Scott
Lance Gominton

Fretasburge, Azarga

Lance pulled out his two handed sword and put it into a fighting stance. He took a deep breathe, and locked eyes with Levi. The gravity between them was intense. He put his foot back, watching the cold bored face of Levi. He ran full force and swung down upon Levi. Levi blocked it with such finesse like Lance had never seen. Lance stood back and kept swinging with intent to disarm Levi, but to no avail. He never let up, and Levi didn't even look intrested in him. Lance, for a moment, lost his cool and started swinging with intent to kill. Levi was startled by this and started on the offensive. Levi quickly disarmed him and Lance calmed himself. "Sorry, i just.." He picked up his sword and walked back inside.
Clara
Levi Cortez
Fretasburge, Azarya

Levi fought, and for the first time he felt his blood pumping again. He kept a straight face, and due to his extensive training over the past couple of years avoided the blows of the bigger sword. As Lance grew angry, Levi realized that this could not last any longer, and quickly disarmed him. Lance apologized and returned inside. Levi followed him. 

"You are quite alright." Levi said, laying his sword back in its case after cleaning it. "Everyone gets frustrated. But if you pull another stunt like this, especially in the field, it may cost you more than a hit to your ego." Levi said, sitting back down. "We will discuss this more tomorrow. For now I'm going to take a hot shower and go to sleep." Levi said, opening the door for him. "If you go to the inn across the street you will find a room with your name on it. Have a nice day."
Scott
Lance Gominton

Fretasburge, Azarga

Lance walked into the inn and saw the room. All he could think about was this new experience he felt. He never had to lose his cool just to get someone to fight back more. He didn't know what else to think besides the thrill of it all. He knew that this was going to like this job. He disarmed himself and took of his armor. He laid on his bed and rested his bones. His last few thoughts faded and he fell asleep.
Clara
Levi Cortez 
Fretasburge, Azarya

Levi tossed in his sleep, his head a mess of tumbling images fighting each other in a battle of colors and sounds. One moment he was in the midst of a great battle, the next laying beside the woman he loved. The next second the sword was against her neck, and he couldn't move to save her. He stood and watched the sword slide across her neck, and all he heard was his entire world crashing down all over again, and in his dream, he shed a tear. Everything cracked, and like a lantern shutting off his mind went black, and he woke up, his eyes flowing like a raging river, his chest rising and falling with each breath. He sat there for a moment, and the hours passed like sand sifting through his fingers. Next thing he knew the sun's light was blinding him, and he forced himself out of bed. He walked over to the cracked mirror along one of the walls, and cleaned his face with a rag. There were dark circles under his eyes, and his eyes were red with exhaustion and sadness. He walked over to the inn and instructed them to tell Lance to meet him at his office.
Scott
Lance Gominton

Fretasburge, Azarga

Lance awoke to the banging on his door and a paper being slid underneath. "*Meet me in my office as soon as you can*" He sprung awake and looked at the coin that Levi had given him. He placed the coin in his pocket and sat down in his bed. He thought about what his father told him everyday of his life. "The difference between life and death is who you put your trust in" He sat there and for once thought about those words. He equipped his armor and grabbed his sword and went to Levi's office. He paused for a moment to appreciate the sun. Then he opened the door to see Levi awaiting him in his chair. Lance sat down and waited for Levi to speak.
Clara
Levi Cortez 
Fretasburge, Azarya
Levi watched Lance enter the room, and he relaxed a little in his chair. "A few basic rules for our partnership: 1. Know what you are delivering. If someone hands you a letter and tells you to deliver it, but does not instruct you not to read it, read it right away. You may be delivering anything from movements to coded messages, and I expect you to know how to decode them. 2. I am paying you, so you work for me, not anyone else. You report to me directly. 3. You speak, you die. That's all. Now I need to know where your knowledge has began and ended. I will test you in three areas, reading and writing, complex thinking, and strategic planning. These are the areas I need you to be efficient in, but if you aren't at least capable then I have no need for you." Levi said, writing in his notebook something that Lance could not see. "Also you will need to keep that coin you took yesterday. There's something special about it that identifies you as one of my people. Keep it on you at all times, and should you get into trouble with thieves and bandits, press the face on the coin, and my insignia will reveal itself on the back of the coin. Most bandits will recognize it and back off, but those that do not crush without abandon." Levi said, demonstrating with his own coin. "Everyone's coin is different. But the insignia is the same." Levi said, showing that his coin had more intricacy along its designs than most normal coins.