Gambit's How to on training a Dragoon.
Attendees: Hoagie, Dragoon Sergeant.
Perrin, Watchman [Left Early]
Demarian Tel'var, Senior Grenadier [Left Early]
Flina Trix, Junior Dragoon [Came Late]
Gambit Heckle, Guardsman recruit [Lead]
[A brief patrol to the graveyard, and then a spot of fitness training, including two laps of the barracks and 15 lots of running up those long stairs outside the Altmere Outpost.]
First;
Make them sweat.
Everyone knows, the secret to the Dragoons powers is in their sweat! I made these paticular guinea pigs attendees sweat by killing some ghouls and ghosts and whatnot.
Secondly;
Make them take thier clothes off.
Almost all of the hair on a male dragoons chest has a muscle the size of a Grenadier's Biscep.
Thirdly;
Make them leave thier horse, and you die!
All respected member's will tell you that once unrooted from the horse, the Dragoon's rage builds, until finally he/she bursts.
So, all in all, i went to kill ghoulies, and I came back with the knowledge that I had trained the Dragoons properly for once nay!?Ahh, Gambit, You wish to join the Dragoons?....Well lad, you better not let them see this report or they might have somethin' to say about it, nay?Pfft, they need me!*Signed*
Guardsman Recruit, Gambit Heckle.
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