[color=goldenrod]"Of course, Sir Jarde. I've got you."[/color] Segremors inclined his head to the young man as he approached with the question. [color=goldenrod]"Though I would guess we might simply proceed on foot from here in the first place. We haven't much further we can ride."[/color]

A fellow rookie amongst the Iron Roses, Jarde was likely the youngest amongst them that was not the Captain herself, and an oddity much like her. The weapons he carried were exotic in the utmost, and his persona seemed that of a carefree jokester— Privately, Gerard had to admit that he would have expected the boy to be amongst his former fellow swords-for-hire as opposed to a Knightly Order.

[color=goldenrod]"First time?"[/color]

Even so, a comrade was a comrade. And he recognized what this comrade was processing. He'd seen the look on his face often in greenhorns. It would be important if he got an idea of where his head was at now, before they began their main assault.

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