Training the Troops

Jaysen looks over the troops he is training. At that moment, they are just a rag tag group of fighters that had no clue how to work together as a unit. He plans on fixing that scenario. His eyes sweep the newly assembled warriors before him. They watch him as well. Most of them after arguing with him, then challenging their new leader had found themselves beaten.

They of course had no clue they where being trained by a god. Nor where they aware that the man they where serving was a god either. Not that this being changed his sex quite frequently on people. Or the way he or she might look as well.

Jaysen's beloved enjoyed annoying and shocking people by changing the form he was taking from time to time. What was amusing to Jaysen was that all forms where comfortable to him. There was not a form yet that Morrgahn wore that she or he had not enjoyed.

Jaysen projected his voice. “Form up!”

The troops move quickly. They where getting better at forming into the groups; that they needed to form up into. This sight was pleasing to Jaysen. He tucked a stray hair behind his ear.

They waited for him. He looked over each set of troops.

“Break up into your part of the training yard, and start your training.” His voice carried well. None of his troops realized he made sure they heard him.

His eyes watch, as they went over to their parts of the training field. Each troop did what they where supposed to. Even if some of them still was working out kinks out of their system. They where giving the hints of staring to form the units he was working on them becoming.

That made him smile.