Office of the High Overseer

The sky was turning dark above the training square within the Abbeys walls, the lights shone brightly though, keeping Ennis and Manus company. Newly arrived to Dunwall, Ennis wanted to start his drills with his wolfhound alone until they got use to the new surroundings.

Things here in the large compound were so different from the much smaller Abbey he came from in Northern Morley, rules were much more strict and the casual feel of knowing everyone was dashed away. Not being able to take care of or visit Manus whenever he liked was the worst thing by far, here they had a kennel master who took care of everything, and didn’t seem to like Ennis much.

Ennish ran through patterns with Manus, stalking forwards with his saber drawn making sharp turns and sudden stops. The Wolfhound doing his part stayed glued to Ennis’s left side step for step, glancing up every now and again or staring straight ahead. Manus was still a young hound, needing training often to keep up good habits, but he was already growing into a well-tuned partner, senses sharper by far then Ennis. On their Island home they mostly tracked heretics through the mountains and the harsh moorlands, few people ever tried to fight when the wolfhound finally caught them.

Switching gears, Ennis set up a large stuffed burlap sack across the square and shouted “Ionsaí!” the Morlish command to attack a target. The wolfhound barreled forwards across the yard and bit into the sack, shaking his head violently. Ennis pulled free his pistol, charged with a half powered blank and fired into the air.

The shot was not as loud as a regular round, Ennis trying to keep from disturbing too many of his fellows. Manus stopped his attack and whipped around to face Ennis clearly startled. Frowning at the hounds poor reaction Ennis yelled out the command to have him return to his side and he set about reloading for a second round of practice.

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