It had been a few minutes since Daedalus' morning training had been interrupted. Daedalus had inevitably just walked to the courtyard his teachers had been using to teach him.
It was a little less grand than his own courtyard, and the cracks in the ground from the fight he had had on the first day didn't help. Still, surrounding the courtyard where large trees that where easily three hundred metres tall with well kept bushes and a few less flowers. It really was, still, a beautiful place to train in.
In the center of the courtyard where his teachers, minus the hand to hand teacher. The teacher standing in the center of the group was the youngest but most skilled of almost all of the teachers. He was the dual wielding teacher, he stood at about six foot ten, but he had a slim but muscular build. His favourite thing in the world was speed and flexibility as Daedalus had learned, he was also well over a thousand years old.
The two teachers standing just behind him where the short sword and long sword teachers. They're twins and tend to get into fights a lot of the time, but their bond is clear. They have similar builds, stocky, although the long sword welding twin was slightly taller than his brother at six foot five. The shorter twin who wielded short swords primarily was about six foot two and had a bit more of an attitude. It didn't help that Daedalus was an inch taller than him.
The next teacher was a scrawny looking man and about five foot two. He is the dagger teacher and from what Daedalus had been told by others, he is an assassin who had his throat slashed during a failed assassination, thus he couldn't talk. Though Daedalus had to admit his scrawny build didn't show his strength, which was probably quite good as an assassin.
The final teacher standing in the center of the courtyard was a buff looking guy who had an angry look on his face. He was about seven feet tall and had broad enough shoulders that he could probably carry a mountain on them. Daedalus had of course been intimidated but he had learned fairly early on that the monster of an elf was actually kind at heart.
Finally, the hand to hand combat teacher standing beside Daedalus. He was a dull witted man with a sharp battle sense and little to no ability to feel pain. He was and out five foot ten and had a well rounded build, somewhere in-between stocky, slim and buff, quite similar to Daedalus himself.
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As Daedalus walked in the group of teachers stopped chatting and looked at him fiercely. Daedalus simply and calmly explained what had taken him so long and when he got to the part about his hand to hand combat teacher in the explanation he said "But I was interrupted by someone."
As Daedalus said that he sent a look at his hand to hand combat teacher before looking back at his other teachers. His teachers on the other hand hand changed who was receiving the harsh glare.
I wouldn't mind if you came up with some name ideas for the characters. I honestly think it would be better that way, mainly because my naming sense is crap.
Thanks for reading this chapter, I hope you enjoyed!!!