Friday: October 5, 2007
Who: Adair, Caden and Zosimus
When: Late Afternoon
Where: Outside Adair/Caden/Sheldon residence
What:...not exactly the best role models..(Adair at least, lol)

Adair and Caden probably..weren’t the most mature of men. Not many men in their twenties sword fight outside their cottage for reasons not particularly important. Not to mention they weren’t even metallic swords. They were wooden swords given by Aveira who refused to give them normal swords because she didn’t want to be responsible for missing body parts. Adair was better than Caden (so he said), so Caden would be more screwed over than he would be.

“If I win this match-“ Adair began, out of breath. He was a smoker. Running across the cottages would be a task. So this event was just as harsh on the lungs. “You give me my bong back!” First Sheldon stole his ‘precious’ now Caden took it from him. Only thing was he wasn’t sure if Sheldon had the same means as Caden. “Seriously, the grass cures the headaches!”

The psychic attempted to trip Caden really not thinking that their immature behavior was visible to many.