Closed Way of the kreig (kreig, tsukiko)

[Olaf]

28th of spring Today he wouldn't be training with his patron. He had some other duties to fullfill. Just as olaf had gotten his hopes up for a free day however. Those where dashed when he told him that he needed to be at the pits in the morning. To train with a squire in hand to hand combat. Well, at east he didn't have his patron's rentless and merciless pace for a day and he would be getting to know a new person at the very least. So it couldn't be that bad overall. For once he could leave the heavy plate armor at the armory and he made his way towards the fighting pits. His patron had given a few pointers as too how his teacher for unarmed combat looked. Rather tall, lanky, pale and short honey blonde hair. Couldn't be to hard to find around there. As he arrived at the pits he looked around for a bit. It didn't seem like anybody fitting that description was already there at the moment. Well, he guessed he could wait for a while. He was slightly early anyway. So no problem there. He just went slightly of to the side. Out of the way of the other people there. Still, he guessed nobody could really look over him. His fire red hair usually did let people notice him early.