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Standing Among the Mithdirith

Haldaer stands among his brothers and sisters in arms. His stance is regal and full of pride, but loose in the promise of a deadly warrior, honed by lifetimes of battle. He observes the ceremony. This day, his friend Miridial dawnes the blue cloak of the Mithdirith. He closes his eyes a moment, before whispering to himself in the High Tongue:

(Q) "May her watch be less grey, then we are named."