The Soldiers Quarters

[Prince Arthur Pendragon]

The Soldiers quarters ismade of of many tiny rooms, each containing a bed, a small table and a single cupboard for storing a uniform. Soldiers of all divisions use these rooms, and they make useful resting places after training sessions.

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[Jared Tempest]

It had been a while since the first time he had first called this room his own. Rumours and small talk among the other trainees and freshly graduated soldiers had come and gone, between the boy's endless training sessions and errands for his mother. She was immensely proud of her talented son; he would soon be paying his own way, bolstering the pair's income with his own wage on top of the bakery's profits.

But at what cost would that extra little bit of financial security come? Jared was a soldier now; training to kill, and possibly die, in the name of His Majesty. He had chosen the dark path of the Assassin's division, a career for which only a select few among Camelot's military were destined. The tasks and challenges which awaited this young graduate would require of him a great deal of mental strength and resolve. Training drills were easy enough, but at the most he would be facing off against harmless dummies. When the time came for him to begin fighting for his life and his King... would he have the strength to claim the lives of the opponents to come before him?

The answer to that impossible question remained to be seen. Jared hoped, if only out of fear of falling terribly short of Prince Arthur's hopes and expectations, that he would find it in his heart to do what must be done. Until then, he would continue to train, work, and contemplate. The few hours' reprieve he found were often spent here in his room, where he would simply lie upon his simple bed and ponder the gravity of his new circumstances...

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