[Soldier]

The Fianna that came out to speak to Valan was a large, powerfully built Warrior. He eyed the boy up and down from the crown of his head to the tips of his toes, his critical eye taking in every detail. This was Colin, one of the most senior of the clan. “A lad such as yerself is wantin’ t’ be a hunter, are ye?” he asked with no hint of sarcasm. “An’ what have ye to defend yerself with besides tha’ slender blade ye be carryin’ there?” He pointed at the young lad’s rapier, and held up his own longsword. “And do ye plan to be goin’ alone in there? These creatures killed trained guards and large crews o’ construction… Ye won’ last moments in these fields!”