Zeko looked around the place. Just like home, he wanted to know the ins and outs of the place. He noted that the guards were still in deep conversation and assumed it was about him. Although he was concerned about what was being said, he knew he had no control over the situation and decided to do something he was uncomfortable with; Hope for the best.<br/>Continuing his self guided tour, Zeko walked around admiring the equipment and the location. It was nothing like home. Wide open spaces and no city wall to 'keep the citizens safe'.<br/><br/>A sword got his attention whilst he was browsing around the equipment. Thinking about picking it up to have a look, Zeko decided against it as it might draw unwanted attention.<br/>"Nice sword eh?" Surprised, Zeko looked around to see solider that looked as if he'd been here awhile due to his uniform.<br/>"Indeed. It looks well crafted and balanced."<br/>"Doesn't look like it'd match up to yours though. I hear you fire elves aren't half bad at making a sword."<br/>"Perhaps you're right, fire elf swords are crafted with Magic. Typically fire magic."<br/>The solider chuckled and picked the sword up. He took it out of it's sheath and gave it a swing.<br/>"Yes, quite nice. Oh!" The solider said as he put the sword back where it came from.<br/>"As you're one of the new recruits, I've been asked that you come see Felix, your mentor."<br/>Zeko looked unimpressed, he didn't need nor want a mentor.<br/>"A mentor?"<br/>"Quite right! And some of the other new recruits as well as the uhh... the 'Duckling'"<br/>"The duckling?"<br/>"Indeed, please make your way over to the campfire north of here." He pointed in the direction of the campfire. Zeko could see it from where he was. He shook his head and replied with "Fine" to the solider and made his way to the campfire.