"Being a Weapons Master gives you confidence. Any questions?" The man who sat by the wall mumbled to all who past him. Ranoth got a lecture on being a figure of respect to 'youngsters'. It was he ironic that he was once a theif, and a reject, and now he was supposed to be a figure of respect. So not even listening to the man he walked away and to a bench were he sat watching all the goings on in the Academy. He realized that this was now his home, at least for a short while. He was glad he had something he could call home, at least for a short while. Back in reality though he realized that he was on the bottom wrung of the ladder and had to make his way up. So a good way to begin was to walk around and see how the other Weapon Masters trained and hoped to help someone in the next short while...

(Sorry it's short, Easter)