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Having finished their first training session, Toshiro led Zabuza, Haku and Gray to a dining hall in the stone castle on Mac Lir’s island.
As the group walked in, two figures sitting by a table spotted them. Standing up, the taller of the two called out to the Soul Reaper Captain:
"Hey there, little Reaper! How did the new batch fare?"
Toshiro let out a sigh, causing the others to look at him with questioning gazes.
"Not your best friend, I take it?" Gray asked with a wry smirk. "Definitely not", Toshiro replied. "Honestly...he is like a combination of some of the most exhausting traits of my old lieutenant, and the Captain of the 11th Division", the white haired Reaper stated with a frown.
By now the two men had walked up to the group. The man Toshiro had been referring to, was a tall man who was wearing clothes that looked to be suited for a cold climate.
He had pale skin, blue eyes and orange hair. He also sported a impressive beard. The weapon he was carrying, was a large-machete like blade.
The other man was shorter, with black hair and a beard. He was wearing a black uniform, that also looked like it was designed to be worn in winter times. He was carrying a sword, as well as some daggers made from some kind of volcanic glass.
"This is Tormund Giantsbane, a member of the Free Folk. And the man beside him, is Eddison Tollett, though he prefers to be called Dolorous Edd", Toshiro explained as he gestured towards the two men.
"Mac Lir recruited them, in order to obtain information on any significant threats from their world."
"Come on now, no need to talk about dreary things. I hear enough of that out of the former Lord Commander of the Night's Watch here", Tormund stated while pointing to the man beside him. Edd simply shrugged, as if saying: "Well, he’s not wrong."
The Wildling then turned to the rest of the group, sporting a grin. "Now, any of you lot up for a drink? I would hope that God, finally found someone who knows how to have a good time out in that insane sea."
Gray stepped forward, now grinning. "Oh yeah, my Guild was famous for being good at throwing parties."
"And what about you?" Tormund shifted his gaze towards Zabuza. "You look like a man, who can hold his liquor. Up for a little drinking contest?"
Zabuza, in a rare display of good humor, actually grinned at the former Wildling leader. "Alright, lead the way then." Haku looked up at his Master, seeming a bit anxious at the prospect of a drunk Zabuza.
Toshiro merely shook his head, before following the rest of the group alongside Edd, the two of them already used to dealing with loud allies, that were very fond of drinking...