The frost of the early morning bites into Ulrich's face as he looks at the men in the yard training. Some of them are swinging at hay dolls, while others are fighting each others in close combat. He turns around as he hears the voice of his brother, Mathis..
"Watching them train brother? Isn't there something better you can spend your time at?" Mathis says with a smig smirk "I am sure they don't need you glaring at them all day long." Ulrich laughs of his brothers remak and responds "No, they are quite fine. You on the other hand, could use some training." Ulrich continues with a big grin "Get down there brother, or are you to proud to get your hands dirty?" Ulrich watches his brother as he walks thorwards the training ground, and stays around long enough to watch him get beaten a few times.
As ulrich is about to leave a man comes bearing a message, the man explains that his cousin Lord Gideon commands his presance and that he is to leave immediately. Ulrich leaves his brother training diligently with the others.