As the recruits entered Marc counted them off to ensure that all of them had arrived. He knew Maas had no interest in actually joining the wardens but he didn't think it would be necessary to make him leave, after all one more person having the knowledge it takes to create new wardens couldn't possibly be a bad thing could it? Marc didn't think so. Once all of the recruits had gathered Levine looked over them. He had prepared the words that had been said at every recruitment drive since the dawn of the order but first he had to address them.
"I'm sure you've all heard the stories, those of the fifth blight and the ones before. But hear me now when I say that the threat that they faced paled in comparison to what stands before us now. The blight now reaches from southern Ferelden to western Orlais to the Anderfells and damn near everywhere else. We're the last line of defense, I've chosen all of you because I know that you're the best that the world has to offer, and you will have to be." Marc turned and slowly approached the chalice containing nearing a half a gallon of Darkspawn blood. As he reached it and turned to slowly walk back to his place he began to chant the words.
"Join us brothers and sisters. Join us in the shadows where we stand vigilant. Join us as we carry out the duty that cannot be forsworn. And should you perish, know that your sacrifice will not be forgotten. And that one day, we shall join you." Marc held the chalice out to Scout, after Scout took his drink Marc would sequentially hand the chalice to the following recruits and then wait.