Sir Philibert

*My companion had set up camp in a clearing in the forest. He had pitched the tent and tied up Orion, your horse. Then he went to gather wood for the fire. Meanwhile, Philibert, his mentor, me, had gone hunting. When I returned with a doe, I placed it over the campfire, and while waiting for the meat to cook, he practiced. He was tired, so he took every blow Philibert landed. I hits him on the back with the flat side of my sword.* You're not focused. Do it again.