!uGYNBMPzOs 01/25/11(Tue)03:48 No.13650937|
You return the salute the Commander before you, and shake his proffered hand "I had finished my objective and was preparing to strike from another angle." you explain yourself, surreptitiously sliding your hand into your pocket to collect the crystal that detects arcane power. "Additionally, one of my scouts, Blackbird, an orc of the old clans, encountered an enemy force approaching, I have already dispatched my messenger eagle to DragonsReach to inform the second, but I thought it best to inform you as quickly as possible."
"I'll have your scouts report then." the man replies, motioning for you and your retinue to ride alongside him. As blackbird repeats what he told you, and answered a few questions you had not asked, you slide the crystal from your pocket, you direct it at the High Commander before you, and are shocked at the intensity and shade it shifts to, not any of the elemental colors, nor the radiant white of a mage, sickly green-yellow pall of a necromancer or deep purple of a mystic, rather, this mans pressence causes the stone to absorb light, casting the space between the two of you into deep shaddows. He looks over to you "I do beleive I have forgotten my manners, commander, I am High Commander Servius Lucretius, Commander of all seven maniples of the 2nd Praetorians Right Fist." he looks down at your arcana "A fine bit of arcana, that, though I would have told you what it is telling you but for the asking, in private of course."