person I did recognize was the dark raccoon swordsman that I had faced a few days before in the swordsmanship contest at the festival. Though I recognized him I didn’t go over to him because I preferred to keep to myself. That was just the kind of person that I was, I had been this way for a lot longer than most people had been alive.

Oberon at 21:58, 3 October 2007

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	“You are on report for insubordination, reckless behavior, and negligence. I want to see you in George’s office tomorrow at eight-o-clock sharp.” I simply nodded in acquiescence before I headed back to my room where I could get out of my things and go have a bath. However when I reached my room I found a slip of paper from someone slid under the door		“You are on report for insubordination, reckless behavior, and negligence. I want to see you in George’s office tomorrow at eight-o-clock sharp.” I simply nodded in acquiescence before I headed back to my room where I could get out of my things and go have a bath. However when I reached my room I found a slip of paper from someone slid under the door

	Adòn Naharél I believe that we would prefer to keep things here civil so I have yet to bring the Watch into this matter. You have destroyed my sign and as such I would like to speak to you about it. The sign needs to be replaced, how else am I supposed to get business? If we can’t keep this civil that I will be forced to bring the watch into this matter		'''''Adòn Naharél I believe that we would prefer to keep things here civil so I have yet to bring the Watch into this matter. You have destroyed my sign and as such I would like to speak to you about it. The sign needs to be replaced, how else am I supposed to get business? If we can’t keep this civil that I will be forced to bring the watch into this matter
	Drift; Edward Snow		Drift; Edward Snow'''''

	I guess that I couldn’t get away from that and I would have to deal with it as soon as I finished my bath but that was something that I could take care of afterwards. I just hoped that the white Samoyed morph would treat me with more respect that Barbara had.		I guess that I couldn’t get away from that and I would have to deal with it as soon as I finished my bath but that was something that I could take care of afterwards. I just hoped that the white Samoyed morph would treat me with more respect that Barbara had.

Oberon at 21:57, 3 October 2007

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			'''These Metamor Keep stories are best read in order beginning with Enter the Tiger, followed by Claws of the Tiger, Hot Under the Collar, Castle Fever Cat, A Pointless Patrol, A Good Time, A Bad Time, The Bandit King, Conversations, A Visitor in the Night, Joy of the Hunt, The Trial, The Raid, and finally A Swing at the Mule.'''

	I sat up out of my bed and thought about what I had been forced to do over the past few days at the Deaf Mule. I had been, as a form of penance for getting into a bar brawl on the first day of the Equinox Festival, washing dishes at the Deaf Mule. Tomorrow though I had to go out on patrol with the team of incompetents that I had been assigned to. Therefore today I had to spend some time practicing down in the practice field to ensure that my edge hadn't been dulled. I looked over at the clock ticking on my desk beside my sheaf of papers that I had written my journals on. I slowly pulled myself out of my bed and went over to the window and looked out over the inner ward of the Keep. I didn’t mind living here in the Keep but it was so restricted when compared with my old life. I had been a mercenary for more years than most people could believe and now I was stuck here at the Keep because of what I looked like. Don’t get me wrong I liked what I now resembled but it doomed me to spend the rest of my long life here in one part of the world. After several more minutes of standing at the window I turned and got dressed in my simplest clothing before I grabbed a towel and made my way down to the baths. There were a few people in the baths but by in large they kept to themselves. One person I did recognize was the dark raccoon swordsman that I had faced a few days before in the swordsmanship contest at the festival. Though I recognized him I didn’t go over to him because I preferred to keep to myself. That was just the kind of person that I was, I had been this way for a lot longer than most people had been alive.		I sat up out of my bed and thought about what I had been forced to do over the past few days at the Deaf Mule. I had been, as a form of penance for getting into a bar brawl on the first day of the Equinox Festival, washing dishes at the Deaf Mule. Tomorrow though I had to go out on patrol with the team of incompetents that I had been assigned to. Therefore today I had to spend some time practicing down in the practice field to ensure that my edge hadn't been dulled. I looked over at the clock ticking on my desk beside my sheaf of papers that I had written my journals on. I slowly pulled myself out of my bed and went over to the window and looked out over the inner ward of the Keep. I didn’t mind living here in the Keep but it was so restricted when compared with my old life. I had been a mercenary for more years than most people could believe and now I was stuck here at the Keep because of what I looked like. Don’t get me wrong I liked what I now resembled but it doomed me to spend the rest of my long life here in one part of the world. After several more minutes of standing at the window I turned and got dressed in my simplest clothing before I grabbed a towel and made my way down to the baths. There were a few people in the baths but by in large they kept to themselves. One person I did recognize was the dark raccoon swordsman that I had faced a few days before in the swordsmanship contest at the festival. Though I recognized him I didn’t go over to him because I preferred to keep to myself. That was just the kind of person that I was, I had been this way for a lot longer than most people had been alive.
	Some hours after breakfast I headed down to the practice ground in full battle array with both real swords as well as practice swords in case someone wanted to spar with me. Once I reached the ground I found went over to where the archers were busying themselves by shooting arrows at the straw butts in that were lined up against the wall. I pulled my atlatl out of its position beside the quiver and nocked a spear-
			Some hours after breakfast I headed down to the practice ground in full battle array with both real swords as well as practice swords in case someone wanted to spar with me. Once I reached the ground I found went over to where the archers were busying themselves by shooting arrows at the straw butts in that were lined up against the wall. I pulled my atlatl out of its position beside the quiver and nocked a spear-dart before I looked down range at my target before I tossed the small spear with only as much force as I needed for it to reach the target . I repeated the operation four times and then waited while the archers finished firing arrows at the targets before I walked down towards my target to check my aim. I was satisfied by the results because the four darts were each embedded in the target all within half an inch

	Adòn Naharél I believe that we would prefer to keep things here civil so I have yet to bring the Watch into this matter. You have destroyed my sign and as such I would like to speak to you about it. The sign needs to be replaced, how else am I supposed to get business? If we can’t keep this civil that I will be forced to bring the watch into this matter		Adòn Naharél I believe that we would prefer to keep things here civil so I have yet to bring the Watch into this matter. You have destroyed my sign and as such I would like to speak to you about it. The sign needs to be replaced, how else am I supposed to get business? If we can’t keep this civil that I will be forced to bring the watch into this matter
	Drift; Edward Snow		Drift; Edward Snow

	I guess that I couldn’t get away from that and I would have to deal with it as soon as I finished my bath but that was something that I could take care of afterwards. I just hoped that the white Samoyed morph would treat me with more respect that Barbara had.		I guess that I couldn’t get away from that and I would have to deal with it as soon as I finished my bath but that was something that I could take care of afterwards. I just hoped that the white Samoyed morph would treat me with more respect that Barbara had.

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