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So, so! Hoagie wants to join em Grenadiers eh? Ofcourse he does, he's no ninnie and we's the finest group o' warriors in the lands! Should be right up his alley! But can he make it? Will he fit in? And above all, will he be worthy? We'll see after these trials!

Grenadier Trials: Hoagie

Tasks
* You shall lead a raid into the Orc dungeon. There you shall return with no less then 1000 Shadow Iron ingots.
* Lead a special training focussed on surviving Yew blitzkrieg strategies
* Slay a White Wyrm in singlehanded combat!

Requirements
* At least one miner will accompany you to the Orc dungeon
* At least 7 other guardsmen will attend your training
* Fellow guardsmen may assist to defend you, but you are the only one allowed to strike at the White wyrm
* All profits from these tasks will be contributed to the Union, both gold and ingots.

*Mutters* Lazy wannabe Grenadiers! A good floggin' will whip em into shape!

I be preparin'! Jus'... really slowly...

Hoagie paced around in his room, rummaging through piles of junk.

"Where in the abyss is that turtle soup reciple?!"

He opens an old drawer.

"Heeell-oooo, what's this?"

Hoagie set out early in the morning on his horse for the distant dungeon of Ice. Inside, he had to treat carefully. The ground was treacherous, and his choice of an axe for the day made the holding of a torch impossible. No matter. He could navigate the tunnels blindfolded if he had to. The clanking of armour and footsteps, mingled with the shouted orders of Erik Arkay echoed through his mind.

What would Commander Erik Arkay think of how he had turned out?

A distant roar in the cavern snapped him out of his thoughts. No time to ruminate on the past, now. The white wyrm is waiting.