The next man to enter, called Eronius Blackwhisper seemed a bit strange fit for a soldier, detecting as evil person to Gabriel's senses. Looking at Gabriel, he took a seat after a brief, if somewhat hasty salute. "Eronius Blackwhisper, sir." He started more formally, and took a seat before Gabriel. Seeming intent to wait for the questions, he watched Gabriel intently, but during the practice he had shown some swiftness to his attacks with a blade, not remarkable with a bow or on horseback, but others had spotted him murmuring something just briefly before a couple of rather spectacular strikes in amidst the falls he had taken.<br/><br/>He had even hit one of the knights in a mounted practice. He had landed on his back off the horse but he was one of the few that had -hit- on his first try at least. Just that the knight was not dismounted by the practice blade's swing in passing, where as he had flown off the horseback in an instant.<br/><br/>"I'll try and answer anything you need to know, sir. I am here hoping to get paid, get laid, and to earn the scars to impress the wenches." He smirked a bit cockily but full of spirit. "Uhm, I mean, got ahear sir."