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He could feel the heavy regard of Azure on him, and fought the urge to grin. His son still had a lot to learn, and every time he rose in position, he grew to love the leadership and chafed at command. He was a good boy, so long as it didn’t get to his head. “Good job on bringing in the slave. I said we needed more members, and you delivered.” He praised Azure gently. “I hope you settle in well, Lyre. Azure will bring a healer to see to those cuts, and once he knows the foundation of your experience, will work on them.” he nodded his head towards her, and then to Azure, through a little deeper.

“I’ll see you tomorrow at patrols, Azure.” he said, and left them to it. Azure knew the drill by now, he’d settle the girl in, and the Warlord would attempt not to micromanage him too terribly.


"Sirius Fatalis"