Aaron - Capital city Arcada, Empire of Haltia, palace, bedroom –

He watched her; his heart broke seeing her in this distress… "No, Aaron. No, this isn't..." Her head shook slowly, leaning her weight into the wooden side. "That...that has to be a birth mark." Right hand un-grasped the crib and reached over, inspecting the child's arm once more. She took a deep breath before she whispered. "That's not a birth mark..."

Aaron could only nod to her last remark. “I believe our son has inherited even my worst traits.” His eyes were now full of sorrow for his son… Damien will have to go through a very difficult life. He kissed the boy ever so gently on the forehead and laid him back into the crib. “I’m sorry Leah, let us just hope he does not inherit my more…Interesting personality.” It was not intended as a joke, his voice was one hundred percent serious. He looked to his wife and went to her. He wrapped his strong arms around her waist and he pulled her close to him. His dark silver eyes closed slowly…

Aaron felt guilt welling up in him… if only he was stronger 50 years ago… this would have never happened. Nothing was wrong with Damien, Aaron was the luckiest man in the world at this moment to have a son to carry on his name. But it was that mark that darkened the day for the both of them…that mark had brought pain to them for the past fifty years. He looked down to his right arm, which was covered in black armor. He could feel the same mark on his skin burn slightly.

Capitan Vernnal – Capital city Arcada, Empire of Haltia, Palace -

Right after he and the others were dismissed from the Emperor’s presence, he began to run names through his head of men who will be capable to live up to the Emperors high expectations. General Malin was one of the greatest generals ever to serve the Empire. He had served as a Capitan in the Haltian army during the war fifty years ago. He was also the reason why he joined the army by going through the Academy, so he could be like him.

It took him a while to find the name he was looking for. There were many Capitan’s who were worthy of the position as General, but most of them were in it for the power. That is when Daelon Straton’s name popped into his head. He highly respected the man…even if he was much younger than himself. Now if I am willing to serve under him, he is perfect to be the next General. He quickly made his way to the stables to fetch his horse. Now just to find him… he thought to himself. He snapped the reins and galloped out of the palaces grounds.

Capitan Vernnal- Training fields outside the Capital city Arcada, Empire of Haltia-

Capitan Vernnal heard that Daelon Straton was currently performing drills with his men and he headed off to see how they were doing. By the time he got there, the training was still going on. He sat on top of his horse watching the small mock battle going on. The glory of Haltia… and it happened all because of Aaron the elf. He heard a whistle being blown and he tried to hear what was being said but he was to far and the wind was not in his direction. He saw the Sergeants leading the men off the training field and noticed Daelon Straton walking back towards the direction of the office quarters, with a quick kick at his horses flanks and a snap of the reins, he galloped towards him.

When he reached him he pulled back on the reins and came to a stop 10 feet away from Daelon. “Good evening Capitan Daelon… Nice to see that some of our officers still train their men properly.” He dismounted from his horse and walked to Daelon. He stopped about five feet away and said. “I have new orders for you.”

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Kill count as a SeeD Cadet: 4