I don’t remember hearing about the tales my father had been placed in before and even far after I was born. I knew he was known as the Bladebreaker, but other than that, I had only thought we were simply mercenaries without some gleaming title above our heads.
Hanneman’s obsession with studying my Crest is rather worrying. I end up having to spend an hour or two of each week sitting in his office so he can examine it more thoroughly.
There’s been a lot happening recently, it seems. From the tournament, to the activity skyrocket, and now the arrival of many new people. The cause of it is unknown to me, but I find it refreshing nonetheless.