[b] The Acadmey, Pentalius [/b]

Pentalius was having a lovely day, he had just gotten out of Arithmetic and his father had sent him a letter and a new cloak for him to wear as it was getting colder out, the letter said he was feeling better and he would be out to Rome soon to check on his son and how he was doing, this letter only improved his mood. He was walking through the library looking through books when Pentalius saw a girl she was dripping wet, crying, and cold so he did what anyone would do and took off his cloak and handed it to the girl "Are you alright?" He asked, his voice having a touch of concern in it.

[b] The Palace, Gaius Ignis [/b]

The seasoned warrior had walked through these halls a million times a day, and he never got sick of them they were beautiful, there were paintings of leaders and gods, he looked at the painting of Romes currently leader Gaius, they shared a name which wasn't all that rare but it did feel kind of ironic that he was supposed to guard someone with the same name as himself. Walking away from the painting he continued on until he was in the throne room and he took up his position next to the throne, he stood quietly and unmoving like a statue only addressing people when the addressed him. He was one of The Emperors chosen few, men he specifically picked out for their traits and service, And Gaius felt lucky.