Lieutenant Stonehead looked like he was on the verge of smirking, but the notion quickly died down again.<br/>"Hmm, I like your attitude soldier. I`ll take that into consideration when I assign your positions. Anyway, dismiss soldier. I will have your positions ready in the morning."<br/><br/><br/>A fellow soldier patted Graff on his shoulder:<br/>"Lighten up. Giants haven't showed up in a while, and I am sure that when one show up, you`ll have a lot of training beneath your belt.<br/>The soldier smiled a smile that lacked a few teeth. He looked rather muscular compared to Graffs scrawny body. He was still not as big as Garrick however.<br/>"I`m Evan, Evan Godwinson, but you can just call me Evan." He reached out a hand for shaking.<br/>"Let's celebrate the end of your recruit period. I`ll buy you a flagon."<br/><br/><br/><br/>Though the men of the fort kept their origins for themselves, it was common belief that they tended to be a mix of drafted conscripts, exported criminals and people who believed in heroic rewards. Statistics tended to showed that those who followed orders lived longer.