The Rogue Officer

[Neronian]

After a few minutes of dreaded silence, Rockwell drew back from his outward gaze, and his smirk returned. He wheeled about to face the group, and walked over to the console, pressing down on the key with his palm. "You there Elder? I have a few questions to ask... What exactly is your 'Trial'? Are we to prove our Chivalry and Honor? I think it's fair to know what exactly we are to be tested on."

A few moments later, the reply came in, the voice slightly hoarse.

"Very Well Then. You shall be tested upon your Character, your Deeds, and your Valor. I shall test each one of your company individually, and then decide who shall be Knighted, in order to carry on the Legacy of my Order. May I ask, who is it I am speaking with, your voice echoes through me like a wind, and I cannot decipher why."

Rockwell sighed, and let out a chuckle from the recess of his throat, as his smirk broadened into a smile, despite his serious tone and attitude. "I see. I thought as much, I guess I just couldn't believe it. Answer me this, my fellow, Where is it that you hail from? Cambridge? Did you happen to have a Wife there..?"

"Why... Yes. I did. I see the Light has been shone to you, my son. I regret having to wait this long to reunite with you again."

Rockwell tried to hold back his laughter, as well as the couple tears forming in his eyes.

"I understand... It just wasn't in the stars was it..? This changes some things." He cleared his throat and wiped his eyes, "I think we have a bit to discuss. It's been... a while. Tomorrow then. I'll be waiting."

Rocky casually let go of the button, and leaned against the nearest wall, letting his built-up laughter out. "My God. It seems Destiny is pulling me by the leash these days."

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