>>5420334>>5420330>Converse with the man.He stands about 180cm tall, a round 6 feet slightly heightened by his smooth helm. Closer inspection reveals that, although far from disheveled, it has not been polished for some time. The same can be said of the point of his spear and belt-buckle. Keen brown eyes glower out over strong cheekbones and thick brows; a short goatee hangs from his chin. You would guess he is in his late thirties.
The bearers set the palanquin down, and you rise, picking your way through the cushions to stand before the soldier. He bows again.
Just as you are about to speak, your companion the court official interjects.
"My Lord, this is Ursanga. He leads a Sixty here, and has overseen the preparations. The captain of the guard, er... could not be brought in on such short notice."
>"I see.">"And why is that, may I ask?">"How did you come to lead a Sixty, Ursanga?">WRITE-IN 