Swordfish sits in his tent, he couldn't sleep, the battle of Blaze Bridge fresh on his mind, he wasn't apart of it though everyone knew about the battle where people took up arms against the Pyrrhian oppressors and defended their homes. It's been a few months since then, and the colonies have formed a more professional army. Now that army was on the move, day by day it marched towards the coast, it has all taken a toll on Swordfish, he wished the war never began in the first place, but it needed to happen, too long have the Queens on Pyrrhia have ignored their troubles and taxed them into poverty. Swordfish sighs, then yawned, he really is tired "Maybe... maybe I should sleep... after just a while longer, just to make sure it's safe" Swordfish said to himself, sure he wanted to rest, but it was dangerous being so close to a town that is so close to territory held by the enemy. So, he decided to stay up for a while longer, Swordfish lays on his cott, still awake but closing his eyes to... hear better, in case something happened