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Sgt. Drake Alexander adjusts his uniform as he approaches an encampment of beautifully adorned tents. He has always felt the urge to make himself 'presentable' when he enters the camp of the Westons. Something about looking up at the proud lion flying against the azure field of the Weston's banner that makes a man feel the need to show a sort of humility and reverence. "Hail, Sir Drake," calls one of the Knights of Weston. "You've come to see the progress, have you?" "I have. How is it looking?" "Come and see for yourself, he is just finishing now."

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  • Sgt. Drake Alexander adjusts his uniform as he approaches an encampment of beautifully adorned tents. He has always felt the urge to make himself 'presentable' when he enters the camp of the Westons. Something about looking up at the proud lion flying against the azure field of the Weston's banner that makes a man feel the need to show a sort of humility and reverence. "Hail, Sir Drake," calls one of the Knights of Weston. "You've come to see the progress, have you?" "I have. How is it looking?" "Come and see for yourself, he is just finishing now."
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  • Sgt. Drake Alexander adjusts his uniform as he approaches an encampment of beautifully adorned tents. He has always felt the urge to make himself 'presentable' when he enters the camp of the Westons. Something about looking up at the proud lion flying against the azure field of the Weston's banner that makes a man feel the need to show a sort of humility and reverence. "Hail, Sir Drake," calls one of the Knights of Weston. "You've come to see the progress, have you?" "I have. How is it looking?" "Come and see for yourself, he is just finishing now." Drake is ushered into a nearby tent, the inside of which casts a warm glow by the series of lanterns that light it. A wooden dummy in the corner wearing a stunning breastplate, wrought of gold and silver, catches Drake's eye. A tall; well-built man steps forward to greet Drake with a hardy handshake. The man grabs onto a wooden staff leaning against the wall of the tent and swings it over in front of Drake. It is not just a staff, but a flag: Weston blue, finely embroidered in gold and white, bearing both the lion crest of Weston and the mark of Jandar. "Ah, the new standard. It is wonderful! Jandar will be very pleased. And that must make you Sir Gilbert! Well met!"
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