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Aulus Corvinus. He committed the name to memory as he sized up the other man. There was a glimmer of approval with the bow, his gaze tilted as he showed Ryzhov the respect he felt he deserved. He was the recent recruit. He had done a good job with patrolling and was proving his worth in that regard.
 
“Ryzhov Cheslav. I am the Pakhan’s second, and his main recruiter.” He explained his role. He was not formally a second, but he felt it was explanatory given the close nature of their relationship. Ryzhov had sworn undying loyalty and never done anything to make Virion question it. “Tell me more about your skills. We shall patrol together.” He needed to get the lay of the land in this man.