The sound of shuffling muddy leather boots and heavy metal cuirasses filled the barracks as over a dozen soldiers quickly filed into the room. A buzz of incoherent conversations filled the air as the soldiers removed their armor, some tossing their worn gear on their beds while others carefully placed the gear on thick, cross-shaped wooden armor stands sitting at the heads of their beds. The barracks was a long, shabby wooden building with barely kept-together straw padded beds lining each wall. There were several lanterns hung down the center aisle of the room but no windows, creating a bright but depressing atmosphere that was only alleviated by four open doors letting in orange evening twilight. Two of the doors were halfway down each side of the long barracks, with the other two at eit
