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Erwin Clegane stood in the Red Keep’s training grounds, watching a knight as he adjusted his armor. Well, chainmail since he needed to train lightly, he wasn't as big or strong as tytos after all. He took his sword, grabbed it by the handle, and started to swing at the dummy. His strikes were quick, and hard. Fueled by anger, he was a quick fighter, at least his father knew how to make a boy mad. He had been out here for the past three hours now, and without water. To make him tougher, but all it had done was make his mouth dry. But he wasn't one to cave in so easily. He continued to train lightly watching the knight's mannerisms. He’d like to have joined the Melee at least, that would be a good time no doubt.

Erwin continued before finally going for a drink of water, inhaling it quickly. He continued, leaving his sword and doing some pushups, situps, and running. He was determined to be in tip-top shape. Unlike the other houses Maegors squires were from, Erwins was certainly the poorest. He had to prove his worth and martially seemed like the best bet. Especially since all Tytos did was make fun of Erwin for not being as strong or tall as him. He continued to train waiting for others to wake up. It was only eight in the morning after all, and Erwin had been out since the sky was purple and pink, and the city almost quiet.