“The snow might slow us down a bit, but the men are ready.”
“Good,” the Anamerian said sounding content.“And how are our new recruits?” The Anamerian picked up his cloak and quarterstaff and turned to face the captain. The left side of his face showed scars on his cheek that were still healing.
“They are being divided into groups now. While the weather is a minor inconvenience, it will allow us to evaluate each man before we begin proper training on our next stop.”
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