Rise of the Noble King

[Lythrilux]

Sometime in 819 A.S...

"Let's finish this up. Name and occupation" grunted the recruitment officer.
The recruit smirked. "Well it's the Edge Worlds... I guess you could just call me a Freelancer currently. I've mostly worked with the Zoners, but I wouldn't associate myself with the Zoner occupation".
The recruitment officer rolled his eyes. "And your name?" he emphasised.
"My mistake. I'm Erik. Erik Nodtviet".

The recruitment officer chuckled. "Aaaah, you're a Rheinlander are you? I hail from Liberty. You know, right now we're beating the crap out of you in the war".
"Right..." Erik responded awkwardly.
"Hopefully Liberty will just move in and take all of Rheinland for themselves. Those krauts need a taste of Libertonian freedom I think". The recruitment officer scribbled Erik's details down. "Alright then, if you walk past me and then proceed through the door on your left you'll arrive at the Initiate hall B-7. The doors themselves will have 'B-7' painted on. I expect you not to miss it. Seriously, I've marked you for going to that specific one. Capetown station has a lot of other Initiate Halls, so don't end up going to the wrong one".
"Understood" Erik nodded in agreement.
"Once you've done basic training they'll make you say the Oath. You'll have time to learn it. Recite it like you mean it. Then you'll move onto flight and combat training. Maybe if you do well enough you'll get promoted to Guardian early. You've had experience in the Rheinland Military? Don't go thinking our training is anything like that. Out here, only the strong survive. If you adhere to that, then you'll do nicely in the Bounty Hunters Guild Core.

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