the mask of a monster hiding the broken and corrupted heart of a young woman.
xaden riorson x f!oc
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january 24, 2024 - tbd
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Knowing I am in direct disagreement with General Melgren's orders, I am officially objecting to the plan set forth in today's briefing. It is not this general's opinion that the children of the rebellion's leaders should be forced to witness their parents' executions. No child should watch their parent put to death.
—The Tyrrish Rebellion, an official brief for King Tauri by General Lilith Sorrengail
"Welcome to your first Battle Brief," Professor Devera said from the recessed floor of the enormous lecture hall later in the morning, a bright purple Flame Section patch on her shoulder matching her short hair perfectly.
Battle Brief was the only class set up to hold the entire quadrant.
Every old wooden seat was filled with a cadet, and the senior third-years were standing against the walls behind everyone else, but everyone fit. It was far better than history an hour before, where there were only three squads of first-years, but at least the first years in Kamari's squad were all seated together.
Now if she could remember everyone's name was a remaining issue.
Ridoc was easy to remember — he cracked wise-ass comments all through history — and was the same guy who joked about Sawyer. Hopefully, he knows better than to try the same in here, though. Professor Devera wasn't the joking kind.
"In the past, riders have seldom been called into service before graduation," She continued, her mouth tensing as she paced slowly in front of a twenty-foot-high map of the Continent mounted to the back wall that was intricately labeled with defensive outposts along the borders.
Dozens of mage lights illuminated the space, more than making up for the lack of windows and reflecting off the longsword she kept strapped to her back.
"And if they were, they were always third-years who'd spent time shadowing forward wings, but we expect you to graduate with the full knowledge of what we're up against. It's not about just knowing where every wing is stationed, either." She took her time, making eye contact with every first-year she saw.
The rank on her shoulder said captain, but Kamari knew she'd be a major before she left her rotation teaching here, given the medals pinned on her chest.
"You need to understand the politics of our enemies, the strategies of defending our outposts from constant attack, and have a thorough knowledge of both recent and current battles. If you cannot grasp these basic topics, then you have no business on the back of a dragon." She arched a black brow a few shades darker than her deep-brown skin.
