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>SELECTED: "Hop to it, we're hare to fight!"
>SELECTED: An armoured hare, lance couched and mounted atop a turtlewolf. [Hare + Turtlewolf]
>SELECTED: Romaine
Everyone is waiting for the leaders of the cohort to take their seat at the head of the hall, where thirteen seats remain empty. You found it odd to refer as the command squad of the Cantonian cohort as the 11th Talon, not the 1st, but Sir Ibram later explains that this is done apurpose to mislead spies as to the true number of the cohort and mystify their command structure. The Guard has not shortage of enemies in the Palace, even in times of so-called peace. In a place where secrets slip like sand through a sieve, he explains, disinformation is often as good as secrecy.
Thumbing the patch of the 43rd, to be placed on your purple cloak upon induction, you scanning the hall where hundreds of Cantonian knights have gathered around the tables of their respective Talons for dinner. Bread has been served and some wine is already pouring, although the atmosphere is more standard fare than carrying any festive spirit to it. You note a few tables that have distinctively non-Cantonian faces around them, subsect Talons of foreign makeup such as the cataphracts of Azir that nonetheless fall within the heavy cavalry wing of the Dragon Guard cohorts. You wonder if the Norsikaans also have a part of their hall set aside for heavy infantry from more faroff realms.
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