Thread: The Thief Who Only Borrows (DontxBlinkk)

Cain finished everything he had to do, the most interesting being the page on the infamous thief. It gave him some insight to the thief's motivation and it was unlike anything he had ever seen. None of the robberies were particularly difficult, but the skill was shown through not being seen or caught and while he hadn't been excited about it the night before he figured it could be fun to track down the criminal. Not only that but whoever it was would return the items after they stole them, not exactly the usual when it came to thieves, at the very least seeing who was doing such a bizarre thing would be worth it. Cain folded the paper up and shoved it into his uniform, not having a place for it but doing as he would a map on the battlefield. With that he headed out, leaving his room, wearing his armor and weapons at his side. He didn't bother locking his door, he had always left it unlocked before and he didn't see the point in locking it now. When he reached the training grounds everything seemed to come to a halt, as much as he disliked the attention he seemed to attract it. The trainees and knights alike walked over to greet him and he gave them small smiles as some new people introduced themselves and old comrades welcomed him home, those that had not already done so. Soon enough he had been roped into a training match with another knight and while he had tried to say no at first they wouldn't hear of it, especially his new trainee who seemed more excited about seeing his mentor in action than others. Truly he should not have been fighting, the injuries he had returned to tend to were not completely healed and while it wasn't a major threat it could come with some embarrassment. He didn't become a commander or get sent off to the war for nothing though and as long as he won it wouldn't be a problem, so no holding back, even if it made someone angry, though he doubted they challenged him for fun, no doubt like many others they wanted to see him in action. Of course it made him a bit more conscious of it all when he turned his head and noticed who was watching, all the royal children were in attendance and he would definitely have to protect his reputation. Come on Cain, don't keep everyone waiting. The knight he was supposed to face, a man name Christoph was trying to get him to hurry up and he turned to look at the man with a smirk, That eager to lose? The man didn't answer but simply laughed and got over to his area, not using an arena but instead doing the battle in the open space often used for large exercises. Christoph drew his sword and grabbed a shield, slamming the two together before lowering the visor on his helmet. Come and get it Cain, I'm not going easy on you. Cain shook his head, he didn't like using a helmet, as a leader he had always believed showing your face to the troops was important, plus he liked the visibility. So he simply walked a bit away from the other man and drew his weapons, two medium length swords, well constructed but rather plain in design. Neither shall I. With that he twirled the swords in his hands and began moving forward, slowly at first and then quickly, almost at a run. He then jumped, coming down hard with one of the swords and smashing it down hard against the shield, sweeping his weapon across at the knight afterwards. The quickness of the attacks and strength behind them surprised the other knight but he was well trained and pushed back immediately, being met with blow after blow and being pushed back. The fight didn't last long, Cain easily outmaneuvered the other knight, pushing him back the entire time and waiting for him to make a mistake and without hesitation he exploited it, stopping just short of a killing blow with a smirk. Then he put his weapons away, reaching down to help the man up as the trainees looked on in surprise. The man he had just defeated was the current kingdom champion in the single combat since Cain had left for the war. In other words he had taken his title back unofficially and without any trouble.