Nakhti chuckled softly.
"Yeah its in the past. Three years after the fact now i know. I have seen crap too thats what i get for three years of being a wandering mercenary."
Nakhti turned his eyes to the sky and remained quiet for a moment trying to review his memories and see where his training was left at.
"My training was incomplete.... my father Cyris.... felt that i had to review the basics before i learned the more advanced and dangerous techniques."
Nakhti sighed and flexed his wounded hand.
"I can't belive they make such fragile mugs eh Tig?"
Nakhti tried to change the topic knowing he would be brooding about this for a while.
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