originally posted in:The New Dojo
"No kidding..
Listen.. the Tribune's falling back, but they're off in Rivelria, where Freya's from. You'll be accompanying the group heading to the capitol, then split off.
I hope you prepared for the sand. Mind you, Trayvens [i]hate[/i] sand. Seriously.. gets everywhere, from your sheaths to.. selective sheathes, and it's rough, and.. you get the point."
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[spoiler]LOL... [/spoiler] "It seems as though you might be relying on the dojo for this sand battle then." [i]Alric reasoned, summing down what Bella had said.[/i] "We shall do our best to as to keep the fight. Am I right to assume that you are taking command of the Trayvern forces with Freya... Incapable?"
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"I will attempt at it. Which brings me to another topic. With me departing from my role, as a lieutenant commander.. there is a rank available. Least, in this part of our army. I would ask that you take up that rank, for a time. You've assisted us for quite a while now, and I need all the good leaders that I can get."
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"As grateful as I am for the offer, my lady, are you certain I would be the right fit? Some of your men... Might hold reservations to serve underneath a Witcher." "After all, nobody enjoy serving a monster. Especially not a Witcher... As exhibited in some of my very own soldiers."
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"Don't give me that "muh lady" bullshit, else you'll be the next one in a hospital bed. I might be kidding with that, but that's seriously a turnоff. Just.. call me commander, hell, Bella works fine." [i]Isabella shrugged, then.[/i] "I could give a rat's ass about what you once were, and my soldiers do the same. They don't care for who you were.. but who you [i]are[/i], today."
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"Of course, Commander. If that is the case, I would be honoured to accept the position." [i]Alric bowed his head deeply in thanks before bringing it up and standing tall. [/i] "I can assure you, I will do any service I must to win this war. Might I ask, however, what this position grants me? Simply a fancy title or control over a small number of your troops? Or perhaps something else...?"