Noctisardor Bypass Face the facts

An army, eh? It makes him think back to Rothskel, where everyone sorta involved themselves with military exercises once upon a time—depending on how fortunate you were, or in most cases, on the potential in physical prowess.  
‘Cept he hopes that Legion goes without the slavery bit—too much of that around the Empire sunk anyone’s spirit.
The military was a big thing back where I grew up, too, most who had the potential were enlisted—not all out of their own will, but… sounds like Legion is more than just desire for warring. A home to untap that unknown potential in people, eh?
As Arbiter dips her head, Valdemar mirrors—a purposeful move. His nostrils flare, and the lingering scent of deer lurks on their path.