Jack sat down at a desk filled with reports and old notes to begin writing his report.
He always enjoyed giving orders and forcing the subordinates to follow his every wink. Especially those ignorant recruits; what did they know. They would all die tomorrow anyway..
Jack smiled as he put his feather pen towards the paper and began to scribble. Power he thought to himself, he just need more power.
Parade DrillLead by myselfGuardsmen in attendance:Grenadier Corporal Raiden Morana
Officer Cadet Garak Nightshill
Regular Dragoon Kurt
Watchman Eve
Watchman Max O'Munpain
Recruit Faden Wildheart
After awhile of staring at a female watchman and a sleeping recruit men started to show up. Which were a good thing, how would that look if I would have to cancel?!
I started with informing the attending soldiers on why, and what a parade drill/parade was/is. It went with mixed success as half of the troops present had left their ears in bed.
A certain guardsmen caught my attention and showed an extra promising attitude!
Rank: Watchman
Name: Max O'Munpain
Promising, apart from the one time he stepped out of line that's a minor fault when it comes to ones ability, and from my point of view it was minor.
They were in general decent at order taking, answering questions and having an appropriate attitude.
After general questioning and exposing most of their incompetence I went ahead to give parade orders, such as face front, turn left etc.
A slow and unmotivated feeling ran through them once the orders ran over them like water in a maelstrom.
It eventually went and once they got their orders right they were ordered to form a box formation, target an enemy (this time a recruit, not that he would make it through alive anyhow) etc.
I ended it with them fighting whoever they were standing in front of. Again, Max O'Munpain was the victor.
All in all, most did a generally accepted performance. Not said I would not like to increase the standards.
Junior Guardsmen Jack Sinist