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Sir Ibram politely turns down the offer of a game of princeps.<span class="mu-i">“I’m not much for board games, but you might find a worthy match in our resident Azir cataphract. He’s not much of a talker that one, but Chimalma loves a good game of Princeps.”</span>
<span class="mu-i">“My thanks, it helps to know more about those I’ll be living and fighting alongside for the next few years. What can you tell me of the rest of the 43rd?”</span>
<span class="mu-i">“Aside from one other, the rest of the 43rd Talons are Cantonians all like yourself. End of Rota is soon, so I’ll save the introductions then. The purple cloak and clash is bestowed on you upon your oath of service, likely with the usual formalities at dinner later this evening. Come, in the meantime we will get you familiar with the Rota and your assigned duties. Sorry to say that as the newest member you can expect the unenviable tedious stations of the sections of the Palace we’ll be guarding, those with the least traffic or checkpoints.”</span> Sir Ibram’s offer to help get you familiarised is a stark relief following the casual brusqueness of Marshall Jurand. You suspect that your newfound companion’s eagerness to assist is in equal parts due to the common connection you two have hit off on as it is his immense boredom at resting up from his injuries. You later learn that the Dragon Guard is strict on recuperation required of their wounded warriors and absence from duties, but that time spent in such is claimed back by an automatic extension of the expected term of service. <span class="mu-i">“Your induction today will make you the eighth lance of our Talon. That said, the 43rd is currently understrength, we are supposed to number ten not including squires and hangers-on etcetera. I’ve heard tell that we might be having two additional members soon, bringing us up to full strength once I’m back in play. If so, your status as the new man may be a title shortly held. Come, let’s get you sorted.”</span>
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