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Old September 7, 2014, 11:00 AM   #1
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Early Autumn Season, Era XXI
Morning


A fresh faced blond boy looked around the courtyard, young man would be more accurate but Nnko looked every bit as fresh faced as they come. Wearing rags, specs of dirt on his face, and the look of someone who worked hard every single day, the boy looked somewhat out of place in a military area, and you might be forgiven for thinking he wandered in unasked.

That is if he wasn’t carrying a bundle of equipment for one of the guards, an officer who seemed to be on good terms with the youth, chattering happily, even giving him a slap on the back. Nnko had just got them yet another arrest, some lowlife who’d been roughing people up in the merchantile quarter, he’d spotted him and held him there till the guards could show up, that was his third assisted arrest in his young life. Nnko had a couple of bruised ribs to show for it, but he was getting a fair bit of praise from the guard who was walking ahead of him, and telling him to keep up.

The ribs hurt liked a bantis bite, sheesh, he’d probably catch an earful from his mother when he got home. This was his only his second time this far into the military district, it was all the reward he needed to be here even if mom gave him a thick ear. The guard had said something about getting him in, in where he didn’t know? Not until they got a bit closer, this was it, he might finally get out of the old shack! The recruitment office he’d heard about! The legion.

His eighteenth birthday was today, and the officer ahead knew it, so straight to the recruitment desk with his older friend in front of him, he grinned this huge proud smile, teeth smiling all the way. Nnko was dirty looking, scruffy, a bruised rib or two but keen, and had so much energy, whispering some thanks to Maj under his breath and asking for some luck from Cetheron he arrived at the desk and filled out the form, the end of the quill in his mouth half the time.

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Name: Nnko Ileossos
Gender: Male
Race: Human Prime Born
Age: 18 today. *17 has been scribbled out*
Height: 6ft 3
Weight: 174 Pounds

Brief physical description including unique identifying qualities:

Blond, lean, brown eyed, no tattoos, a scar on my right knee from helping the guards, some bruising on my ribs from stopping a criminal yesterday.

List all weapons with which you are proficient:

Long Sword

List all previous training which might aid in your military career:

My brother and I trained for ages before he left, my father keeps training me now with my sword, he used to be a city guard, till his bum knee gave out, so he taught me how to take someone down quickly so I didn't have to hurt them.

List all previous government experience, positions held, duration and their locations:


None

Please briefly state your hobbies, being as forthright as you feel necessary:


Several things are scribbled out here, trying to find a good answer. Running.



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Nnko's friend Willem nudged him playfully as he finished filling out the form. "You've made a right mess of that last bit, pal. Let's hope they don't judge your penmanship." He pointed Nnko towards a high desk where an older woman in crisp Legionnaire uniform was writing in a ledger.

When Nnko approached, the woman finished what she was writing, then glanced up and gave him an appraising look. "Here to become a guard, I see. Application, please." She took the sheaf of paper from him and skimmed it. "While it's very nice that you helped stop a criminal yesterday, bruised ribs should not be part of your permanent physical description. At least, I hope they won't be." Willem stood to the side where Nnko could see him out of the corner of his eye, making a little face at the serious woman.

"Longsword. Fine. So... why do you want to be a Legionnaire?" She turned her serious gaze onto Nnko once more.
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Old September 17, 2014, 07:57 AM   #3
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ooc”Thank you!”

Resisting all but a brief smile to his friend, trying to stay serious, this was so important to him to get right.

Bruised ribs, “ah, yeah your right. Miss? The ribs will heal.” Nnko put his arms behind his back, linking them and standing on his tiptoes then back again, wondering how to refer to her, miss, sir, m'lady, commander. Clearing his throat, he stood tall again, steadying himself and speaking proudly as if he was addressing the commander of the legion themselves.

“I want to be a legionnaire for the Empire, for the people that live in prime, for every kid that doesn’t get the opportunity to grow up with a roof over their head, or get enough food in their mouth, for my family and houses honor m'lady, to stop the Xet and protect our homes,” he’d put a lot of thought into this, you might see the depth of conviction on his face as he held to that spot.

There was a slight lump in his throat when he finished the sentence, speaking of his house, he intentionally left out his house's name but couldn’t exclude his reasons or be untruthful about just why he was joining, it wasn’t in him to be dishonest. That black mark, Ileossos, was on the paper in front of her if she knew her history, even if it was several generations removed from common knowledge.

Glancing to his friend Willem to see how he was doing, then back to her, she might see a sense of youthful excitement, and need to prove himself that may need tempering if he were accepted.
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Old September 19, 2014, 11:58 AM   #4
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If the woman recognized the name Ileossos, she said nothing. Neither did she correct him when he addressed her as "Miss." Nnko would be relentlessly drilled on how to address his superiors in just a few brightenings' time. The woman had gone through this routine with new recruits so frequently that it was no longer any fun teasing them.

"All very honorable goals. Though you'd be better off being a politician if you're worried about feeding and housing people, the Xet do loom closer every brightening. Very well!" She stood at attention and asked him, "With the Gods as your witnesses, do you swear fealty and pledge your eternal devotion to the service and duty of your Sovereign Monarch, Her Most Imperial Majesty The Empress Rhysatra, your industry forever hers, your loyalty beyond question?"

Out of the corner of Nnko's eye, Willem was giving him two enthusiastic thumbs up.
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Old September 20, 2014, 03:17 AM   #5
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Standing even taller if it were possible as Nnko answered , back as straight as his ribs allowed, his rags and rope belt straightening up beyond their usual ragged look. “Gods above me looking down Miss, I swear to serve Empress Rhysatra, my word as my bond, and the gods as my witness, now and forever. I won’t let Prime, her, my family or the legion down, not now, not ever,” Nnko stated proudly and seriously. For a simple vegetable picker it wasn’t a bad speech, but only because he’d spent his life thinking about it, and he’d taken the oath to heart, every single word had kept him on the straight and narrow in a rough area.

“Maj in arms, and Cetherons courage to you m’lady,”
simply a devout small prayer for protection for those in the room, Maj being someone he prayed to every day with Cetheron's courage and vigor sought out on those special days, like today. The pair of them had got him through some really difficult times in his young life in the shacks.

Seeing old ‘helm over there with his thumbs up, a huge grin broke out, till he cleared his throat and looked back down to Lady, "thank you for this," it meant the world to him, but what was her name? He suddenly realised he didn’t know the woman that had given him the chance at his dream “what should I call you miss?” wanting to etch this moment into his mind forever.
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Old October 2, 2014, 05:41 PM   #6
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The woman nodded in approval at Nnko's speech. "I am Senior Legionnaire Freya," she said, showing a touch of a smile before turning her attention back to her paperwork. "If you have any questions you're too intimidated to ask your commanding officers, don't hesitate to ask me. Or your enthusiastic friend behind me." She motioned Willem over. He put on a serious face even as he elbowed Nnko in the ribs in congratulations.

"Legionnaire Willem, please escort Legionnaire Nnko to the Quartermaster's." With that, Freya bid them farewell and prepared herself to help the next person in the queue.

Willem was bouncing on his feet as he led Nnko to an adjacent building. "You did it, bud! I can't wait until we can start sparring."

In the Quartermaster's Office, Nnko was asked to declare all of the items that he was carrying with him, before he received an armful of clothing and supplies:

One standard issue cloak, green
Three standard issue trousers
Three standard issue woolen shirts
Five sets of undergarment
One pair of standard issue bracers
One pair of standard issue shinguards
One standard issue chainmail shirt
One standard issue helmet
Three Pilaii
One standard issue longsword
One standard issue training sword
One standard issue spear
One standard issue training spear

The longsword looked as if it had seen better days, but it was a good-quality weapon, probably better than anything Nnko had ever fought with. The training sword was little more than a pointy piece of wood with a handle.

When Nnko had received all of these, he carried them with Willem's help over to the barracks, where another senior legionnaire pointed him to a cot with a small storage trunk at its foot. It was one of two dozen in a small room with a window. The bedsheets were arranged with a startling degree of precision and care. "Wear that one and that one," Willem said, pointing at two pieces of uniform in Nnko's new wardrobe. "Then report to the training yard right out there. I'll see you later!" He clapped Nnko on the back before hustling away, leaving him there with a handful of other new recruits who were getting dressed.

"How on earth do you put this on?" one young man mumbled to himself, turning the cloak over and over in his arms. Another person was struggling to fit the shinguards over his enormous legs.

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“Thank you Freya.” Nnko said, owing her the world.

The ribs, ow that nudge hurt, but the young primer smiled anyway through gritted teeth, he was too happy to care about helm’s nudging. He’d remember Freya’s name for a long time to come! Hoping to serve with her at some point. Sparring, “maybe I can show you a few tricks?” he grinned to old ‘helm, he doubted he could but it'd fun. Nnko was feeling like he’d just achieved his dream. Now what did he do? The thought of what was next hit him.

At the Quartermaster:

Nnko declared an old iron longsword, not of much worth but serviceable, some old clothes that he’d just picked up from Gainus in prime and not yet been able to wash, two old boots, the rags he was wearing and an old haggard quarterstaff. That was it, no food, not even a crown after he’d bought the last meal, oh… there was an old potato in his pocket which he declared, probably to a frown from the man. That potato though was his only shot at a meal till today, he was dead serious about that vegetable.

Having no pack or any way of carrying this gear, he lumped what he could in his arms, thankful to have some help carrying it over. Patient as he was, his steps were about quarter speed, careful not to drop anything. “This is really it Willem.”

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Nnko clapped his friends arm in return as Willem left, over the moon, he was still not rushing anything because he wasn’t that type of person. Especially diligent to put things away in their place, bedsheets unruffled, he opened the top of the trunk and placed in some of his weapons. It wouldn’t likely be that his cot or place was out of shape as with some of the others, it’d probably be more likely that he was a bit late for training.

Getting undressed, he wasn’t used to airs and graces, growing up in an overcrowded house meant he had no real modesty. The rags were pulled off, showing a toned body underneath but in need of some good meals for muscle and to bulk up all the same. He replaced them with clean undergarments, a shirt buttoned up bit by bit, trousers pulled up high. Picking out the two garments that Willem had said, and also the armor like the rest seemed to be wearing. The chainmail was what confused Nnko, he placed it aside while the other’s struggled with their own uniforms.

Walking over to the legionnaire struggling with the cloak, “like this,” he demonstrated. Cloaks were one thing he knew, armor he had no clue about, but he’d worn his house’s tabard and cloak in his head a hundred times over, ever since he saw it at the circus and in books. It was different putting it on person but not all that much.

Sitting back down he finally got the rest of his gear on, though it clearly took him some time, patiently making sure everything was in place. Exiting after he was fully strapped up, training sword sheathed, 3 throwing pilaii and a training spear. The Primer was a bit confused about what to bring, but decided the training gear was probably the best bet, he kept the pilaii in case he’d have to train throwing them too.

All in all the gear, especially with the chain was a lot more than he was used to carrying, and it weighed the large primer down a bit in his steps, adjusting to the weight, but diligently making sure he took his time to get to know the equipment as he walked.

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The legionnaire watched Nnko unfold the cloak, then took it back and draped it over his shoulders, albeit a little crookedly. "Thanks. I'm Padraic," he said. His voice had a musical lilt and an unusual accent.

Padraic and the other fellow, named Tomas, finished getting dressed and left the barracks with their training spear and training sword in tow. Neither of them said much to Nnko or to each other until they came to the training yard, a huge square of dirt surrounded by many of the higher ups' barracks and offices. About twenty men and women were gathered there, most of them looking as new as Nnko. A hefty dwarven woman in impeccably crisp uniform waved them over and indicated that they should take a seat in the shade.

"Welcome to the Jade Legion, recruits. I am Sword Daekin Chantra, and I am your commanding officer. Over the next ten cycles, I will teach you to serve your city and your empire as legionnaires. And with any luck, we will complete training before the Xet attack." She gave a good-natured smile, though all of them knew the threat was certainly a real one.

"I will train you in the use of weapons as well as other skills you'll need in battle: first aid, communications, and teamwork. The Jade Legion is not about individual strength; it is about the strength of a team, and working with your fellow legionnaires to achieve a common goal. You can unclasp that spear now, Legionnaire Sarassa. This first lesson is not a fighting one." A thin young elven woman clasping a spear in the front of the group set it down on the dirt in front of her, blushing.

Chantra turned to the group again and unfurled a chart with several drawings of rank: different configuations of bars, diamonds, and crowns. "These are the ranks of legion officers and enlisted militia. Ranks are worn on the collar. When you graduate to Senior Legionnaires, you will receive your first marking: a pair of crossed spears."

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Officer Ranks:
Imperial Marshal – 1 Crown, 1 Diamond, 1 Pair Of Crossed Spears
Provost Imperatis – 1 Crown, 1 Diamond
Kestor Imperatis – 1 Crown
Imperatis – 3 Diamonds
Provost – 2 Diamonds
Kestor – 1 Diamond
Cencoris – 3 Bars
Daekin – 2 Bars
Sword Daekin – 1 Bar

Enlisted Ranks:
Spear Daekin – 1 Pair of Crossed Spears and Shield
Shield Daekin – 1 Shield
Senior Legionnaire – 1 Pair of Crossed Spear
Legionnaire – No Collar Tab
Chantra pointed to her own collar, where a single silver bar was pinned. "At the end of this cycle, you will be expected to properly identify each of these ranks. However, in practical use, you won't be expected to use your superior's full title every time you address them. After your initial greeting, Sir or Ma'am will suffice. Questions?"

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