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The soldier was silent for a long moment, then he slowly unstrapped his cae your mind-’

’I shall not’

’Yes Only, I was saying, when you change your ht to the return I am named Azra Jael Eleventh squad, fifth cohort, the third company of marines in Onearm’s Host’

’I am Itkovian … once a soldier of the Grey Swords’

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Itkovian studied the helm in his hands ’Solidly fashioned I am pleased’

’Aren steel, sir Hasn’t needed ha out once, so the metal’s sound The camail’s Napan, yet to see a sword-cut’

’Excellent I ae and so hu

Itkovian looked up to the summit ’Would they be offended, do you think, if I approached? I’ll not venture an opinion, of course, but I would hear-’

The soldier see emotion, but he shook his head ’They would be honoured by your presence, sir’

Itkovian half smiled ’I think not Besides, I’d rather they did not notice, if truth be told’

’Swing round the hill, then Come up from behind, sir’

’Good idea Thank you, sir, I will And thank you, as well, for this fine helm’

The h the cordon, the soldiers to either side stepping back aas he did so

Misplaced courtesy, but appreciated none the less