When: June 2nd, 1894
Where: Ambrotos/Heilig Border
Word Count: 7356
He made a thoughtful noise, considering it for a moment, then looked around the yard once more. There were five others, mostly students and teachers from the look of it, but there was one man who seemed to be alone. Darshil didn’t recognize the man, but he seemed to have at least a decent knowledge of the saber he practiced with.
“What about him?” Darshil asked, pointing towards the dark-haired man, “Is he one of your regulars?”
Yurik looked over a