Thalen quickly grabbed the card out of Northern's hand, bringing it closer to his eyes to be sure he was seeing correctly.
'What? What is this I am seeing?'
It was still there. Sage Northern.
His eyeballs rolled down to the base of the card.
Drifter's rank: TRANSIENT.
It was all there, it wasn't faked. Not to mention, the card had changed color.
'I have never heard of a soul rank card changing color at all… could there have been a malfunction? But I have also never heard of a malfunction in the rank card.'
The rank card was crafted by the best of the best craftsmen, not just mundane, but drifters that awakened with craftsmanship abilities.
Since it had been in circulation fifty years ago, never had it been recorded that it changed color or broke.
So this couldn't be possible. There was a first time for everything, but Thalen knew enough about Northern's capabilities that he didn't want to doubt this.