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"By all means," remarked the CO, sliding it forward over the relatively empty desk, eyeing the trio warily, "what I need for this regiment is something unifying. Of course you all already wear the same uniforms, are equipped in a similar fashion, but there might need to be something else."

As if it were second nature, which it likely was to the veteran soldier, he slid the curved [i]Khalig[/i] knife from it's sheath and held it up to them. It was truly a thing of beauty, expertly made, the hilt inlaid with cruciform markings and gold edging - the personal weapon of a Tallarn warrior, and used by the Colonel for the first time when he was only twelve years old.

"What I want is for your weapon, this...Hija...to become a symbol of the regiment, each man and women to be issued one in lieu of their standard Cadian knife. Therefore, I would require you to give the specifications of how it is made and the composition of materials to me, and I shall then hand them to the Quartermaster and so on."

He watched them for some time more, gauging them and their responses to his notion - a notion that for all he knew could go against some custom or tradition concerning their own knives - before opening his arms wide, "what say you to that, Wisps?"