Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140614015650/@comment-5543592-20140618011009

Emrey sat back down next to her, tightening his armor up. "They would work us like dogs if we didn't get up right away.  A couple recruits actually attacked someone for not waking up immediately.  Thus, I learned early on that the very, very, early bird does not get held down and beaten with socks full of soap." He checked himself to make sure he was equipped before dragging his sheath next to him. "Besides, I didn't break my back or any thing.  I just got a cut on my chest." Emrey pulled the front of his shirt out to inspect it. There was shallow indent in his chest, and a jagged scar a few inches long, and about a centimeter wide. "Eh, what's one more scar."