And in such Austere circumstances , giants of the morrow meet

"Wonderful..." He murmured setting his bag down

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 A while later there was a knock on his bunk door.

It did not take him long to answer despite him not knowing who it was

An errand boy stood at the door "Allo sir , I've been sent to escort you to the courtyard for your demonstration sir, kindly follow me."

"Lead on" Rook said in a stiff and formal tone before following

he errand boy nodded and promptly set off at a brisk pace , this obviously was to be no big demonstration as all the soldiers were going about their normal duties , some even eating their supper stews. Though one had to wonder what Delobo had in mind , he seemed quite a mischievous old fellow.

Rook did not seem intimidated when he arrived and met the commander "Reporting sir" he said trying to be cordial in the military way

"As expected." He replied without looking up , shooing away the errand boy with a wave of the hand "What would you say was your specialty as a mage?"

"I am an artillery mage sir; offense is my strength, destruction manifest through magic." He replied

"Yes yes I remember hearing something of the sort , well I've just the idea then , it's very easy to blow apart a tree , burn a steel column , but it's the small things that are the most difficult , that need the most precision , if you are who you say you are then I ask you this ." He declared as he handed rook a small glass "split it in half , right down the middle , such precision will at the very least prove your skill."

This was a task that required a cunning mind fore whatever element he called upon glass alone would shatter... so he decided to freeze the glass in a thick sheet of ice, save for a small line in the middle. Rook then decided to show off , he threw the glass into the air and with a small wind blade sliced it right down the middle, the two halves would land on the dirt but thanks to their ice coating were protected from shattering from the fall

"....You're hired." The lord replied with a nod , before bursting into impressed laughter "Quite the feat that I must say good sir! Whether you are the true Rookwood or no you will be more than useful to us!"

"Thank you sir" He said with a gracious nod, he showed little emotion, he rarely did anymore "Where might my familiar stay?" He suddenly wondered, he wanted to be sure she would have somewhere to rest, despite her being capable he still worried about his old friend though never showed it overtly

"Hmmn , we don't exactly have women's quarters here for obvious reasons , these men are soldiers after all and we need them sharp and not distracted, but I suppose I can grant you this favor and procure some unused office."

"Thank you sir" Was his reply, he was unsure what do do now however

"So I suppose it is my duty to welcome you officially to the army of the revolution , I suggest you head back to your bunk."

"Yes sir" he gave a salute then headed for said bunk, he did consider stopping to talk with his familiar... and then didn't do that she was probably busy trying to get in one of the soldier's pants or something; he may as well get some rest.

At about this time more wagons would roll into camp, these consisting of forces sent by the healing corps among which was Ivana

As he entered his bunk he found his wagon mate from earlier already there , looking about as tired as a beaten dog.

"Alessio" He greeted his acquaintance and had a seat on the edge of his own bed

The response was a groan that vaguely sounded like 'Rook'.

"You look like you've had a hell of a day" He noted sitting down in his own bed "I just sat around and then showed off." He admitted "I don't know what Syndr was up to, but I wouldn't be too surprised if some of the troops came down with sudden case of broken pelvis" He joked

"I would know...she caught me when i was getting out of the commode." He groaned.

"Well next time you see her, tell her I got her an office to stay in... wasn't told which one though so..." Rook shrugged only wincing a little. "Well the good news is the healers showed up a bit before I got here so they're there if you need them " He said casually lying back in bed

"I don't need a healer my friend." He replied with a wry tired grin as he propped his head up on his arms "I need a therapist."

Rook had to admit he was a bit jealous, well actually he didn't admit it he kept usual bored look and tone "Well that's your business. " he said closing his eyes to sleep