Training Troubles | Dimitri and Ephraim
Dimitri walked into the training room during his free period. It was his favorite pass-time that allowed him to de-stress from a full day of classes. He wasnât sure what it was about holding a lance that made him forget all of his duties. Perhaps because it held a promise of something more than a life of royal duties and diplomacy.Â
While he started his usual warm-ups, he couldnât help but notice another boy that was training. He was about the same height as himself, perhaps a bit older. Dimitri hadnât seen him around the monastery before but his hair was a kin to Casparâs. He had never personally met the heir of House Bergliez, he supposed the two could be related. If he had seen Caspar train with a lance more then he could probably say they were trained in the same territory. The same had been true for him and his friends growing up, at least.
Instead of overthinking it more, Dimitri walked up to the stranger during a break. âPardon, my interrupting, but I donât think Iâve seen you around here before. Are you, by chance, a son of Count Bergliez?â he asked to confirm his theory.
Ephraim had instances where he loved to visit other areas and practice different types of lance training. He wanted a vast knowledge on everything that he could get his hands on. Although, actual sit down lectures were rather difficult. His attention span couldnât handle sitting through a talking lecture. Heâd rather try his lance at a new territory. As long as he was granted access to the area, he was more than happy to train.
Although his clothing was a bit off, he had asked a guard for a change of clothes which had been the typical standard clothing for where he was. Garreg Mach Monastery, where kids came to train and help their country of Fodlan. What a wonderful concept, Ephraim had thought to himself. Changing into the proper attire, he had a few days on campus until he needed to return to Magvel.
He had found the training room rather simple after asking a few people to help guide him. Magvel and Fodlan were so far off distance wise that no one here would possibly know that he was King of Renais. He was perfectly content with that, no hold barred then for him. No one would be concerned about harming him and then he could go all out.Â
He had seen a blond haired man step into the area too, but Ephraim had decided to ignore him. If he asked anything, he would respond. But Ephraim had been the outsider and he didnât want to seem out of place. Until the man was asking him questions that he had no idea what he was being asked. Bergliez? Surely that was a family name in Fodlan.
âBergliez? I am⊠Not from that family.â Ephraim had blinked in response afterwards, he had no idea if he was in trouble or if this person was against that certain individual he was asking about. Ephraim had gripped the handle of Reginleif and slowly took a step back.
âMy name is Ephraim, Iâve come here to spar, I want to learn all the lance techniques I can while I stay here temporarily. You are..?â Ephraim blinked then, oh shit, what if this guy was royalty or something and Ephraim was just seeming oblivious. That wasnât rude of him to ask right? Ephraim sighed and rubbed the back of his head.
âSorry, Iâm not from here. From Fodlan, so donât take it personally. I have no idea who anyone is here.â
âMy apologies for the assumption. With your vigorous training, you reminded me of another student with a similar hair color. I thought by chance you two might be related.â Dimitri felt a smidge abashed by his incorrect guess. Well, you know what they say about assumptions, he thought to himself.
âHail and well met, Ephraim. Iâm Dimitri. Iâm the class leader for the Blue Lions, one of the three houses here at the monastery.â He introduced himself, not disclosing that he was heir apparent. Although, Dimitri felt as if he got extremely lucky with Ephraim being interested in lance techniques. Just learning the basics from the Knight of Seiros would take months but to learn everything? Even starting knights struggled to meet the expectations of Jeralt the Bladebreaker
âI believe youâve come to the right place then. A majority of the Knights of Seiros are from all over Fodlan so their techniques are quite diverse, though it could take a while.â