“If that is the best you can do then you are a sorry sack of excrement and an embarrassment to your whole clan!” R&R shouted to the new recruits that he had up at an ungodly hour. However, that was his job. To break in the new recruits and make them earn the rank and title that came with being a Guardian. Right now they were doing push ups in the mud with what may have been metal buckets of water that he weighted down a bit more with his gift on their backs.<br/><br/>“If this is the best you can do, then this city is done for!” he paced in powerful strides. His very weight hinted at, but the sheer back that he sunk down a bit in the mud. “Down! Up! Hold it till I say down!” his voice boomed out and carried easily across the courtyard where they were. “If just one of you drops that a bucket all of you are going to run until you beg me to allow you to do more push ups!”<br/><br/>Now before the group, he crossed his muscular arms over his broad chest and waited. Eyes intent on those who shook and trembled but managed to hold their position, managed to keep their buckets. Just as they thought he might just make them hold the buckets all day, “DOWN!” Groans of relief were heard, “Dismissed for the time being. Everyone is to go, wash up and get something to eat. After that you can rest in barracks until further training this afternoon!” The groans of relief turned into silent cheers of joy as the group of recruits were quick to line up and march off.<br/><br/>“I do love this job,” R&R said with pride thick in his voice before he took washed up and went to routine meeting with their leader Firo. It was a short trip and he jogged the distance for good measure, his hooven steps echoed loudly through the near silent halls. “Morning, Firo,” he said with a nod to his commander. “I hope your night was restful?” he asked while he took his seat at the oak table.