257- The Cure
Jovis, Year of Severus, 24th, I.R., the 1st day of Fall, Camp Lionclaw, Great Dunes
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"It's good to see you again, Lord Commander." Tristam saluted.
"And to you, First Knight Lieutenant Tristam." Lord Prestonheim acknowledged his salute with a slight bow.
It has been ages since he last saw his First Lieutenant, since the incident. Tristam had grown into a fine Arterian knight worthy of praises. He now has a company of his own to command and most of the Commanders thought highly of him especially during his defense at the border's end. His courage and tenacity got them the victory. A well-fought battle that only won due to his stratagem and his unrelenting hatred towards his opponents.