In his hometown, Ralthavar was celebrating the graduation of his training. Years spent training, and today was the day were he would be rewarded for it. It was the day of graduation in Estar, and the entire town had gathered for this day. His own parents were allowed to take a front-seat view of his graduation, no doubt filling both him and his parents with pride. Not that you could tell; all the dragoons wore unique crafted armors, most of them with face-concealing helmets. While others would find armor to be cumbersome, Ralthavar was right at home in his metal plates. He wore his armor like others would wear their clothes; constantly. Though it has yet to been proven, he considers himself the fastest in his full armor; he did not even need the dragonartes of Zephyr Dash or Esper Blessing to run with great speed or move like a dancer. And this included if he was armed with his weapons; his massive tower shield simply known as "Ralthavar's Wall" and his smaller but still fairly massive claw known as "The Claw". Names wasn't really something Ralthavar put much work in, but both were his tools, his weapons, and he was a master with both.

The ceremony began with all the graduating Dragoons standing in their full armor in front of a crowd of Estar's civilians. Lucia, the headmaster, arrived to give an opening speech to the dragoons. Ralthavar had been present to some of the graduations of the dragoons, each one a little bit different, but most of them following the same formula. Hence why Ralthavar was so surprised when Lucia began to chant. [i]"I know this,"[/i] An ancient phrase, one that Ralthavar had dismissed as pointless mysticism. When he tried to research the meaning behind the chant, all his efforts met with dead ends. But he could not imagine that this is what would happen when the chant was used. Ralthavar saw Edun charge towards Lucia, and Ralthavar followed suit and shot The Claw at her. However when she used the Scalding Palm dragonartes, the force was strong enough to knock his Claw off course, missing Lucia completely. By the time he retracted his Claw Lucia had taken to the skies on the back of a dragon, Ralthavar tried, in vain, to grab onto the beast, only to hit nothing but air. Once his Claw was back in it's place, he turned to Edun who proclaimed that he would chase after Lucia. [i]"Quite a way to begin our graduation as Dragoons... But it's appropriate. We became dragoons, and now it is time to prove our worth."[/i] Is what Ralthavar thought. He looked towards the crowd, many of them who have managed to reach safety including his own parents. Though they could not see his face nor hear each others words, Ralthavar and his parents knew what he was going to do.

The orc walked over to the comparatively human dragoon. They were all young, and what they were doing was foolish. This was no time to be playing hero, but that wasn't going to stop them. The headmaster has become traitorous, and now possibly leads an veritable army of dragons who threaten the world. Who else could stop them but the Dragoons? [b]"Lead the way."[/b]