Re: [At the altar]
[The flames washing your hand is cool, and through them you feel a faint tingle of lightning. Suddenly, you know, with absolute certainty that your words have been accepted.
Your uniform changes, subtly. The buttons are now a rich, reddish gold, trim and threading the same. A golden cord of rank hangs at your shoulder.]
Blank. Ssso named here, Wind. You will join the group known as Uroboros, keepers of the north.
Ssstep back. You will have inssstructions ssshortly.