The Stellan faced forward, watching as the Lieutenant made his way through the training grounds towards the group of Privates. The training hall itself was a vast space, filled with various equipment and weapons neatly arranged along the walls, the floor marked with sparring circles and agility courses. Sunlight filtered through high windows, giving a glow to the polished floor. The elf was curious to see what was about to happen, considering this meeting had been called abruptly. The Lieutenant’s voice echoed through the hall as he began to address them, “Good morning, Privates.” He paused to clear his throat, his pale blue eyes scanning the line of soldiers in front of him, clipboard in hand. “I hope you’re all well-fed and ready to work. We have Colonel Himura here with us this morning to see just how much you’ve trained. If you’re lacking, we'll know. Yes...this is a test.”
Lieutenant Farner adjusted his glasses, the glare from the lenses momentarily hiding his eyes. The Dragon Slayer’s colleagues had already noticed the Colonel in question, and many were practically drooling over him. Whispers floated through the group of wanna-be Knights, some clearly unprepared for the test. some nervous, others excited to see the Colonel. Rhea, on the other hand, had barely realized he was there until he was mentioned. Him-who? she thought, tilting her head slightly as she tried to figure out what all the fuss was about. At first glance, Colonel Himura didn’t look particularly threatening. He had pink hair, which was an unusual sight in itself, but Rhea knew better than to judge a book by its cover. Appearances could be deceiving, a lesson she had learned time and time again.