[ Back just in time, Gale notes. A seventh, to mark his seventh year in the Legion, proud member of the Fifth. The ceremony doesn't impress him like it does everyone else - it's just another reminder of pointless time served in an army he doesn't care about, one that never gives him or his father any credit because they're from the Fifth with no notable family to speak of.
It's dumb, and some days, he really wishes he could remove the tattoo from his arm. But Gale still attends the ceremony, out of some misguided sense of duty to represent the Fifth in a decent light for once. He stands tall as he waits, sword at his side and bow at his back. ]
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It's dumb, and some days, he really wishes he could remove the tattoo from his arm. But Gale still attends the ceremony, out of some misguided sense of duty to represent the Fifth in a decent light for once. He stands tall as he waits, sword at his side and bow at his back. ]