Barracks

Fiontann was standing in front of the ruins of the Barracks, arms crossed, head tilted slightly to the right, letting his hair fall to the side, a frown was formed on his face. He was standing motionless like that for some time, one couldn't tell if he was contemplating or just looking at the charred remains of what once was the Barracks of The Black Steel.His cloak was moving with each torrent of air that was passing, as well as his hair, revealing his face.

The raid went good, we attacked  the bandit's camp and managed to make them disperse, unluckily the leader escaped, Athlenah's father as it seems. He was shouting at his men all the time but when his time came he disappeared, what a leader... I wonder why our prisoner was that loyal to him... I am sure we'll meet him again and I will make sure that I will learn why!

The day ended pleasantly after a lot of work and Fion left the village with a smile fixed on his face, him and Anriett were done with the Barracks and the tavern. Both grounds were ready to be used by the Order, one would provide a roof over the members' heads and a training spot and the other with food, maybe occasionally friends would be invited there as well.